Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 408 Extreme Pull

Guan Jinsong was so frightened that his face turned pale as paper. His lips trembled and he stammered, "No... I don't know, but this is definitely not an ordinary thing. We must be careful!" His body trembled slightly, and his legs seemed to be out of control and unconsciously came together. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, trying to gain a little courage and strength from the subtle pain to calm himself down.

Then, as if under a spell, everyone froze in their tracks, staring blankly at the approaching meteorite in the sky. The meteorite radiated blazing heat, igniting the air wherever it passed, creating a distorted wave of heat that seared everyone's skin, as if trapped in a blazing inferno. In this fateful moment, the five of them instantly reached a consensus: seize the Star Blade from Lin Feng. They firmly believed that only by possessing this legendary weapon could they survive the impending meteorite catastrophe.

Without hesitation, the five of them mobilized all their strength, completely ignoring the suppression of the Star Domain, and pounced on Lin Feng like hungry wolves. Their eyes were filled with greed and determination, as if the Star Blade in Lin Feng's hand was their only lifeline in this doomsday judgment. To obtain it, they would give up everything, even their dignity and souls.

Lin Feng keenly sensed the five men's intentions. A shiver trembled within him, yet he instantly saw a glimmer of hope. He knew that while the meteorite might be small, it contained far more power than Grandmasters like them could withstand. If he could skillfully utilize it, perhaps he could escape this inevitable fate.

"Take my sword! It won't be easy!" Lin Feng roared to the heavens, his voice resonating throughout the surrounding area. His eyes burned with an unyielding fire that seemed to ignite the surrounding air. He gripped the Star Blade tightly with both hands, his Qi churning furiously as he unleashed his full might, desperately resisting the attacks of the five men. His figure darted through the blazing swords like a ghostly flash of lightning. Though exhausted, he stubbornly held his ground. Every swing of his sword was laced with mortal resolve, and every block was an exhausting effort.

However, the combined attack of the five was too powerful, and Lin Feng gradually began to feel the pressure. Just as the meteorite was about to fall, the five finally broke through Lin Feng's defenses and approached him like vicious wolves. But just as they reached out to grab the Star Blade, the meteorite crashed to the ground.

Instantly, a blindingly bright light shot up into the sky, followed by a deafening explosion that threatened to tear the world apart. An immensely powerful shockwave, like a surging tsunami, spread wildly in all directions, razing everything in its path. Freed from the suppression of the astral realm, the five individuals instantly regained their original state and hurriedly joined forces to resist the shockwave.

Jiang Cheng unleashed his most powerful sword technique, his sword shadows like layers of impenetrable curtains, attempting to block the force of the shockwave. His eyes revealed an unprecedented determination, and he muttered something to himself. All his inner energy poured into the sword like a surging tide, the light on the blade becoming increasingly dazzling, almost rivaling the radiance of a meteorite.

Chang Jihou inserted the spear deeply into the ground, holding the spear shaft tightly with both hands, shouting an ancient and mysterious spell. A powerful force surged out of his body and poured into the spear. The spear trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound, as if shouting with him, resisting this force that was powerful enough to destroy the world.

Guan Jinsong roared to the heavens, his voice resounding like a bell. His muscles tensed like steel, his four phoenix tattoos radiating brightly as he used his own flesh to resist the shockwave. His eyes were tightly shut, his teeth clenched, and the veins on his face bulged like earthworms. He endured immense pain, every muscle trembling, every bone groaning, yet he remained stubbornly upright.

Duan Yin swung her whip, which spun rapidly in the air, forming a seemingly indestructible barrier. Her eyes were filled with fear, but her hands never faltered, knowing full well that if she relaxed, she would be ruthlessly devoured by the shockwave and become part of the cosmic dust.

Revolver raised his axe with both hands, the blade pointing upward, and shouted, "Stop it!" His legs bent slightly, like an ancient tree rooted in the earth, and he concentrated all his strength on the axe, trying to resist this devastating force. His eyes revealed a hint of despair and unwillingness. He looked at the raging light in the sky and silently prayed for a miracle.

But the impact of the meteorite was too powerful. Despite their best efforts to resist, the five people were still blown away by the shockwave like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Their bodies were like kites with broken strings, tracing a miserable arc in the air before falling heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

Lin Feng was not spared from this catastrophe. Despite the protection of the Star Blade, he was still severely injured by the shockwave and fell to the ground. He spat out blood, which floated in the air like bright red silk. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. The Star Blade in his hand almost slipped out of his hand. He felt as if his internal organs had been shattered, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He collapsed to the ground, unable to move. His eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness and despair. Looking at the gradually dissipating smoke in the sky, he sighed silently in his heart: "Am I going to die here today?"

Far away in Beixuan City, Jiujiusi and Xiang Hongxuan also felt the terrifying power of the meteorite's shockwave. Not daring to slack off, they hurriedly mobilized their inner Qi, forming a protective shield before them. Jiujiusi's eyes were filled with solemnity and seriousness, fully aware of the terrifying power. He quickly formed seals with his hands, chanting a mysterious mantra. The Qi in his body surged out like a surging river, forming a transparent light shield before him. Runes flickered faintly on the shield, seemingly telling an ancient story.

Xiang Hongxuan's face was filled with nervousness. His hands trembled slightly, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. These beads trickled down his cheeks, dripping onto the bricks beneath his feet, creating tiny splashes. He silently prayed that this disaster wouldn't affect Beixuan City. Gazing at the smoke-shrouded battlefield in the distance, his eyes revealed a hint of fear and worry, as if awaiting the judgment of fate.

After a long time, the dust settled. A massive crater appeared where the meteorite had crashed, its depths unseen, like the entrance to hell. The surrounding land was scorched and utterly devastated, all life instantly extinguished, leaving only a dead silence. The crater had obscured the traces of the previous battle, as if nothing had happened. Only the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke lingered in the air, still revealing the thrilling battle that had just taken place.