195: Crisis in the Dark

Han Fei walked alone in the night, the cold wind brushing his face, bringing with it the icy Aura from beyond the Great Wall.

Below the Great Wall was a vast, dark expanse, like an Abyss that devoured everything.

He felt the spiritual Qi within him slowly circulating in tranquility, bringing a powerful sense of stability.

However, he also faintly sensed a subtle unease hidden within this stability, as if some unknown threat was quietly approaching.

Han Fei's intuition had always been sharp; he knew this was not his imagination.

These past few days, the darkness of the Great Wall seemed thicker than before, and even the air was filled with an eerie Aura, as if a Power of the Abyss was brewing, waiting for the opportune moment to erupt.

Just as he was pondering alone, a faint ripple suddenly reached his ears. It was as light as a wisp of wind, yet it carried an ominous chill.

Han Fei's eyes narrowed, and he instantly entered a state of alert, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's, sweeping towards the direction of the sound.

In the darkness, nothing could be seen.

All around was dead silence, as if it were all an illusion.

But Han Fei's intuition told him that something was indeed there, some dangerous presence lurking in the shadows.

He slowly clenched his fists, spiritual Qi rapidly accumulating within him, ready to respond to any sudden attack.

Suddenly, a dark figure swiftly attacked from the darkness, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold, moving as fast as a ghostly flash.

A cold glint flashed in Han Fei's eyes. He instantly raised his hand, spiritual Qi condensed in his palm, and he unleashed a powerful Qi strike, directly at the dark figure.

The dark figure was hit by Han Fei's spiritual Qi in mid-air, letting out a low growl, then quickly retreated back into the darkness.

Han Fei did not pursue, but stood still, calmly observing the movements around him.

He knew that the opponent was not a simple enemy; otherwise, he would not have retreated so easily.

A moment later, faint footsteps came from the darkness again. This time, it was not just one dark figure, but multiple figures slowly emerging.

These figures were shrouded in darkness, and a faint, eerie glow could vaguely be seen emanating from them, as if a cold energy was constantly flowing.

Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that these enemies were completely different from the resurrected wolf corpses he had encountered before.

They carried an ancient and evil Aura, as if they were beings that had crawled out from deeper darkness, not belonging to any known living creature or undead.

"What are you?" Han Fei asked in a low voice, his tone as cold as frost.

The dark figures did not respond, only emitting low, strange roars, like some ineffable language, or perhaps the ravings from the depths of Hell.

Han Fei's heart sank, and he felt a hint of unease.

These things gave him a sense of oppression even stronger than the wolf corpses before, as if they themselves were Incarnations of darkness, carrying a malice that did not belong to this world.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and the spiritual Qi within him rapidly circulated, condensing in his palm, ready to meet any incoming attack.

One of the creatures in the dark figures suddenly opened its eyes. Those eyes were icy blue, revealing deep malice, staring directly at Han Fei, as if to freeze his Soul.

Han Fei felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, but his will was like iron, and he instantly broke free from the oppression of those eyes.

He gave a cold smile, his hands suddenly formed a seal, and spiritual Qi sparkled with sharp light at his fingertips.

"Since you don't intend to speak, I'll send you back to the darkness."

As soon as his voice fell, Han Fei's figure suddenly vanished from his original spot, turning into an afterimage that charged directly at the enemies within the dark figures.

Spiritual Qi condensed into a sharp Qi strike on his fist, fiercely smashing towards the dark figure creature that had been staring at him.

The creature seemed to sense Han Fei's attack and suddenly opened its gaping maw, spewing out a cold black mist to meet Han Fei's fist.

The black mist carried a corrosive Power, capable of corroding the spiritual Qi and flesh of almost all living beings.

Han Fei's eyes narrowed, and he instantly changed his attack route, twisting his body in the air, spiritual Qi protecting him, quickly avoiding the black mist, while simultaneously striking another dark figure with his palm.

He was not flustered; instead, he used the enemies' attacks to dodge and counterattack, as if engaging them in a contest of speed and Power.

However, these dark figures did not seem to intend to let him go easily. Their numbers were far greater than he had imagined, seemingly endless, surrounding him from all directions.

Han Fei felt a sense of crisis, but his Battle Intent grew even stronger.

"Interesting. Let me see how troublesome you truly are!"

His spiritual Qi erupted, his fists and feet carrying sharp Qi. Each strike was as swift as thunder, hitting the dark figure creatures with muffled thuds.

However, he soon realized that the bodies of these dark figure creatures were not as fragile as ordinary creatures. Even after suffering heavy blows, they could still recover quickly, as if the Power of the Abyss was continuously supporting them.

A cold glint flashed in Han Fei's eyes, and he began to think rapidly.

He knew that these creatures were likely being controlled by some Power in the dark, or rather, their very existence was meant to entangle his spiritual Qi, forcing him to constantly expend it.

"It seems I can't keep getting entangled," he mused to himself, deciding to first find their weakness before delivering a fatal blow.

Just as he was about to retreat, a dark figure creature suddenly approached him silently from behind, its sharp claws carrying corrosive black mist, fiercely grabbing at his back.

Han Fei instantly sensed the danger behind him and sharply dodged to the side. However, the dark figure's attack was like a shadow, almost impossible to avoid.

In a moment of urgency, Han Fei's eyes narrowed, spiritual Qi condensed into a sharp Qi blade in his hand, and he suddenly turned, slashing backward at the dark figure.

The blade cut through the dark figure's sharp claws, tearing them completely apart.

However, Han Fei was splashed with a trace of the black mist, feeling a stinging pain on his arm, his skin rapidly corroding into a bloodstain.

He frowned, quickly circulated his spiritual Qi to expel the black mist from his body, but the corrosive pain still lingered, as if it had penetrated deep into his bones.

"The Power of these guys is indeed strange..." Han Fei muttered coldly to himself, his killing intent growing stronger.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer, otherwise, the dark figure creatures would continue to increase, posing a greater threat.

He took a deep breath, spiritual Qi rapidly condensed within him, and his entire Aura instantly climbed to its Peak, sharp light emanating from his eyes.

"In that case, I'll use my strongest Power to completely eradicate you!"

He formed a seal with both hands, and spiritual Qi rapidly condensed in his palms, forming a rune seal that shimmered with lightning-like light.

The rune seal contained his most powerful spiritual Qi, carrying destructive Power, and he smashed it fiercely towards the dark figure creatures.

The dark figure creatures seemed to sense the Power of this strike and let out shrill screams, wanting to escape.

However, the Power of the rune seal instantly erupted like thunder, exploding with a roar, illuminating the entire darkness, transforming into a blazing light that swallowed everything.

The dark figure creatures were completely torn apart in this light, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the night sky.

The battle ended.

Han Fei slowly withdrew his spiritual Qi, his breathing slightly hurried.

He knew that these enemies were not ordinary, and might even be a test of some Power.