Langdon''s rage surged continuously, his killing intent escalating uncontrollably, as if every nerve in his body was boiling.


    His eyes grew ever redder, and low growls like those of a beast echoed in his throat.


    He suddenly lifted his head, an unprecedented murderous aura erupting from his eyes.


    An invisible force erupted from Langdon''s eyes, shooting straight toward Eli''s eyes.


    Eli tilted his head slightly, and the murderous intent brushed past his cheek, slamming into the wall behind him.


    "Boom—!"


    The wall instantly cracked, sending fragments of concrete flying in all directions.


    Despite the dire situation, Eli''s expression remained unchanged, as if everything was under his control.


    At this point, the warm-up was over for both sides; the real battle was about to begin.


    The instant the killing intent struck the wall, Langdon stepped forward with a burst of speed, charging toward Eli.


    So fast was his movement that the air screamed with a sharp, slicing sound.


    Langdon''s fist rose, poised for a heavy blow, but Eli was faster.


    Eli calmly placed his palm against Langdon''s chest, and a force like a torrential flood surged forth.


    "Bang—!"


    Langdon''s chest felt as though it had been struck by an iron hammer, the immense impact sending him staggering backward.


    Seizing the opportunity, Eli moved closer, launching another attack.


    His palm brushed lightly against Langdon''s waist, yet it unleashed a burst of powerful force.


    "Smack—!"


    Langdon''s body tilted backward again, slamming hard against the wall, which cracked once more, scattering debris.


    Without a moment''s pause, Eli leaned forward, his right hand darting toward Langdon''s temple like lightning.


    It seemed sharp as a blade, yet its force was surprisingly gentle, far less impactful than his previous strikes.


    A sharp pain flared in Langdon''s temple, forcing his body to jerk sideways.


    Immediately, Eli extended his left hand, his palm sinking slightly as he gathered all his strength into the center. Slowly, he pushed toward Langdon''s chest.


    "Boom—!"


    Though the palm appeared soft, it concealed immense internal energy, creating visible shockwaves.


    The shockwave instantly swept up the dirty water on the ground, each droplet shooting toward the wall like a bullet, producing a barrage of dense impact sounds.


    This strike was like a bell tolling across the heavens, shaking Langdon''s soul as if to expel all the fury from his body.


    Langdon''s body trembled violently, and he fell heavily to his knees, his breathing rapid and chaotic, temporarily unable to move.


    n less than five seconds, Eli launched four attacks, striking precisely at Langdon''s chest, waist, temple, and abdomen.


    This series of attacks was not focused on striking Langdon''s body but rather served as a deeper level of spiritual guidance.


    With each strike, he channeled his spiritual energy into Langdon''s body, directly targeting his savage beast-like nature.


    The spiritual force surged like a relentless tide, attempting to cleanse the fury and madness within him.


    However, the rampaging beast was not so easily subdued; the unrestrained savagery doubled his strength.


    Langdon''s crimson eyes erupted with endless killing intent and hatred, as if he intended to burn the entire world to ashes.


    Then, Langdon threw his head back and roared.


    "Roar—!"


    The roar carried an immense spiritual force, surging like a tidal wave and crashing heavily against Eli''s mental shield.This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.


    Though the roar came only once, the spiritual force continued its onslaught like a torrential flood, relentlessly battering Eli''s mental shield, as if trying to tear the invisible barrier to shreds.


    At the same time, Langdon''s gaze revealed a twisted madness.


    The madness slithered out like a venomous snake, attempting to seep into Eli''s mind, corrupt his thoughts, and drag him into an endless abyss of darkness.


    Eli remained calm, his expression unchanging, his eyes devoid of any ripples, as if facing nothing more than a passing breeze.


    His spiritual force stood as firm as a mountain, calmly withstanding the flood-like mental assaults.


    Each attack struck as if crashing against solid rock—utterly powerless, effortlessly dissipated, leaving no trace.


    "Buzz—buzz-buzz—"


    The clash of their spiritual forces created ripples, spreading outward in the air, circle by circle.


    The dirty water on the ground rippled violently under the invisible pressure, droplets scattering in all directions.


    Cracks on the walls continued to spread, debris falling piece by piece, turning the entire scene into one of apocalyptic oppression and despair.


    "Roar—!"


    Accompanied by a thunderous roar, Langdon suddenly charged at Eli.


    This time, his speed was faster than ever before, like a bolt of lightning, impossible to track with the naked eye.


    "Boom—!"


    A sharp sonic boom immediately echoed through the air, as if the air itself had been torn apart, sending chills down one''s spine.


    Langdon''s speed had surpassed the limits of Eli''s dynamic vision, rendering his eyes unable to precisely track Langdon''s movements.


    Thus, Eli simply closed his eyes, abandoning visual reliance to anticipate Langdon''s actions, and instead focused entirely on his sense of perception.


