Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2225: Chapter 2226: Release

The pitch-black orb emerged from Lin Chen’s brows, and in the instant it formed into a sphere, it fell from it.

With a thud, as the orb hit the ground, it surprisingly didn’t shatter; instead, it rolled to a slightly slanted spot.

”Damn it!”

As the orb rolled away, Zheng Chuanhai’s eyes turned red, filled with bloodshot veins, making him look especially ferocious.

No wonder he was so angry, having prepared meticulously for so long, only to have his plans ruined by an unknown fat man. This feeling was truly unbearable.

He slowly got up from the ground, his clothes shattered by the impact just now, turning into strips of cloth fluttering in the wind.

The bloodstains lingered on these strips of cloth, but Zheng Chuanhai seemed oblivious to them.

He looked painfully at the orb fallen to the ground and then gazed at the fat man in the distance.

But this glance made Zheng Chuanhai extremely furious.

At this point, the fat man was just like an outsider, somehow holding a piece of pork knuckle, gnawing on it, as though he never stopped eating except when doing things.

Zheng Chuanhai became even angrier, and amidst his rage, a black aura quickly climbed onto his body while his life force rapidly decayed, from looking like a young man to turning into a withered old man.

His skin seemed to be pulled by some unknown force, the flesh and blood waning, making the entire person’s skin sag wrinkly over Zheng Chuanhai, emitting threads of black smoke entwining him.

This black smoke, as before, was filled with a sense of despair, even his sunken eye sockets carried this aura, making a light glance of eyes as if dragging people into that abyss of darkness.

He dragged a long knife, the blade scraping against the hard rocky ground, sending out sparks accompanied by a piercing sound echoing across the hall.

”I will make you pay the price!”

Zheng Chuanhai shouted in anger, and his cultivation surged rapidly along with this angry roar, so much so that in just a moment, his cultivation broke through to the seventh stage of the Ling Tai realm!

He moved instantly, like a ghostly remnant, leaving only the tip of the blade half an inch away, with the fierce cold light attacking fiercely.

Such an attack left Chen Jie and others in a daze, but the fat man seemed unfazed, punching forward, his fist carrying a force that could seize souls, appearing ordinary yet equally matched.

In the next instant, as his fist was thrown, the two clashed in mid-air, producing a cracking sound that only grew more intense, followed by the scattered fragments of crystal.

The fat man, with just one hand, actually blocked the formidable blade, shattering it without any decline in vigor!

This scene left Zheng Chuanhai in shock, his withered face revealing an incredulous look.

”How is this possible...”

He trembled with fear, unable to believe the scene before him. This was his strongest strike, yet even in such a state, the fat man didn’t so much as flinch.

He was like a bottomless pond, its depth unknown.

As the blade shattered, the momentum did not decrease and transferred to Zheng Chuanhai, as if a tornado tearing through his body.

But at this moment, Zheng Chuanhai had lost the will to resist. Using such a secret technique symbolized a point of no return. Even if he could kill the fat man in front of him, his life could not be restored.

It was just to vent the rage in his heart.

...

In a brief span, Zheng Chuanhai’s body disappeared, everything seemingly returning to calm, the blood on the ground vanishing as if it was never there, only the sturdy men nailed to the giant pillars remained, indicating the unrest here.

”Thank you, young hero, for saving us...”

At this moment, Sun Tianming also reacted, but with his legs broken, he couldn’t stand, only slightly bowing towards the fat man in gratitude.

If not for the appearance of such a mysterious and powerful person, this situation would indeed have been a sure death.

But the fat man, seemingly silent, ignored Sun Tianming’s words, pulling out more food to continue eating, as if nothing mattered more to him.

Um...

Sun Tianming was momentarily stunned, before he could say more, he watched the fat man leave for the hall’s exit. This scene left Sun Tianming and Chen Jie exchanging glances, struggling to understand the fat man’s motives.

As the fat man gradually walked away, Sun Tianming could only shake his head, deemed him a hermit sage.

Although the danger was gone, their injuries remained. After he left, Sun Tianming couldn’t help but take out some pill bottles used for healing from his ring.

Whether used externally or internally, they exerted every effort to recover the injuries within their bodies.

Chen Jie did the same, though her injuries were better than Sun Tianming’s. After taking a few pills, she went over to Lin Chen.

He was still unconscious, his originally cross-legged posture now lying on the ground, with a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead, as if enduring pain.

Seeing this, Chen Jie sighed, pulling a pill from her bosom to feed it to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen instinctively swallowed, and a medicinal power soothed his injuries, and in his sea of consciousness, he couldn’t help but feel a wave of comfort.

”Hey, don’t be afraid, I won’t do anything like that person to steal your nest, you don’t need to be so guarded against me...”

In that sea of consciousness, even though faced with numerous attacks, Lin Chen’s consciousness though fuzzy yet filled with great vigilance.

Even Su Yan, who bestowed him the Cultivation Technique, made Lin Chen feel uncomfortable to this extent in his consciousness.

”Look, I’ve already chased that person away for you, now that you’re so weak, if I wanted something, you’d be gone by now.”

Su Yan coaxed gently, even letting out a sigh.

”If your mind wavers again, you might not need to do anything more, you’d end up hurting yourself.” Su Yan reminded again.

Lin Chen’s heart skipped a beat, remembering his precarious situation, he quickly composed himself, starting to heal the injuries within, not daring to delay.

As for Su Yan, he sat quietly a short distance away, his ethereal form gazing at Lin Chen, occasionally nodding slightly.