Hungover, I crossed over to the psychic realm

The thick fog, as dark as ink, shrouds the swamp like an impenetrable curtain. The deathly silence seems to have a life of its own, spreading freely in every inch of the space, making it difficult to breathe. There is a putrid smell in the swamp, the stench of plants and animals that have decayed and fermented over the long years, mixed with the damp water vapor, which pierces straight into the nostrils and makes people almost vomit. From time to time, there are some inexplicable low sounds, which seem to come from the depths of the earth, dull and long, adding a bit more eeriness and mystery, as if this swamp hides countless unknown secrets. Even the bubbles that occasionally rise in the swamp and burst with a "gurgling" sound seem to be telling the strangeness of this place.

Lin Yu is in the middle of it, and the aura around him is completely out of place with this deathly environment, like a ray of dawn in the darkness. His eyes are like the sharpest cold stars in the night sky, shining with a fierce and resolute light in the darkness. Without the slightest fear, he looks around at the giant pythons surrounding him. These giant pythons are huge in size, and their scales glisten with a cold and eerie light in the fog. Each one is like a moving hill, exuding a strong sense of oppression. Lin Yu takes a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and his heart is pounding like thunder. He can clearly feel his own heartbeat, which is the drumbeat of life and the prelude to the battle. The aura around him is like a volcano about to erupt, suppressed yet majestic. After a short moment of concentrating his energy, he takes the initiative to attack without hesitation. He remembers that in order to pursue the Taichu Divine Sword, he has gone through countless hardships and obstacles, and solved numerous traps in the ancient ruins before he could obtain it. Now is the time for it to show its power.

The Taichu Divine Sword in his hand is like an ancient dragon that has been awakened. The sword body is slender and simple. The mysterious runes engraved on it are like the codes left by the ancient years. Each pattern contains infinite mysteries and exudes an awe-inspiring power. It is said that this divine sword was forged by a peerless strong man in ancient times. After countless years of baptism, it carries countless glories and legends. At this moment, the divine sword seems to sense the fighting spirit of its master, shining with a dazzling light that is almost blinding. The light is pure and blazing, like a sharp sword that pierces straight through the thick fog, bringing a touch of powerful color to this deathly swamp. Where the light reaches, even the turbid and stinky muddy water in the swamp reflects a strange light under its illumination, as if it has been given a moment of vitality. The sundries originally hidden in the muddy water are also faintly visible, including rotten branches, unknown animal bones, and strangely shaped stones.

With a low shout from Lin Yu, the voice is deep but full of infinite power, like the tolling of a great bell echoing in this eerily quiet swamp for a long time. The spiritual power in his body surges like a turbulent tide, gushing out continuously from his dantian and flowing rapidly along his meridians, injecting into the Taichu Divine Sword at an astonishing speed. He can feel the power of the spiritual power surging in his meridians, which is a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. It is familiar because it has always accompanied his cultivation, and unfamiliar because it has been stimulated to an unprecedented intensity at this moment. On the divine sword, the mysterious runes shine brightly. Each rune is like a brilliant star, interweaving and shining. There seems to be some mysterious connection between the runes. They echo each other and resonate with an ancient and powerful aura. This aura seems to be able to penetrate the boundaries of time and space, making people truly feel the mystery and power of ancient times. It is a shock that transcends time and space, as if one can hear the sounds of battles on the ancient battlefield and see the figures of those strong men fighting to defend. Lin Yu still remembers that it was recorded in the ancient books that the power of these runes once turned the tide of the battle and saved the common people in an ancient war. Now, holding the divine sword, he also hopes to use this power to overcome the current difficulties.

The sword qi, carrying this majestic power, slashes fiercely towards the nearest giant python with overwhelming force. The sword qi howls out, so fast that it is difficult to discern with the naked eye. Where it passes, the air seems to be mercilessly torn apart by an invisible giant hand, making a sharp and ear-piercing howling sound. The sound is like the roar of a demon, echoing in the swamp, making people tremble with fear. The surrounding fog is also dispersed by this sword qi, forming a temporary void. In the void, the turbid muddy water and twisted plants in the swamp are revealed. Those plants are strange in shape. Some branches are twisted like snakes, as if they have absorbed too much evil energy in the swamp; some leaves are huge but exude a strange aura, and there is some unknown mucus flowing on the edges. They tremble under the impact of the sword qi, as if they are also afraid of this fierce battle, and seem to be telling the danger of this swamp to the invaders.

In the face of this extremely fierce attack, the giant python reacts extremely quickly. Its thick body is as agile as a dragon. In this narrow swamp space, it twists its body sideways at an almost unreasonable speed. Its body swings flexibly, and every muscle tenses and relaxes in an instant, coordinating perfectly, as if it has gone through countless rehearsals. The scales glisten with a cold and eerie light in the fog. Each scale is like a hard shield, closely arranged, reflecting a dangerous aura, as if declaring to the enemy that it is inviolable. It skillfully avoids Lin Yu's fierce blow that is powerful enough to split mountains and crack rocks. Its agility is so great that it is hard to imagine that such a huge body can make such a move, as if it doesn't belong to this clumsy body at all, but has wisdom and agility beyond common sense. Lin Yu is secretly amazed in his heart. The reaction speed and fighting skills of this giant python far exceed his imagination. It seems that this battle will not be easy.

