During the flow of the two streams of Qi, collisions would occasionally occur, bringing Shen Jingqi unbearable pain each time. Yet he gritted his teeth and persisted. His body twisted in agony, his clothes soaked with sweat, but his gaze remained resolute.
"Just a bit more, just a bit more!" Shen Jingqi encouraged himself in his heart. He continuously adjusted the speed and intensity of the Qi flow, trying to find that perfect balance point.
Time passed second by second, and Shen Jingqi didn't know how many times he had attempted, how many times he had failed. His body was on the verge of collapse, his consciousness gradually becoming blurry. But a belief always supported him: "I must succeed!"
Just when he was about to despair, suddenly, he felt a wondrous sensation arise from within his body. It was like a spring breeze on his face, warm and comfortable. He discovered that the Yang Qi and Cold Yin Qi were merging, forming a new kind of power.
This power flowed slowly through his meridians, like a clear stream, nourishing his body. His pain vanished without a trace, replaced by an unprecedented sense of comfort.
"I've made it!" Shen Jingqi was ecstatic in his heart. He opened his eyes, excitement flashing in his eyes. He felt his Spiritual Power and the Cold Yin Qi from the Dark Power merging, forming a ceaselessly surging force.
This force surged continuously within him, and he clenched his fists, feeling the power converge on them.
However, just as he was immersed in this joy, suddenly, a more powerful Dark Power surged from the depths of the altar. It was like a raging tide, carrying endless malice and evil, rushing toward Shen Jingqi.
Shen Jingqi was startled, but he wasn't flustered. He quickly concentrated his strength, mobilizing the newly merged Yin-Yang Power. "Come on, let me see how powerful this force truly is!" he shouted, charging towards the Dark Power.
The Dark Power, like a ferocious beast, pounced on Shen Jingqi with claws and fangs bared. Shen Jingqi waved his hands, transforming the Yin-Yang Power into rays of light, shooting toward the Dark Power. The light collided with the Dark Power, creating a deafening roar.
The Dark Power struggled violently under the impact of the light. It constantly changed shapes, trying to break free from the light's constraints. But Shen Jingqi wouldn't give it this chance; he kept increasing his power output, unleashing the full potential of the Yin-Yang Power.
In the ancient ruins shrouded in darkness, the wind howled as if countless vengeful spirits were lamenting. Shen Jingqi stood before the altar, his gaze like a torch, staring intently at the malevolent Dark Power continuously surging and exuding. His fists were tightly clenched, knuckles white from effort, with sweat beads rolling down his forehead, soaking his slightly disheveled clothes.
"Seal it for me!" Shen Jingqi roared, his voice echoing in the storm with irrefutable determination.
A massive rune flew from his hand like a golden lightning bolt, tearing through the dark night sky. The rune shimmered with mysterious light, carrying immense power, enveloping the Dark Power. The Dark Power seemed to sense the threat, emitting a piercing scream, its voice like a ghostly wail, sending chills down one's spine.
Shen Jingqi gritted his teeth, veins popping on his forehead. Determination and resolve shone in his eyes, with only one thought in his heart: to seal this Dark Power. The Dark Power relentlessly attacked the rune, trying to break free from its chains. It was like a trapped beast, constantly struggling and roaring, each impact causing the rune to tremble slightly.
Yet the rune shone with a mysterious light, as if it contained endless power. That light was like warm sunlight, yet it carried an irresistible majesty. The Dark Power's assaults seemed insignificant before the rune, each one easily neutralized. The rune firmly trapped the Dark Power, like a massive cage, leaving it no escape.
Seizing the opportunity, Shen Jingqi increased his energy infusion, his body trembling slightly, his complexion turning pale as paper. But he didn't back down at all; he knew, this was the final chance. The rune's light grew more dazzling, like the most brilliant star in the night sky. The Dark Power's struggles became increasingly feeble under the rune's suppression.
At this moment, the altar suddenly emitted a violent tremor. The tremor, akin to an earthquake, shook the entire ruins. Shen Jingqi staggered, almost falling to the ground.
A mysterious power surged from the altar, like a turbulent tide, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura. It enveloped the shadow as if intending to engulf it.
The Dark Power seemed to sense the threat of this mysterious power, its struggle turned even more frenzied. It constantly twisted and deformed, trying to escape the dual binding of the rune and mysterious power. But the rune and mysterious power worked in unison, forming a powerful sealing network, giving the Dark Power nowhere to flee. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs N0velFire.ɴet
Shen Jingqi watched all of this in tension, his heart racing, his breathing becoming rapid.
Suddenly, the Dark Power let out a cry of despair. The sound, like coming from the abyss of Hell, filled with terror. Shen Jingqi's heart tightened, knowing the Dark Power might have reached its limit.
Indeed, the Dark Power's struggles grew weaker. Its glow gradually dimmed, like a candle about to go out. Finally, the Dark Power was completely absorbed by the rune, sealed within the altar.
The surrounding storm gradually subsided, and the world returned to tranquility. The gale stopped howling, and darkness slowly dissipated. Sunlight broke through the clouds, casting a warmth over the ancient ruins.
Shen Jingqi collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. His body was utterly exhausted, every muscle aching unbearably. Yet, his gaze was filled with joy,
However, he couldn't completely relax. He knew the appearance of this Dark Power was not a coincidence. In these ancient ruins, there must be some unknown secret hidden. He began to recall the fragments of his arrival here, trying to find some clues.
He remembered when he first arrived at the ruins, he felt an inexplicable oppression. That oppression seemed to come from the depths of the ruins, filling him with unease. He also recalled encountering some strange symbols and patterns during the exploration. Those symbols and patterns he had never seen before, but they gave him a familiar feeling, as if he'd seen them somewhere.
"What do these symbols and patterns represent? And what is their connection with this Dark Power?" Shen Jingqi pondered silently. He tried to recall the specific appearance of those symbols and patterns but found his memory becoming hazy.