From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 282 Xiao Yao Seizes the Magic Treasure: The Pinnacle of Glory

The sound of the auctioneer's gavel still seemed to echo in my ears. I followed closely behind Guard Lin, and my figure shot out of the auction house like an arrow.

As you pass through layers of shadows, the stone path beneath your feet becomes blurred.

The surrounding scenery rushed past until a twisted black vortex appeared before my eyes, like the gaping maw of a monster.

Guard Lin said that this is the entrance to the endless abyss, and the ancient magic weapon is right here inside.

Without the slightest hesitation, I leaped in.

A strong sense of weightlessness washed over me, and the piercing wind howled in my ears, as if it were about to tear me apart.

When I could see my surroundings again, I found myself in a strange space.

It was gloomy and damp here, with a stench of decay permeating the air.

Twisted runes were carved on the surrounding stone walls, emitting a dim light.

The light of the ancient artifact flickered among these runes, like a firefly trapped in a spider web, both distant and close at hand.

I took a deep breath, steadied myself, and was about to walk toward the magic treasure when I suddenly felt a tremor beneath my feet.

Before I could react, countless sharp spikes burst forth from the ground and shot towards me!

I quickly dodged, the sharp spikes grazing my clothes and carrying a foul stench, clearly poisoned.

I realized that this was not an endless abyss, but a trap that someone had set here long ago.

I quickly made a judgment, and spiritual power surged in my hand, condensing into a shield of light.

The light shield withstood wave after wave of attacks, with the sounds of sharp blades cutting through the air and the roar of traps and mechanisms filling the air.

I tried my best to dodge, but I still couldn't avoid being scratched, and the stinging pain came from all over my body.

Blood stained my clothes and dripped onto the damp ground, making a "drip-drip" sound.

I gritted my teeth; the pain made me even more alert.

I know that it is precisely in times like these that we must not give up.

While dodging the barrage of attacks, I tried to find an opening.

The traps seemed endless, attacking me from all directions; the ground, the walls, and even the air were filled with danger.

My body was injured in many places, and my clothes were stained dark red with blood, but my eyes did not waver in the slightest.

I could clearly feel that the trap was still releasing energy, and the dangerous atmosphere around me was getting stronger and stronger, as if a beast was gradually awakening, and I was slowly walking into its hunting ground.

Just as I was feeling utterly exhausted, a cold voice echoed through the space, carrying a mocking tone: "Hehehe, Fairy Xiao Yao, you're really in a sorry state."

That chilling voice pierced my ears like a venomous snake. I looked up and saw that Fairy Zhao had appeared not far away at some point. She wore a mocking smile, and standing beside her was a tall man who exuded a nauseating bloody aura. He was the Blood Demon.

"You never expected this, did you, Xiao Yao?" Zhao Xianzi's voice was sharp and piercing, "You've finally met your match!" She laughed triumphantly, her eyes filled with malice, "This ancient magic treasure is destined to be mine!"

I sneered. Even in danger, I would never show weakness.

"With you?" I said with disdain, but I was secretly on guard.

The combined efforts of Fairy Zhao and the Blood Demon put me under immense pressure.

"I'd like to see how long you can keep up your stubbornness." The Blood Demon let out a sinister laugh. He waved his arm, and immediately more spikes appeared on the surrounding stone walls, stabbing at me in a dense, rain-like barrage.

I could feel the whooshing sound of the spikes cutting through the air, and the gusts of cold wind they brought with them. These spikes were faster and stronger, making it more difficult for me to dodge.

Fairy Zhao also joined the attack. She summoned a flying sword, its light flashing and carrying a sharp killing intent, aimed directly at my vital points.

I could only dodge the rain of sharp spikes while fending off Zhao Xianzi's attacks.

My spiritual energy was being consumed rapidly. Every dodge and every block made me feel physically exhausted, as if I were carrying a heavy burden.

However, something even worse happened.

I saw that not far away, Lin's eyes had turned blood red, and his once clear eyes were now filled with rage and murderous intent.

He gripped his longsword tightly and charged at me, the blade aimed directly at my chest.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and his roar was deafening. I couldn't believe that my loyal bodyguard Lin had betrayed me.

I could only keep dodging, and my wounds multiplied, with blood dripping continuously.

Each breath felt like pulling a bellows with my lungs, and my steps became incredibly heavy.

A feeling of despair began to spread in my heart, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping my throat.

The enemies around me were like a pack of wolves, ready to tear me to pieces at any moment.

I could feel their malice and the powerful aura they exuded. In their presence, I was like a small boat in a raging storm, about to be swallowed up at any moment.

I could clearly feel the sweat dripping from my forehead down my cheeks and onto my clothes. My chest was heaving violently, and the attacks around me were becoming increasingly intense, making it hard for me to breathe.

Just when I was about to give up, the Blood Demon let out a wild, arrogant laugh: "Give up, Xiao Yao, you can't escape!" He reached out his hand, as if to grab me.

I felt an immense pressure bearing down on me, as if I were standing in an abyss with no hope in sight.

But just then, I heard a muffled sound coming from inside my body...

I felt a deep, muffled sound coming from inside my body, as if a sealed ancient bell had been struck, and a powerful force instantly filled my entire body.