    Everything around him seemed magnified in his mind: every wisp of air movement, every ripple of energy, vividly surfaced in his awareness, as if the entire space had merged with him.


    In the blink of an eye, Langdon appeared before Eli.


    His fist was raised high, like a massive hammer, crashing down on Eli''s head with earth-shattering force, as if to pierce through the ground itself.


    Eli stood firmly in place, his palm gently pushing upward at an exquisitely precise angle to counter the ferocious punch.


    "Boom—!"


    The collision of their forces erupted into a deafening roar in the air.


    The ground beneath Eli''s feet instantly cracked apart, fractures spreading like a spider web, with rubble and dust scattering in all directions.


    Immediately after, his arms, as supple and flexible as willow branches, followed Langdon''s force and redirected the ferocious attack to the


    Meanwhile, Langdon''s other hand swung swiftly, transforming into a claw aimed directly at Eli''s throat.


    Judging by his posture, it seemed as though he was eager to devour Eli alive.


    With no time to evade, Eli instantly raised his left hand, his palm rotating lightly to deftly divert Langdon''s claw away from its target.


    The next moment, he followed through with a powerful kick from his right leg, like a cannonball fired from the barrel, striking directly at Langdon''s ribs.


    "Bang—!"


    Langdon''s body twisted sideways from the impact, the tremendous force rippling between the two.


    Yet Langdon did not fall. His eyes burned with even greater murderous intent as he raised his other hand and struck fiercely toward Eli''s abdomen.


    Eli stood his ground, his right hand darting out like lightning to intercept Langdon''s wrist, stopping the blow dead in its tracks.


    Eli quickly countered, delivering a palm strike directly to Langdon''s shoulder, forcing him to take a step back.


    Langdon let out a furious roar, charging at Eli once again with overwhelming power.


    "Bang! Bang! Bang!"


    Fists and palms clashed relentlessly, the sounds echoing like thunder as fragments of stone scattered and dust filled the air.


    Shockwaves rippled outward, causing the entire sewer to tremble violently.


    Langdon''s punches and kicks were like a raging storm, with his spiritual force following closely like a shadow.


    That mad spiritual energy carried boundless hatred and rage, relentlessly hammering at Eli''s mental shield.


    Hidden within that spiritual force was an even deeper and more insidious danger—spiritual pollution!


    That pollution was like countless venomous snakes, cunning and treacherous, quickly slithering toward the depths of Eli''s consciousness.


    It felt like innumerable cold scales scraping against one''s awareness, emitting a spine-chilling hissing sound.


    Those whispers, like spectral wraiths, planted all manner of negative emotions deep into his thoughts, aiming to twist his soul and drag him into madness.


    Eli''s spiritual force was like a gentle stream, flowing slowly and steadily within his inner heart, isolating the bloodthirsty and frenzied spiritual pollution outside.


    His heart was as calm as still water, unwavering and unshaken by any erosion or pollution.


    Behind this unshakable inner heart was a will as sharp as a sword, which carved a ray of light through the darkness, dissolving the opponent''s spiritual pollution into nothingness.


    Though his eyes were tightly shut, his movements were as natural as flowing water, while his steps danced as if moving with the wind.


    He appeared as though he had never exerted his full strength, merely gliding effortlessly through the storm of chaos around him.


    "Bang!"


    Langdon''s body slammed heavily against the wall, sending fragments flying in all directions.


    His body trembled slightly before he slowly straightened up, once again fixing his gaze on Eli.


    The bloodthirsty glow in his crimson eyes remained, but the hatred and rage had diminished somewhat, replaced by a cold and merciless killing intent.


    Eli stood in place, his expression not relaxing in the slightest but growing even more serious.


    He could clearly sense the shift in Langdon''s aura; the bone-chilling killing intent was silently replacing the frenzy and bloodlust.


    Langdon was transforming into an even more dangerous existence—a weapon devoid of emotion, focused solely on killing.


    And this was exactly the result Eli wanted.


    Through a series of precise strikes, he had channeled his spiritual energy into Langdon''s body to weaken the frenzied beast-like nature.


    What Eli wanted was to dispel the madness and bloodlust as quickly as possible.


    If it dragged on for too long, even if Langdon could be saved, he would still be affected by the bloodlust and madness, turning into an extremely dangerous lunatic.


    At this moment, Langdon''s condition remains perilous.


    If it drags on for too long, it will only cause him to lose all emotion upon awakening, turning him into a cold and unfeeling person.


    Perhaps, in the world to come, being cold and unfeeling would make survival easier, but that would not be the true Langdon.


    Langdon''s life should be determined by his own choices, not forcibly manipulated and controlled by a power gone out of control.


    Therefore, in the battles to come, more delicate and warm spiritual energy will be needed to dispel the cold and unfeeling killing intent.