Chapter 9

In that moment of life and death, as Lin Fengjin made his move, he also felt an indescribable sharp pain in his chest. It was the sword hidden in the flute that had flown like lightning, piercing straight into his chest, even penetrating to his back!

The scorching sensation immediately seeped deep into Lin Fengjin's body, followed by a chilling cold that spread, causing his lungs to be injured and making him cough violently.

But at that moment, the stone that Lin Fengjin had thrown out also produced a dull whistling sound, spinning at high speed and smashing heavily into Fan Dongliu's nose! Blood and broken stone splattered simultaneously!

In that instant, even the quietly falling moonlight seemed to be,

So, outrageously, intense!!!

With a dull, heavy thud, this blow was Lin Fengjin's all-out, life-or-death attack, equivalent to a home run-level heavy strike on Fan Dongliu's handsome face!

This blow was thrown with all the strength Lin Fengjin could muster from head to toe. The hard pebble, upon hitting the enemy's face, also produced a puff of gray smoke and shattered into three pieces with a crack.

Fan Dongliu, who was hit, fared even worse. The stone struck his nasal bone heavily, shattering it into over a dozen pieces, which then pierced sharply into the facial bones behind!

The immense force continued to transmit inward, and the fragile nasal bones, unable to withstand such force, caused the frontal sinus bone plates to shatter, which in turn caved inward, violently shaking the delicate brain behind.

This situation inevitably led to Fan Dongliu's vision going black, temporarily losing his balance. At the same time, his face was wracked with excruciating pain, tears and blood streaming down, his ears ringing, and he almost temporarily lost his hearing and sight!

As Lin Fengjin had deduced, Fan Dongliu, who was already severely injured and fleeing, was also at the end of his strength! The corpse poison was constantly eroding his body, and the ritual to draw Lin Fengjin's life force was forcibly interrupted, and he was also hit by the yin-erosive fluid vomited by the chi monster!

Although the yin-erosive fluid's corrupting power was useless to Fan Dongliu, it was not just a corrupting effect; its toxicity and corrosiveness were also extremely strong. This meant that while Lin Fengjin was almost driven to the brink of death during the chase, Fan Dongliu was also at the end of his strength.

Of course, the main reason Lin Fengjin could hold on until now was that Fan Dongliu had always wanted to capture him alive. By the time Fan Dongliu realized the situation was out of control and decided to kill, his body was already struggling to keep up.

At this moment, the stone that Lin Fengjin threw with all his might played a decisive role, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back!

Lin Fengjin panted heavily, feeling a series of golden stars flashing before his eyes. The massive blood loss made him feel parched, as if his mouth were on fire. But he tore off the cloth from his chest wound, squeezed out the semi-coagulated blood into his mouth, and swallowed it without flinching, then crawled towards the unconscious Fan Dongliu with great difficulty.

"He must die!"

"He has to die!"

"I must kill him, or once he regains consciousness, I will be the one to die! Even my family won't survive!"

"I... must kill him!"

At this moment, Lin Fengjin, who was also on the brink of death, somehow found the strength to grit his teeth and crawl forward. The light in his eyes was almost burning fiercely. He was about ten meters away from the fallen Fan Dongliu, but it took him five or six minutes to crawl that distance.

Finally reaching the enemy's side, Lin Fengjin's pale, spasming, and cold fingers immediately grabbed the collar of Fan Dongliu's shirt. At that moment, looking at Fan Dongliu's exposed neck, he suddenly felt an overwhelming hunger, and his cells seemed to be screaming wildly!

Lin Fengjin immediately pressed down without hesitation, opened his mouth, and bit into Fan Dongliu's right neck, his blood-soaked teeth clamping down and severing the carotid artery. A warm, metallic taste immediately filled Lin Fengjin's mouth.

This action drained Lin Fengjin of his last bit of strength. He could only breathe through his nose, swallowing in large gulps, while feeling his own blood slowly flowing out of the chest wound, his body temperature gradually dropping, and his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred.

