readytorunbook Chapter 178 Convinced
Chapter 178 Convinced
The moment Zhuang Yu stepped out of the ruins, he was greeted by a breath of fresh air, as if the whole world had opened a new door for him.
Although he was exhausted, he was filled with joy because he knew that he had finally stopped the spread of those evil forces and protected the world.
He walked out of the ruins step by step and came to Wang Yao.
Wang Yao smiled with joy when she saw him return safely.
She was about to speak when Zhuang Yu stopped her with a look.
Zhuang Yu gazed into the distance, knowing that new challenges awaited him; this battle was merely the beginning…
Zhuang Yu slowly reached out and grasped Wang Yao's hand. A warm current flowed from his palm into Wang Yao's body.
Wang Yao felt this warm power, and her worries gradually dissipated. She nodded slightly to show her understanding.
“Next…” Zhuang Yu paused, his tone low, “it might be even more dangerous.”
Just then, Zhuang Yu suddenly felt a chilling killing intent coming from behind him.
He quickly turned around and saw Xuanjizi standing not far away, with Xiao Bing trembling beside him, clearly feeling the oppressive atmosphere.
Zhuang Yu's gaze met Xuanjizi's, and the atmosphere between the two immediately became tense.
Xuanjizi did not launch an attack immediately, but instead took a few steps with a cold smile and approached Zhuang Yu.
“Zhuang Yu,” Xuanjizi’s voice was low and malicious, “you’re just a lucky guy who got lucky. What makes you think you deserve that inheritance? What makes you think you’re above us?”
Wang Yao gripped Zhuang Yu's hand tightly. Her palms were slightly sweaty, but Zhuang Yu felt her support. His anger gradually rose, but he knew he couldn't fall for Xuanjizi's trick.
“Xuanjizi,” Zhuang Yu’s voice was calm and firm, “you have lost. Be convinced.”
Xuanjizi's face grew even more gloomy. "Loss? No, I haven't lost yet." He slowly raised his hand, spiritual energy condensing into a ball in his hand, clearly preparing to launch an attack.
"You really think you can defeat me with your meager heritage?"
Zhuang Yu's eyes turned cold, and he already had a plan in mind.
He sensed that the guardian spirit of the ruins behind him was still watching from the shadows, clearly unwilling to let him go easily.
Meanwhile, the mysterious guide within the ruins seems to be observing all of this from the shadows.
"I'm waiting for you, Xuanjizi." Zhuang Yu's voice was deep and powerful, then abruptly stopped, as if announcing the start of a new battle.
Zhuang Yu's heart was in turmoil, and anger surged in his chest like magma, almost bursting forth.
Xuanjizi's provocation was like sharp needles, pricking his pride again and again.
But he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger.
He knew that this show of weakness was a prelude to a more powerful counterattack in the next moment.
He couldn't fall for Xuanjizi's provocation.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing deep within them, like a cheetah eyeing its prey, dangerous and profound.
At the same time, he quietly circulated the newly acquired inherited power within his body, containing the surging energy and concealing his true strength so that Xuanjizi could not discern the truth.
He feigned composure on the surface, but in reality he was secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the best opportunity.
Seeing Zhuang Yu remain so calm, Xuanjizi grew even angrier.
He intended to provoke Zhuang Yu, causing him to lose his temper and reveal a weakness, so that he could take him down in one fell swoop.
But Zhuang Yu's reaction was beyond his expectations, making him feel like he had punched cotton, with no way to use his strength.
He snorted coldly, and the surrounding spiritual energy rapidly converged towards him, forming a huge vortex that howled like a raging storm.
A suffocating atmosphere filled the air.
Xiao Bing was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hid behind Xuanjizi, trembling with fear.
A dazzling golden light shot out from Xuanjizi's hand, like a roaring dragon, carrying destructive power, and rushed straight towards Zhuang Yu.
Wherever the golden light passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
The surrounding trees trembled under the powerful force, and leaves fell like a golden rain.
Despite the fierce attack, Zhuang Yu remained unusually calm.
He vanished in a flash, disappearing from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage.
A golden light flashed past his clothes, blasting a huge crater in the ground, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere.
Zhuang Yu landed steadily several feet away, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his eyes sharp as knives, and a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Is that all you've got?" Zhuang Yu's voice echoed in the air, carrying a hint of disdain and provocation.
Before Zhuang Yu could finish speaking, his figure shot out like an arrow.
The power of inheritance surged and roared within him, as if a sleeping dragon had finally awakened.
He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and in his palm, a dazzling golden light slowly condensed, radiating a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.
The golden light grew brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into a dazzling wave of spiritual energy that roared out like a golden lightning bolt piercing the sky, heading straight for Xuanjizi.
Xuanjizi's pupils shrank sharply. He clearly felt the terror of this power, which far exceeded anything he had ever seen before.
The golden spiritual energy wave magnified infinitely in his eyes, as if it wanted to devour everything.
He frantically tried to dodge, but found that his body seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't move at all.
With a loud bang, the spiritual energy wave collided with Xuanjizi's magic, producing a deafening explosion.
Xuanjizi's magic instantly dissipated, shattering like glass.
However, Zhuang Yu's spiritual energy wave continued its relentless momentum, hurtling towards Xuanjizi.
Xuanjizi stared wide-eyed in horror. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.
Just at this critical moment, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the side, carrying a sharp killing intent, and rushed straight towards Zhuang Yu.
This was the long-lurking guardian spirit of the ruins, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu noticed the commotion behind him and was startled, but at that moment he was attacking Xuanjizi with all his might and had no way to dodge.
With a soft sound, the guardian spirit's attack grazed Zhuang Yu's arm, leaving a trail of blood droplets.
Intense pain instantly spread throughout his body. Zhuang Yu groaned, the wound on his arm bleeding profusely, a shocking sight.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze, filled with a pungent smell of blood.
"Zhuang Yu!" Wang Yao exclaimed in surprise...
Wang Yao exclaimed in surprise and rushed towards Zhuang Yu without thinking, tears welling up in her eyes.
She staggered to his side, her hands trembling as she pulled a bottle of precious healing herbs from her storage bag, a refreshing medicinal fragrance filling the air.
She carefully sprinkled the powder onto Zhuang Yu's wound; the glistening powder shimmered with a soft light, like twinkling starlight.
"Zhuang Yu, how are you? Does it hurt?" Wang Yao's voice was choked with sobs as she gently blew on his wound, afraid of hurting him.
The worry and concern in her eyes, like a gentle stream, warmed Zhuang Yu's heart.
Looking at the seemingly fragile yet strong woman before him, Zhuang Yu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
He reached out and gently stroked Wang Yao's hair, saying softly, "I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."
Wang Yao looked up at Zhuang Yu with teary eyes, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault for being so useless and unable to help you..."
Seeing Wang Yao's tearful face, Zhuang Yu's determination to protect her became even stronger.
"Fool, you've already helped me so much. If it weren't for your constant support, I probably wouldn't have been able to keep going."
He gripped Wang Yao's hand tightly, feeling the warmth of her palm, and his heart was filled with strength.
He took a deep breath, and his gaze sharpened once more.
"Don't worry, I won't let them hurt you."
He slowly stood up, his eyes coldly fixed on Xuanjizi and the guardian spirit of the ruins. A powerful pressure emanated from him, as if a sleeping lion had finally awakened.
Just as Zhuang Yu was preparing to counterattack again, he suddenly felt the power inherited in his body like a wild horse, rampaging uncontrollably through his meridians, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.
His face suddenly turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"What's going on..." Zhuang Yu was startled, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.