Chapter 1488: A Brush with Death

Chapter 1488: Chapter 1488: A Brush with Death

From beginning to end, apart from saying a few words and blinking his eyelids a couple of times, Wang Xingkong was like an evergreen pine, sitting upright where he was, motionless as a boulder.

Suddenly, his body swayed, and he slowly began to stand up.

The moment he moved, it was like setting off firecrackers: all the joints in his body crackled like frying beans, crisp snapping sounds echoing without pause.

He had been sitting cross-legged for several hundred years; every function of his body was in a state of recovery. He felt he needed to move a little, only then would he feel a bit more comfortable.

Wang Xingkong’s hands were still raised in midair, then he suddenly dropped them down. His body followed that violent motion and gave a fierce tremor!

Boom~

A massive oppressive force erupted from within Wang Xingkong’s body and swept outward in all directions, like an enormous shove. If Lin Tian hadn’t been standing in front of Chen Moxiang, with her level of composure she would definitely have been sent tumbling across the ground several times.

Everyone sucked in a cold breath in their hearts, guessing just how unfathomably powerful this old monster truly was. He was only loosening up his body a bit, yet had already brought such a crushing pressure to everyone. If he really started fighting, how terrifying would that be?

Lin Tian’s face began to turn deathly pale, his heart growing more and more uneasy. He hadn’t felt this way in a long time; the fear was so intense his mind began to go blank, losing the ability to think.

In Lin Tian’s view, this old monster had plenty of reasons to kill him.

First of all, he had taken the Thousand Jin Rock and peered into the secrets of its Formation.

Second, his enmity with the Wang Family ran deep. Whether it was Wang Sijing or Wang, none of them would believe he truly wanted to shake hands and make peace with the Wang Family.

Third, he had broken into the Wang Family’s underground palace. This was a forbidden area to all except the Wang Family’s direct bloodline. It wasn’t just that treasures enough to make one drool were hidden here—this was also the tomb of the Wang Family’s ancestors.

Lin Tian suddenly felt a bit regretful. Why hadn’t he just pulled out the Black Dragon Dagger earlier and stabbed this undying old thing in the neck? Since he’d already fallen out with the Wang Family, what was there to fear in adding one more crime?

But it was too late for regret now. He could only tuck his tail between his legs and tread carefully.

Wang Xingkong took a deep breath of air, then exhaled the turbid qi from his body. Only then did he glance at Wang and Wang Sijing who were kneeling on the ground, and said in an ethereal voice, "Enough, enough, get up. I don’t intend to blame you."

"Yes!" Wang finally felt as if granted amnesty and hurriedly rose to his feet.

Wang Xingkong looked at Lin Tian, pondering something.

Under the gaze of those deep, unfathomable eyes, Lin Tian felt all the pores over his body stand on end, as if he was being seen straight through.

Wang Xingkong spoke slowly: "Heaven-and-earth spirit treasure belongs to whoever is capable of holding it. Although this young friend is not a descendant of my Wang Family, the fact that he could comprehend the Thousand Jin Rock proves he is truly extraordinary. All the more so, he’s a Loose Cultivator, yet at this age has cultivated to the Middle Stage of Golden Elixir—this is rare in the world. To just kill him like this would be a pity."

His tone was bland, but Lin Tian could feel a bone-deep chill. This old man truly harbored killing intent!

All of a sudden, Wang Xingkong clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes blazing like torches as he fixed his gaze on Lin Tian. His foot lightly tapped the ground, and a pressure like a vast flood surged toward Lin Tian.

If the pressure Wang Xingkong released while stretching his body earlier could be compared to a gust of wind, then the pressure now was a solid Mount Tai falling straight down!

This pressure surged in from all directions, aimed solely and entirely at Lin Tian.

Almost in an instant, Lin Tian found he could no longer draw breath through his mouth or nose. A buzzing sound filled his ears, bloodshot veins crawled across his eyes, blood seeped from his gums as his clenched teeth ground together. Every strand of hair on his body stood on end, and his five viscera and six bowels thumped violently as if they might explode at any moment.

In his Sea of Qi, the Golden Core spun like mad, boundless Spiritual Qi surging out to resist Wang Xingkong’s pressure.

Every step was a struggle; he couldn’t even steady his breath. A bloody taste suddenly rose in his nostrils, nosebleed spraying out. Immediately after, his ears began to bleed as well, and his eyeballs swelled with a piercing pain, as if they were going to burst at any second.

The worst of it was his head, like countless thin needles were stabbing into his brain—agonizing to the point of explosion. Yet he couldn’t move at all, couldn’t even let out a single roar.

Seeing how tormented Lin Tian was, Chen Moxiang felt utterly miserable inside. Her hand went to her backpack, but before she could take anything out, Wang Xingkong noticed her little movement. He didn’t even raise his hand; the air condensed into substance, like a heavy fist that slammed into Chen Moxiang’s body. She was like a sandbag, flung heavily away, two deep groans sounding from her nose before she passed out.

Although Lin Tian couldn’t move, he could still sense what was happening around him to some extent. To Lin Tian, Chen Moxiang was like a piece of reverse scale.

A dragon has its reverse scale—touch it and you die.

It was a pity that Lin Tian was being suppressed so utterly at this moment; whether he could even survive was uncertain. "Touch it and you die"? Right now, that was nothing but a joke.

Yet the oppressive force couldn’t smother the surging rage in Lin Tian’s chest; instead, it stirred up his will to resist.

Suddenly, a searing heat flowed through his meridians, spreading through his entire body, then reaching his skin. It actually dispersed the immense pressure Wang Xingkong had brought down!

Joy flashed in Lin Tian’s heart. He knew this was the power hidden within his body after he comprehended the Thousand Jin Rock Formation. It normally lay dormant, not showing itself, but in this instant it suddenly erupted—the magnitude of that power was astonishing!

In Lin Tian’s mind, the image that flashed was that thirty-meter-long knife scar he had seen earlier in the Wang Family’s drill hall. 𝐟𝑟ⅇ

That mark had been carved out by Wang Xingkong when he was at a high-rank Martial Artist level, using the Thousand Jin Rock. The explosive force was terrifying!

In this hair’s-breadth moment, Lin Tian suddenly had a trace of enlightenment. So, the Wang Family’s shocking explosive power all came from that Formation inside the Thousand Jin Rock!

This discovery made Lin Tian’s heart pound wildly with both shock and ecstasy. It was just a pity he had realized it too late...

"Oh?"

Wang Xingkong suddenly let out a soft sound of surprise, and the foot he’d stepped forward drew back. The pressure on Lin Tian’s body instantly receded like the tide. But this didn’t make Lin Tian feel any lighter; instead, he collapsed to the ground like a heap of rotten mud, without even the strength to twitch.

It wasn’t that Lin Tian didn’t want to move, but that he couldn’t. Any attempt to move at all would tug at everything, and that tide-like pain would once again sweep across his whole body.

That kind of feeling was something Lin Tian never wanted to experience again, not even for a second!

All he wanted now was to lie there, close his eyes, and fall into a deep sleep, letting the Golden Core nourish his meridians so he could at least feel a bit of comfort.

Just now, he had truly taken a stroll through the gates of hell. The fact that he was still alive was already a miracle.