funbook-pk Chapter 643: Death Returns
Chapter 643: Death Returns
It was freezing cold, so freezing cold that even the soul seemed to be frozen.
This was Lin Wei's last feeling before she faded from consciousness. A sharp pain shot through her throat, and her life slipped away like a flood. Before her was Mo Chen's hideous, yet smug face. The finger sword in his hand was still dripping with her warm blood, and his fingertips gleamed with a poisonous light.
"How come you are so strong..." She used up her last bit of strength to ask this question.
She could no longer hear the answer. Darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing up her last remaining consciousness. Life was gone, breath was gone, and her body fell limply to the cold stone ground. The hideous wound on her neck silently told of the tragedy that had just occurred.
Mo Chen stood aside, breathing heavily, his face a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and a subtle greed. He confirmed that Lin Wei was no longer breathing and her heart was no longer beating, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, a glint of ruthlessness and pride in his eyes.
"Lin Wei, Lin Wei, your spiritual pattern leather armor is mine now!" Mo Chen was about to step forward and strip off the Lin family spiritual pattern leather armor on Lin Wei.
Lin Wei's already ice-cold body, the edge of the nearly fatal wound on her neck, suddenly glowed with a faint, almost imperceptible, pale golden light. The light was so subtle, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.
Then, "silk threads" thinner than hair, with an ancient golden color and covered with mysterious and complex vine leaf patterns, quietly emerged from the depths of her wounds and even from the pores of her limbs.
These golden "threads" seemed to possess life, rapidly interweaving, entwining, and growing around the wound! Like the most sophisticated medical instruments, or divine objects possessing self-awareness, they quickly wrapped around Lin Wei's ruptured trachea and blood vessels. The damaged muscle fibers were gently yet domineeringly pulled, stitched, and repaired by the golden threads.
"Lin's Golden Vine Pattern"!
This is a secret passed down through generations of the Lin family, a mysterious power hidden deep within the bloodline. It's not a technique or martial art, but more like a protective mark of the very source of life. Legend has it that only when the Lin family bloodline is facing complete extinction, on the brink of death, will this dormant golden vine pattern fully activate, unleashing a terrifying force capable of reversing life and death!
Lin Wei's ancestors had relied on this pattern to rise from the ashes and turn defeat into victory amidst a siege. However, this power came at a great cost. Each activation was like a burning of life, and it would never manifest unless absolutely necessary.
At this moment, the mysterious golden vine pattern was repairing Lin Wei's dying body at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The pale golden glow grew stronger and stronger, and the face, once as pale as paper, gradually regained a hint of color. The heart that had originally stopped beating, nourished by the golden vine pattern, emitted a weak but firm "dong" sound like a silent ancient bell!
One sound, another sound...
The heartbeat changes from weak to strong, from slow to steady.
Mo Chen's fingers froze in mid-air as he stared in horror at the incredible scene before him. The pale golden light and the mysterious patterns sent a chill and fear rising from the depths of his heart.
"What the hell is this?!" He screamed and stepped back repeatedly.
Lin Wei's eyelids trembled slightly.
It was as if a stone had been dropped into the dark, silent sea of consciousness, sending ripples cascading down. Then, a radiant light pierced the darkness! A vast, majestic, warm current, brimming with vitality and power, surged from every limb into her sea of consciousness, washing over her dying soul.
The feeling of having died once was so real and unforgettable. The despair of fading vitality and the coldness of fading consciousness were etched deep into her soul like a brand.
As her consciousness refocused and her perception returned to her body, Lin Wei "saw" the changes within her body. The mysterious golden vine patterns spread throughout her body like blood vessels, nourishing and tempering every inch of her skin and every meridian with this warm and powerful force.
The wound on her neck had completely disappeared, leaving only a faint, almost imperceptible golden mark, like a mysterious totem. Furthermore, she could clearly feel that her physical strength, the resilience of her meridians, the capacity of her Dantian Qi Sea, and even her affinity with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had undergone a tremendous, qualitative leap!
The bottleneck that had troubled her for a long time was now as easy as paper and broke away on its own!
Great Perfection of the Earth Realm… Small Perfection of the Heaven Realm… Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm… Peak of the Heaven Realm…
No! Still improving!
An indescribable powerful force roared and surged within her body. Her meridians were widened and tempered to be as crystal clear as glass. The originally thin spiritual energy within her Dantian Qi Sea had become as viscous and pure as liquid, and was still madly compressing and condensing!
Heavenly realm!
She actually broke through the shackles of several major realms, soared all the way, and finally stayed steadily at the peak of the heavenly realm!
From a genius at the peak of the Earth Realm, he suddenly became a powerful man at the peak of the Heaven Realm!
This kind of leap is simply horrifying and it goes against fate!
This was the terrifying gift brought by the "Lin Family Golden Vine Pattern" after it reversed life and death! It not only repaired her body, but also completely stimulated the potential deep in her bloodline, pushing her cultivation to a height she had never dared to think of before!
Lin Wei slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes, once clear and bright, brimming with a gentle smile, now became incomparably deep and icy, like a frozen pond that hadn't melted for millennia. Beneath the waters, two blazing black flames burned—a terrifying gaze of utter coldness and death, intertwined with the uttermost hatred and rage!
She died once.
The innocence, trust, and warmth of the past were all completely buried on the cold stone ground with that death. Now, the one who crawled back from hell was no longer the kind and harmless Lin Wei, but a Shura whose heart was filled with only the obsession of revenge!
"You...you're not dead?!"
Mo Chen looked at Lin Wei who was slowly sitting up from the ground. Especially when he saw the wound on her neck that had disappeared without a trace, and the strange, cold look in her eyes that was full of endless murderous intent, he was frightened out of his wits. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
How can this be? !
The throat was pierced, and life was cut off. He saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears! Even if it was a god who came down to earth, there was no way he could come back alive so easily, and even... not even have a single injury?!
If this isn't witchcraft, what is it?!
Lin Wei didn't answer him.
She didn't even look at him twice, as if in her eyes, Mo Chen was no different from the stones on the roadside. The only difference was that this stone had to be crushed!
She slowly stood up, her movements somewhat stiff but with a strange rhythm. She moved her neck, and the bones rubbed against each other, making a slight but clear "crackling" sound.
With every rotation, Mo Chen's heart skipped a beat, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Lin Wei stretched her limbs, feeling the overwhelming power surging within her, almost bursting forth. This sense of power was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Every movement seemed to resonate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Within her dantian, the spiritual energy was as potent as the vast ocean, and her meridians were strong enough to withstand the violent impact of this force.
The peak of heavenly realm!
This realm that was once out of reach is now at her feet.
She lowered her head and looked at her hands. Her white fingers were slender and long, yet they held a power capable of destroying the universe. She gently clenched her fists, and a soft, audible explosion filled the air.
"Ho...ho ho..." Mo Chen let out a terrified hoarse sound from his throat. He felt like he was being stared at by a giant beast that had awakened from ancient times. The pressure that came from the depths of his soul made it difficult for him to even breathe.
"Monster...monster! Are you a human or a ghost?!" Mo Chen roared fiercely but weakly, trying to give himself courage. At the same time, he kept backing away, looking for an opportunity to escape.