18: Chapter 18 Give it to me! I'll crush the dream of the chosen one of destiny with one stomp!

At the bottom of the scorching magma pool, dark red light jumped wildly, illuminating the entire underground cavern like purgatory.

Lin Tian's blood-stained and muddy fingertips were less than half an inch away from the quietly blooming earth heart green lotus fire.

He could even feel that pure and vast Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi seeping bit by bit through his cracked skin into his exhausted Meridians.

Just at this critical moment.

"Clang——"

In the enclosed, sweltering underground cavern, a clear sword hum rang out without warning.

This sound was extremely light at first, like an ice spring dripping onto a jade plate, but in the next instant, it transformed into a sharp whistle that tore through the Void Realm. The boiling, viscous fire poison miasma in the cavern was forcibly split in two by a domineering and icy Sword Intent.

A grey, crescent-shaped Sword Qi, wrapped in sharp lethality, shot out from the shadows of the passage.

Supreme Heaven-Slashing Sword Drawing Technique!

This Sword Qi did not slash at Lin Tian's vital points, but instead struck precisely onto the altar stone slab between Lin Tian's outstretched arm and the earth heart green lotus fire.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion erupted on the altar in the middle of the lake. The pitch-black, hard stone slab was cut with a bottomless trench, and the violent aftermath of the Sword Qi turned into a tangible, invisible wall of Qi, slamming fiercely into Lin Tian's already broken chest.

Before Lin Tian could even let out a scream, his entire body was like a tattered sack caught in a gale, flying backward more than ten zhang in the air and crashing heavily onto the edge of the scorching stone bridge behind him.

Large mouthfuls of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs spewed from his mouth. His freshly set broken arm made another crisp sound of bone fracturing, and his whole body curled up on the stone slab like a dying shrimp, twitching violently.

Steady, light footsteps drowned out the boiling sound of the surrounding magma.

A hem of snow-white, spotless clothing gently brushed past Lin Tian's blood-red vision.

The next moment, a white long boot embroidered with silver cloud patterns lifted and, with an irresistible posture, stepped onto Lin Tian's chest.

This seemingly understated kick pressed exactly onto the key Acupoints of Lin Tian's Qi circulation, pinning him firmly to the scorching stone slab, leaving him without even a shred of room to mobilize his Spiritual Power to struggle.

Lin Tian struggled to open his eyes, which were glued shut by blood.

At the end of his vision was a handsome, gentle face, which currently carried a hint of playful mockery.

"Gu... Gu Yi?!"

This name felt like rough sandpaper rubbing hard against Lin Tian's throat, carrying undisguised shock and despair.

He could not understand how this high and mighty Senior Brother of Lanyue Peak had appeared silently in this desolate Forbidden Ground in the back mountains, nor could he fathom how the other party had avoided the terrifying killing arrays outside.

Gu Yi looked down at the bloody mess under his feet and extended his right hand.

The grey Primordial Limitless Creation Immortal Body Origin circulated in his palm, turning into an invisible vortex.

The earth heart green lotus fire, which was quietly floating in the center of the altar and coveted by countless Cultivators, emitted a slight tremor, and then, like a young swallow returning to the forest, was pulled into Gu Yi's palm by a gentle yet irresistible suction force.

The violent Heaven and Earth exotic fire became instantly docile the moment it touched the Origin of the Creation Immortal Body.

Gu Yi turned his wrist, conjured a ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Jade Box he had previously exchanged from the villain shop, placed the green lotus fire into it with fluid movements, clicked the lock shut with a "clack," and stored it in his storage ring.

[Ding!]

[Detected that the host has snatched the Spirit Treasure Opportunity that the Son of Luck (Lin Tian) found after a life-and-death struggle!]

[Villain Points +3000.]

"Giggle..."

Deep in his Sea of Consciousness, Ji Meier's seductive, bone-melting laughter rippled out.

Her phantom condensed in Gu Yi's mind, a pair of fox-like eyes sparkling with uncontrollable charm. She stretched out her illusory, lotus-root-like arms, wrapped them around Gu Yi's neck very naturally, and brought her red lips to his ear.

"To be so decisive when snatching things, you really are an adorable little bad guy."

Ji Meier's voice was husky and alluring. "Big sister likes this straightforwardness of yours, where you just take everything and don't waste words. When we go back tonight, big sister will definitely reward you well."

Gu Yi chuckled in his heart, and his Divine Sense took the Opportunity to pinch Ji Meier's illusory waist.

"With those words from big sister, I will definitely return to my room early tonight and wait for you on the bed."

The two of them were flirting with each other in their minds in a relaxed and comfortable manner.

Meanwhile, in reality, Lin Tian, who was being stepped on, was experiencing the slow torture of his Dao Heart collapsing.

He watched helplessly as the hope he had risked half his life for, and even overdrafted his vitality to reach, was packed into a pocket by Gu Yi as if it were some inconspicuous little trinket.

That was his Spirit Fire!

That was his only hope to repair his Foundation, to hold his head high at the Sect competition, and to awaken that Senior inside the ring!

"Give it back to me... That is mine!"

The corners of Lin Tian's eyes were torn apart, and blood flowed down his eye sockets, making his face look like a vengeful ghost seeking a life. He frantically waved his only remaining intact left hand, trying to grab Gu Yi's hem, but was mercilessly repelled by that seemingly thin layer of protective True Qi.

The huge disparity and the despair of his dreams being shattered were like a rusty, blunt knife, churning crazily in Lin Tian's brain.

Why?

He had gone through life and death in this killing array, broken his arm, bled dry, only to finally reach this altar. Why could Gu Yi, without shedding a single drop of sweat, without even a speck of dust on his clothes, easily take away everything that belonged to him!

He clutched that lusterless mysterious black iron ring tightly, channeling all his will into a hysterical scream, frantically crashing against that sealed Divine Soul space.

"Senior! Senior, wake up!"

"He snatched our Spirit Fire! Come out and help me kill him! Kill him!"

A beast-like whimper sounded from Lin Tian's throat. He was unwilling to accept this; he was clearly the Genius favored by fate, he had clearly just touched the edge of his rise!

Gu Yi felt the powerless struggle coming from beneath his feet and lowered his head slightly.

Looking at this treasure-hunting rat who had fallen into madness and was pinning his last shred of hope on a piece of scrap iron ring, the smile on Gu Yi's lips faded slightly, turning into a look of faint pity.

"Don't waste your effort."

Gu Yi's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible in the empty cavern. "Even if you scream until your throat breaks, that ring will not give you any response."

Lin Tian's body shook violently, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Gu Yi, and a broken, hoarse roar came from his throat.

"What do you know! Senior is just in a deep sleep! As long as there is Spirit Fire..."

He wanted to continue arguing, but Gu Yi was too lazy to listen to such meaningless clamoring.

Gu Yi increased the force under his foot slightly, breaking the last two ribs in Lin Tian's chest and forcibly cutting off his words.