As he chanted the incantation, Shen Jingqi's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and the beads of sweat on his forehead continuously rolled down, soaking the green stone ground beneath him. Although the intense pain still existed, like countless fine needles wantonly stirring in his mind, it could no longer ravage his brain as it did before.
He felt his consciousness gradually clear up, as if breaking free from a swirling vortex of darkness, a faint glimmer of light gradually emerged before him. He took a deep breath, the breath trembling slightly, and then exhaled slowly, feeling the warmth and strength of life, as if clutching a lifeline in the darkness.
Shen Jingqi felt his strength slowly recovering.
"Jingqi, how do you feel?" Li Baiyu's voice was filled with concern. He watched Shen Jingqi intently, his eyes full of worry.
Shen Jingqi opened his mouth slightly, his voice hoarse and weak: "Still... alright, I... I can hold on."
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However, at this moment, the Dark Power suddenly launched a fierce counterattack. It was like a rushing torrent, carrying endless malice and evil, attempting to engulf Shen Jingqi and the others with the force of an overwhelming tidal wave.
The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by this Dark Power, with the wind howling, sand and stones flying, and the world plunging into darkness. Shen Jingqi felt an immense pressure surging towards him, as if it wanted to crush his body.
"Something's wrong!" Shen Jingqi was startled, gritting his teeth, he desperately resisted the onslaught of the Dark Power. Under its impact, his body trembled violently, like a leaf swaying in a stormy wind.
Li Baiyu grabbed his arm.
Shen Jingqi endured the severe pain, his mind racing. He recalled the Spiritual Defense Technique he had learned before, but at this moment, relying solely on it was not sufficient to fend off this formidable Dark Power.
"Yin-Yang Balance Technique... Yin-Yang Balance Technique..." Shen Jingqi muttered to himself, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him as he thought of a way to combine the Spiritual Defense with the Yin-Yang Balance Technique.
He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and began to mobilize the Spiritual Power within him. The Spiritual Power was like a tiny stream, struggling to flow under the oppression of the Dark Power.
"With the heart as the guide, the mind as the shield, Spiritual Defense, protect me completely!"
Shen Jingqi shouted, his voice resounding in the gale. With the incantation spoken, a faint glow emitted from his body, forming a transparent shield that temporarily blocked the intrusion of the Dark Power.
But this was only temporary, as the Dark Power continued to bombard the shield, causing its glow to flicker uncertainly, seemingly about to extinguish at any moment.
"Not enough, still need the Yin-Yang Balance Technique," Shen Jingqi thought to himself, he began to try integrating the Yin-Yang Balance Technique into the Spiritual Defense.
He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of the air around him. He found that the Dark Power contained an extreme Cold Yin Qi, while his Spiritual Power leaned towards Yang Qi.
"Yin and Yang generate each other, Yin and Yang counter each other, use Yang to overcome Yin, use Yin to support Yang."
Shen Jingqi silently chanted the incantation of the Yin-Yang Balance Technique in his heart. Slowly closing his eyes, he allowed himself to enter a state of tranquility, sensing the flow of Qi within his body.
He began adjusting his breath, inhaling slowly, the breath like a fine silk thread entering his body through his nostrils. But as it circulated within his body, he encountered a problem. The Yang Qi, which should have been like a galloping stallion running freely through his meridians, now felt like a caged beast, restless; while the Cold Yin Qi flowed as slowly as an icy stream, seemingly about to freeze any moment.
Shen Jingqi grit his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat cascading like raindrops. He struggled to direct the Yang Qi, attempting to bring it closer to the Cold Yin Qi. "Merge for me!" he roared in his mind. However, the moment the two Qis came into contact, they clashed violently like irreconcilable enemies.
"Ah!" Shen Jingqi let out a painful groan. His body seemed torn in half, one part was a scorching flame, the fire like it was burning his soul to ashes, every inch of skin felt like it was on a scorching grill; the other part was icy cold, the chill like sharp icy blades piercing into his marrow, making him involuntarily shiver.
His consciousness plunged into chaos once again, his mind flooded with countless images flashing swiftly yet indistinctly. He saw himself engulfed in a sea of flames, surrounded by blazing fires, the flames licking his body as he desperately ran, but could never escape this fiery cage.
Then, the scene shifted, and he found himself in a world of ice and snow. The wind howled, snowflakes sliced his face like blades, his body covered in a thick layer of ice, immobilized. He wanted to shout, but found his throat frozen, unable to utter a sound.
Shen Jingqi tried to calm himself, attempting to regain a sliver of clarity from the chaotic consciousness. He recalled the essence of the Yin-Yang Balance Technique, "Yin and Yang generate each other, counter each other, only by finding that subtle balance point can true power be unleashed."
He tried once again to adjust his breath, this time, being more meticulous. He first allowed the Yang Qi to flow slowly like a gentle stream, then at certain acupoints, attempted to introduce a thread of Cold Yin Qi. However, as soon as this thread of Cold Yin Qi entered, it triggered another clash between the two Qis.
Shen Jingqi's body trembled violently, his face pale as paper, his lips bitten till they bled profusely. He felt his internal organs churning violently, as if about to be burst by this force. "Am I really incapable?" he thought despairingly to himself.
Just then, he suddenly heard Li Baiyu's voice: "Jingqi, hold on! You can do it!" The voice seemed to come from afar, yet carried immense power, jolting him awake.
"Yes, I can't give up! I still have friends waiting for me, I can't let them down!" Shen Jingqi rekindled his fighting spirit. He focused again, starting a new round of attempts.
This time, he wasn't in a hurry for success, but slowed down his pace. He first relaxed his body completely, feeling the flow of every breath. He discovered that when the Yang Qi flowed within the Meridian Ren, the Cold Yin Qi seemed to respond weakly within the Du Meridian.
"Could this be the opportunity?" Shen Jingqi thought to himself. He cautiously guided the Yang Qi to flow slowly within the Meridian Ren, while attempting to let the Cold Yin Qi resonate with it within the Du Meridian.