novelraw Chapter 1903 362: Still Defeated
Chapter 1903 362: Still Defeated
"Heavy Iron Fist Second Layer, Golden Spirit Fist!"
Immediately, a golden spiritual light exploded, the old man's entire arm shone brilliantly with golden light, the spiritual pressure was terrifying, and there was a rumbling sound.
The matter was not yet over; the old man gathered the spiritual energy around him onto his radiant golden right hand, merging it with all his own strength.
All the strength was poured into it, and finally, the old man even infused his spiritual power into the golden right hand.
The golden fist hovered in the air, emitting a dazzling light, like a blazing sun.
The pitch-black night sky was suddenly adorned with magnificent beauty.
At this moment, Zhenshui Yin was no longer calm but extraordinarily solemn.
It was clear that even it did not expect the old man's strength to be so formidable, enough to pose a threat to it.
However, it remained unafraid because it had not yet unleashed its true power.
The next moment, it took a step back, its two whiskers fluttered upward, and then its mouth, originally the size of a water jar, grew larger and larger, finally even surpassing the size of a whale's mouth.
The deep mouth seemed like a bottomless abyss, dark and terrifying.
Soon after, a surge of power from the High Immortal Fifth Realm burst forth.
"High Immortal Fifth Realm! This is bad!"
Sensing the power aura of Zhenshui Yin, Lin Yifan felt things were not looking good and immediately spoke to stop it, "Senior, please don't fight anymore, let me handle this."
Initially, he had assumed that Zhenshui Yin only possessed the strength of the High Immortal Fourth Realm, allowing the old man to fight freely; who would have thought that Zhenshui Yin hid so deeply and only now revealed its true power.
"Don't come to help me, I have exhausted my Life Primordial, unable to sustain life; so let me deliver this final blow with all my strength."
The old man stopped Lin Yifan's eager help.
At this moment, all he saw was the malevolent Zhenshui Yin. Even though the opponent was overwhelmingly strong, he would still give it his all, doing what must be done.
He was not afraid, nor could he afford to be afraid, because he was the Village Chief of this fishing village.
Lin Yifan was moved, not expecting the old man to fight with such fervor; so be it, let him battle to his heart's content.
Meanwhile, an abyssal giant mouth manifested in the void, frantically devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Before long, a tiny energy orb formed inside Zhenshui Yin's great mouth.
As energy from the surroundings continuously gathered, the energy orb grew larger and larger.
Eventually, even the giant mouth, similar in size to a whale's, could not accommodate the immense energy orb.
The massive energy orb sizzled, emitting terrifying waves, dark and mysterious.
Soon after, the dark fear spread outward, colliding with the golden mana.
Spiritual power detached from the body, with all his strength burnt out, the old man could no longer hold back, deciding to launch his final attack, to prove to all villagers that he was not a coward, that he had the power to contend with the giant water monster, and that he had the ability to protect the village.
At this moment, he was his true self.
At the end of his life, he remembered the youthful and confident vow: "I am willing to use my body to withstand all difficulties and protect the villagers. I am willing to use my soul to annihilate all evil creatures and secure my villagers. I am willing to use my strength to hold up the heavens, descend into the Ninth Abyss, to stabilize the lives of my villagers."
"The vows of youth are finally about to be fulfilled today; but I have no regrets, my duty is to defend my villagers!" the old man felt no resentment, as enthusiasm filled his heart.
"Golden Spirit Fist, go pierce the darkness ahead and dissolve that endless fear!"
The old man let out a final shout that echoed throughout the entire valley.
The shout reverberated again and again, striking deeply within hearts time and time again.
The villagers below were instantly moved to tears, overwhelmed with grief.
In the past few years, they had condemned the Village Chief, accusing him of breaking his vow and of not fulfilling his obligation to protect the village, not taking on the responsibility of maintaining the village.
Now, seeing that the Village Chief was about to lose his life, they felt a pang of regret.
"Village Chief! Don't!"
"Village Chief! We still need you!"
"Village Chief! You can't leave us behind!"
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"There are many things we don't treasure until they've been lost, only then to feel regret and self-blame, sighing in lament—what's the use then? What's lost is forever gone, never to be recovered. Therefore, in life, one should cherish their loved ones by their side, and not wait until it's too late to feel a deep remorse."
Moved by the scene, Lin Yifan felt that the more he experienced, the more he understood.
This was one of the reasons he left a comfortable place to wander the martial world.
Outside, there is a myriad of people and events, enough to help one grow.
The golden fist pointed directly towards the darkness ahead.
Thus, the darkness in front gradually receded, and the dark fear released by the black energy orb was completely incinerated by the blazing golden light.
Watching the golden Spirit Fist tear through the air, Zhenshui Yin's enormous belly began to fill with air, preparing to expel the gigantic dark energy orb from its mouth.
The dark energy orb sizzled, as if wrapped in black lightning, sinister and terrifying.
As the golden Spirit Fist was about to arrive, Zhenshui Yin suddenly exhaled, ejecting the gigantic dark energy orb from its mouth, to greet the gold fist that carried terrifying power, tearing through the wind.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the dark energy orb and the old man's golden Spirit Fist collided, erupting in a thunderous boom.
Shortly, a shockwave capable of destroying the entire river valley swept everywhere.
Instantly, the banks below collapsed, the river tumbled; a radius of ten miles instantly lit up, illuminating the dark night sky.
The villagers watching the battle below were also affected by the huge shockwave.
They were all blown away and eventually suffered heavy casualties.
Seeing this, Lin Yifan immediately flew in front of the villagers not yet affected, then used his mana, manifesting a Spiritual Qi Barrier to help the villagers resist the enveloping massive shockwave.
The collision was brief, but the power was catastrophic.
"Boom!"
A loud rumble, then all became silent.
Lin Yifan stood in front of the villagers, doing his best to withstand the shockwave, while nervously watching everything ahead.
After a moment, crystal clear tears welled up in his eyes, mourning the old man's death with waves of sorrow.
The old man was admirable, why couldn't such a venerable person live a bit longer? Is this the fate of a cultivator? The greater the hope and responsibility placed upon them, the greater the burden?
The old man bore so much throughout his life, yet with no complaints or regrets.
There is true affection in the world, there is true love in the world.
Perhaps it is this true affection and love that kept the old man persisting, bearing it silently until this last moment, burning his Life Primordial, ending his life, passing away peacefully.
He did what he should have done, and he fulfilled his wish, fighting until the end.
Lin Yifan stood under the night sky, reflecting on many things.
From the old man, he felt the greatness of true love.