At the same time, its powerful tail, like a steel whip, with a howling wind, is like a black lightning bolt, quickly whipping towards Lin Yu. The air ripples slightly due to this fierce blow, like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, spreading out in all directions with the tail as the center, and the visible fluctuations are clearly discernible. The surrounding muddy water is lifted up by this force, forming waves of mud. The splashing of the mud waves shows the strength of this blow. If hit by this blow, the consequences would be unimaginable. Even a hard rock would probably be shattered. Lin Yu can feel the oncoming strong wind, carrying the stench of the swamp and the breath of death. His hair is blown wildly by this force.

Lin Yu's expression is calm, like a deep lake with undercurrents surging beneath the surface, but his eyes are focused and vigilant. He stares closely at every move of the giant python, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he can see through every intention of it and predict every attack. Countless countermeasures flash through his mind, analyzing the weaknesses of the giant python and his own advantages. Just as the giant python's tail whips over, his figure flashes, and he uses the exquisite aerial technique. His body is as light as a feather, and as nimble as a ghost. He draws a beautiful arc in the air. Where the arc passes, a trace of breeze is brought up, easily avoiding this fatal blow. His figure leaves only an illusory afterimage in place. The afterimage is faintly visible in the fog, with a bit of a mysterious color, and soon dissipates in the thick fog, making it difficult to figure out his whereabouts, as if he had never been here, leaving only a trace of faint fluctuation in the air to prove that he had been here. Lin Yu adjusts his figure in the air, thinking about how to launch an effective attack again. He knows that the next battle will be even more difficult.

On the other side of the battlefield, Li Qiang is not to be outdone. He stands firmly in the swamp with his feet, and the muddy water submerges his ankles. It is icy cold and stinky, but he doesn't notice it at all, immersing himself completely in the upcoming battle. He quickly forms seals with his hands, the movements flowing smoothly without any hesitation, as if he has reached a wonderful tacit understanding with the spiritual power between heaven and earth. Each seal is precise and powerful. His eyes are firm, looking intently at the group of giant pythons in front of him. There is a burning fighting spirit in his eyes. Every movement of forming the seals is full of strength and confidence, as if declaring his unyielding resistance to the giant pythons. He will use his own strength to carve out a way to survive in this dangerous swamp. Li Qiang remembers that he has been practicing in the ice field since he was a child, struggling with the severe cold and harsh environment, and has mastered this ice-based magic technique. Now is a good time to use it.

In an instant, a chilling air spreads around him. The cold air is bone-chilling, as if it can freeze everything in the world. This cold air makes the water vapor in the surrounding swamp quickly condense into ice. The ice spreads out like a blooming ice flower centered on him. A layer of crystal-clear ice shell forms around him. There are beautiful ice crystals shining on the ice shell. Each ice crystal is like a small diamond, reflecting a faint light. In this dark swamp, it is particularly dazzling, like a beacon in the dark, illuminating a small area around. As the ice shell forms, the surrounding muddy water is also frozen, making a "cracking" sound, as if the ice layer is telling its own strength.

As his hand gestures change, several huge ice spikes condense in front of him. These ice spikes are like a row of extremely sharp long spears. Each one glistens with a faint blue cold light. The surface of the ice spikes is as smooth as a mirror but exudes a deadly chill, as if telling the upcoming attack. They shoot towards the group of giant pythons with a biting cold, so fast that only blue streaks of light are left, like meteors cutting through the darkness. Where the ice spikes reach, the cold air spreads, and the surrounding air seems to be frozen, forming a thin layer of frost. The frost glitters with fine light under the faint light, like a dreamy ice crystal world, forming a sharp contrast with this dangerous swamp.

The ice spikes stab hard into the scales of the giant pythons, which are as hard as iron, making a clear crash. The sound echoes in this open swamp, clear and loud, and particularly distinct. Obvious white marks are left on the scales of the giant pythons. However, these fierce giant pythons only tremble slightly, and the ice spikes fail to cause them a fatal injury. The giant pythons seem to be enraged by this sudden attack. They twist their bodies, and the movement of their bodies makes the surrounding muddy water splash. They let out low roars, full of anger and threat. Their eyes are shining with a blood-red light, as if burning with a raging fire, ready to launch a more crazy counterattack. The atmosphere in the swamp becomes even more tense, like a bowstring pulled to the limit. A more intense battle is about to break out. The fates of Lin Yu and Li Qiang hang in the balance in this life-and-death battle. Every breath of theirs seems to be closely connected to the outcome of this battle, and every move they make may determine their life and death. Lin Yu and Li Qiang look at each other, and a firm belief is conveyed in their eyes. They know that only by fighting side by side can they possibly survive in this desperate battle and get out of this dangerous swamp.