It was an unprecedented power, like molten lava boiling inside me, propelling me forward.

My vision suddenly became clear, and the enemies, traps, and even that ancient artifact in front of me became incredibly real, as if I could reach out and touch them.

I heard the sound of surging spiritual energy, like a turbulent sea, crashing against my body wave after wave.

I took a deep breath, and it felt as if every pore on my body opened up, greedily absorbing this power.

My fingers trembled slightly, but no longer with fear, but with a symbol of power.

The ground beneath my feet began to tremble slightly, as if sensing my power.

I suddenly opened my eyes, which were flashing with a burning light.

A dazzling burst of spiritual energy erupted from my body, shooting into the sky like a pillar of light, illuminating the entire mysterious place.

The surrounding spikes, traps, and even the attacks from the Blood Demon and Fairy Zhao were all insignificant in the face of this power.

I roared and pushed my hands forward, condensing my spiritual energy into a huge ball of light that swept away everything around me.

The Blood Demon and Fairy Zhao were forced back by this force. The Blood Demon staggered back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, while Fairy Zhao was blasted away, crashing into the stone wall and coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Their bodies were blasted apart by the shockwave of spiritual energy; even they could not withstand this sudden force.

"How is this possible?" The Blood Demon's voice was filled with resentment and anger. He struggled to stand up, but his blood was surging and he could hardly keep his balance.

Zhao Xianzi's face turned deathly pale, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes: "You...you're actually this strong?"

I gave a cold laugh, my eyes burning even brighter.

I felt the light of the ancient artifact resonate with me at that moment.

The light seemed to pierce through time and space, merging with my spiritual power.

I felt my strength constantly improving, and the power within my body was flowing out like a spring.

The enemies around me could not get close, and I radiated a dazzling light, as if I were the true master of that ancient magical artifact.

"Your conspiracy ends here," I said coldly, my voice filled with determination and confidence.

Just then, the light from the ancient magical artifact grew even stronger, as if it were about to devour everything around it.

I felt that the magical artifact was conveying some kind of message to me, telling me that its only master was me.

I reached out and gently touched the light with my fingertips. An invisible force bound me closely to the magical artifact.

My body was enveloped by this power, radiating light, as if the entire mysterious place had become sacred because of me.

"Xiao Yao, are you ready?" A majestic voice rang in her ears, like the call of an ancient magic weapon.

I felt as if I were standing at the center of the world, with all the light shining on me.

That power surged into my body like a tidal wave, making me feel stronger than ever before.

I raised my hand and looked at the golden light surrounding my fingertips. It was the power of an ancient magical artifact, and it now belonged to me.

Blood Demon and Fairy Zhao were like two wild beasts whose tails had been stepped on. Their previously ferocious expressions had disappeared, replaced by shock and disbelief.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, the traces left by the collision of spiritual energy.

I could hear their panting, rapid and chaotic, as if coming from the edge of a burst bellows.

Their bodies trembled slightly, an instinctive fear of power.

I sensed that the evil power within Lin was fading, and he was regaining his own consciousness.

"Now, what else do you have to say?" I spoke slowly, my voice carrying a hint of authority, not something I was deliberately putting on, but the confidence that came from my power.

I could feel the power surging within me, as if countless wild beasts were roaring, yearning for battle, eager to tear everything in front of them to shreds.

The Blood Demon said in a hoarse voice, "Impossible, this is impossible, how could you possess such power?" He struggled to attack again, but his body was no longer under his control, and he staggered as if he would fall at any moment.

Zhao Xianzi fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. She looked at me with eyes full of resentment, as if she wanted to devour me alive.

"I'm not reconciled! I will never give up!" she roared with all her might, but her voice was filled with helplessness and despair.

I ignored their shouts and focused my gaze on the ancient magical artifact in my hand. It emitted a soft light, like a warm sun, which made me feel incredibly at ease.

That power was not only strong, but also incredibly pure, without the slightest impurity, just like the deepest longing in my heart.

It seemed to be telling a story, its voice gentle yet firm, as if saying, "I am its true home."

I slowly raised the magical artifact in my hand, feeling the warmth it brought. The power in my body surged again, like a volcanic eruption.

I could hear the sound of spiritual energy surging, like a stirring battle song, echoing in my ears and stirring in my heart.

My blood is boiling, my soul is trembling—it's excitement, it's joy, and it's anticipation for the future.

"It's all over now." I said calmly, my voice not loud, but like the tolling of a bell, it echoed throughout the space. Every word was full of power, every word was full of confidence.

I could feel the space around me vibrating slightly. It was the power of the ancient magic weapon merging with my body. It was a kind of perfection, a unity of heaven and man.

Just as I was immersed in this powerful force, a familiar voice rang in my ear, tinged with anxiety and worry, "Xiao Yao! How are you?"

I turned around and saw Wen Chen. He came into my view, his eyes filled with worry and confusion. His brows were furrowed, as if he was worried about something. He…

Did he misunderstand something?

"Wen Chen..." I called his name softly, about to tell him everything that had just happened, when I saw his...

He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he finally managed to utter a few words, "You... are you controlled by it?"