1. Another Siege
Lin Ye’s steps quickened, his body and mind driven by an indescribable sense of urgency. Just when he thought he had temporarily evaded his pursuers, a familiar murderous aura descended once more. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and saw a group of figures in ancient robes slowly closing in on him. Each one exuded a powerful aura, and the air seemed to grow heavier as they approached, carrying with it an irresistible sense of oppression.
The eyes of these cultivators were cold and resolute, and they surrounded Lin Ye, trapping him completely. Lin Ye’s heart raced, and the pressure on him grew unbearable. It was clear that these cultivators were no ordinary pursuers; their auras were immensely powerful, and they had evidently sensed the demonic power within him. They seemed to possess targeted methods to counteract that very power.
One of the cultivators slowly spoke: "Lin Ye, surrender. The demonic power within you is something we can control."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than several sharp attacks came mercilessly toward Lin Ye, the force of the strikes so intense that he could scarcely avoid them.
2. The Backlash of Demonic Power
Lin Ye gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm. Facing the siege of these cultivators, he knew he had no choice but to use the residual demonic power within him to fight back. Though the power terrified him, at this critical moment, he had no other option.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to draw upon the demonic energy inside him. However, the fluctuations of this power made him feel an intense sense of unease. The demonic energy was no longer stable; it was now erratic, sometimes overwhelming, and at other times weak and uncontrollable. Every time he tried to channel it outward, the power would backfire, causing excruciating pain throughout his body.
It felt as though his flesh and blood were being torn apart by countless sharp blades, the pain so intense it was nearly unbearable.
"Dammit! Why is it like this?" Lin Ye roared inwardly, desperately trying to control the unstable demonic energy. But that violent force remained uncontrollable, only causing him more suffering.
3. Trapped in a Deadlock
As time passed, Lin Ye’s injuries worsened. The cultivators around him continued to launch relentless attacks, sending more talismans and spells raining down upon him. He was forced into a corner, unable to retaliate. These attacks were filled with special runes designed to suppress demonic energy, and every time Lin Ye tried to fight back, he felt a wave of agony, as though his very soul was being ripped apart.
His dragon scales began to crack under the constant barrage, blood spurting from his wounds. Despite the residual demonic power within him, its control became increasingly difficult, turning into a burden instead. Struggling to endure the excruciating pain in his body, he tried to steady himself, but soon the cultivators’ attacks struck again, knocking him to the ground.
"I can’t die here… no!" Lin Ye’s heart surged with a wave of resistance, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that if this continued, he would surely be killed by these cultivators. But he was powerless to fight back, trapped in a hopeless situation.
4. Conclusion
Lin Ye’s situation grew increasingly perilous. Could he survive the siege of these cultivators? What had gone wrong with the demonic power inside him, and how could he control it? At this moment, his only option was to search for a slim chance of survival and struggle to turn the tide.
With each strike that landed, his body and mind were pushed to the brink of collapse. In this desperate situation, would Lin Ye find a glimmer of hope and break free from his predicament?
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