But the only thing Lin Fengjin could do at this moment was to force himself to bite down, not to stop, and never to stop!

Suddenly, a warm current flowed from his mouth and quickly spread throughout his body. Lin Fengjin gained strength and began to suck more frantically. He vaguely realized that what he was drawing from his mouth was not just blood but something else!

More directly, the purple aura above Lin Fengjin's head, which had almost faded to invisibility, now coiled around Fan Dongliu's much larger purple aura like a giant snake, attempting to devour it like a whale swallowing an elephant!

After about twenty seconds, Fan Dongliu's chest and abdomen began to heave wildly, clearly realizing the dire situation. His hands and feet twitched uncontrollably, but despite his desperate struggle, Lin Fengjin, with some unknown strength, pressed him down, pinning him in place.

Fan Dongliu finally lost his composure and screamed:

"You... you!! How could you possibly dodge my flute sword? Unless, unless you have already obtained... the power of destiny, but you just woke up, how could your soul withstand the intense impact of the awakening of the power of destiny?"

"I have lived two lives, my soul is naturally much stronger than yours!"

Lin Fengjin cursed inwardly. Hearing Fan Dongliu's words, he would naturally have many questions, but if he thought Lin Fengjin would open his mouth to ask, he would be gravely mistaken. At this moment, Lin Fengjin could already clearly feel that what he was drawing from Fan Dongliu's throat was not just blood. Although he did not know what it was, he was certain it was not only important to him but also crucial to his survival!

Not everyone has the experience of being bitten on the neck, let alone feeling their blood being sucked away, their muscles and blood vessels being severed by sharp teeth!

But even in this situation, Fan Dongliu remained calm and made the most advantageous move for himself, saying the most advantageous words. If Lin Fengjin, who was pressing him down, slightly opened his mouth to ask, giving him a moment to catch his breath, just a moment, he could activate his final survival technique and turn the tables!

But Lin Fengjin really did not give him... even... a... single... chance!!!

The MIT double Ph.D. with a gentle and refined demeanor, the Lin family's young master who could squat by the roadside to eat a bowl of noodles, the elderly child who always smiled at his servants... all of these were just appearances, disguises.

At this critical moment of life and death, what Fan Dongliu saw in the twisted face was resilience, ruthlessness, and even a stubborn animal nature that, once seizing an opportunity, would never let go!

In fact, without such madness and stubbornness, how could Lin Fengjin have risen from an orphan in his previous life to such a high social status?

Even if you cut off my head, I will never let go!

At this moment, Fan Dongliu's entire body trembled, half from pain and half from intense frustration. The ambitious and determined man never imagined that fate would arrange for him to meet this humble and weak young man, only to cast him in the role of...

Prey.

What a perfect irony, to be hunted by the very food he saw before him! Even more bizarrely, his performance had been so perfect, and his journey so smooth, I, I cannot accept this!

As time passed, Lin Fengjin suddenly realized that he could no longer draw anything, and the body he was pressing down on was emitting an indescribable heat!

When a person unconsciously grabs a hot coal, they will instinctively let go. Lin Fengjin's instinctive reaction was the same, and he suddenly sprang up. Only after doing so did he realize that the body beneath him was almost certainly dead, not a burning campfire or a red-hot iron block.

What happened next was almost incomprehensible to Lin Fengjin.

Fan Dongliu's body became as hot and red as a burning coal, like a red-hot iron, the heat so intense that bubbles and steam rose from the nearby small pond.

However, this strange phenomenon did not last long. The red glow quickly faded, but it did not dissipate naturally. To put it simply, if you throw a red-hot coal into a water tank, it will definitely hiss and turn black and wet.

But the redness on the body now seemed to be drawn to a point within Fan Dongliu's body, rapidly converging from all directions. And in this redness, most of what it touched, including the flute, instantly turned to ashes!