webnovelfull Chapter 438 Sister Baoer’s Qi, infinite black hole? !
Chapter 438 Sister Baoer’s Qi, infinite black hole? !
Chapter 438 Sister Baoer’s Qi, infinite black hole? !
"What...what's going on?"
Ma Xianhong's voice trembled a little. He stared at the strange black iron ball in front of him, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
The thieving beast, the magical weapon that he was so proud of, was now like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, completely out of his control.
"Om-"
The speed of the Devouring Beast's rotation was getting slower and slower, and the originally inky black vortex now emitted a strange red light.
The red light, as thick as blood, flowed slowly in the black vortex, emitting a disgusting stench.
"Thief... stop right there! Stop!"
Ma Xianhong frantically urged the Qi in his body, trying to regain control of the beast, but to no avail.
The connection between him and the beast seemed to be cut off by some mysterious force.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not sense the presence of the beast.
"No...impossible...this is impossible!"
Ma Xianhong's face turned pale. He couldn't believe that he would lose control of the beast.
You know, this magic weapon took him countless efforts to refine!
"Om-"
Ma Xianhong's terrified cries echoed in the empty valley, but seemed so powerless.
He tried desperately to mobilize the Qi in his body, trying to call back the beast, but it was all in vain.
The black iron ball seemed to have its own life and was completely out of his control.
The red light on the surface of the beast became increasingly intense, like boiling blood, constantly rolling and surging.
There were bursts of creepy "cracking" sounds coming from inside the iron ball, as if something was about to break out of the shell.
"No... this is impossible... my thieving beast..."
Ma Xianhong's body began to tremble, and his eyes widened.
He stared at the strange iron ball, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
Zhang Chulan and others who were originally devoured by the beast, now felt a sense of relief.
The powerful suction force disappeared, and the Qi in their bodies no longer leaked.
"How is this going?"
Wang Zhenqiu struggled to stand up and looked at the "crazy" beast with a confused look on his face.
Xiao Zizai's face was still pale, but he was able to stand up.
He covered his chest with his hands, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and worry.
"The thief beast... is out of control?"
Clarinet's voice was a little hoarse. He looked at the expanding iron ball and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Old Meng sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
His eyes were filled with relief at surviving the disaster, but more than that, fear of the unknown.
"This...what the hell is going on?"
Zhang Chulan was lying on the ground, looking at the strange iron ball, his heart also full of doubts.
But he was more grateful that Feng Baobao was not devoured by the beast.
Inside the Devouring Beast, there was chaos and darkness.
The violent Qi flow, like countless sharp blades, constantly cut Feng Baobao's body.
But Feng Baobao seemed to feel no pain.
She stood there quietly, allowing the Qi currents to impact her body.
There was no expression on her face.
There was a faint light flickering in those empty eyes.
The sea of Qi was surging inside Feng Baobao's body.
She did not resist the beast's devouring. Instead, she took the initiative to open her body and let the beast absorb her Qi.
“Qi…”
Feng Baobao's voice echoed in her mind.
She recalled the past, those vague memories, those incomprehensible fragments.
In those memories, she seemed to be...always pursuing something.
"What on earth is Qi?"
A trace of confusion flashed across Feng Baobao's eyes.
Her understanding of "Qi" is far beyond that of ordinary people.
She understood that her Qi was not energy in the ordinary sense, but an existence that was closer to the "origin".
The thieving beast devoured Feng Baobao's Qi frantically, but the amount of Feng Baobao's Qi was far beyond its imagination.
It seemed endless. No matter how the thieving beast devoured, it could not drain Feng Baobao's Qi Sea.
"This...what is this?"
Unstable fluctuations began to appear inside the beast.
The black vortex also began to twist and deform.
"Too much... too much..."
A faint voice sounded inside the beast, filled with fear and pain.
"I can't... absorb it..."
"Om-"
The beast was shaking more and more violently, as if it would explode at any time.
The black vortex that originally swallowed everything now seemed to be stretched open from the inside by some force, gradually twisting and deforming.
"This...what the hell is going on?"
Ma Xianhong's voice was filled with fear.
He tried desperately to mobilize the Qi in his body, trying to stabilize the beast, but it was all in vain.
The connection between him and the beast was becoming weaker and weaker.
On the surface of the beast, the strange blood-red light became brighter and brighter, like the blood of some creature surging wildly.
Inside the iron ball, the "cracking" sound became more and more frequent and louder, as if something was about to break out of the shell.
"No... my thieving beast... you can't do this..."
Ma Xianhong's face was as pale as paper and his body was shaking.
He stared at the beast, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.
He couldn't accept that the magic weapon he had carefully refined would actually go out of control.
"Thief... stop! Stop!"
Ma Xianhong let out bursts of desperate roars.
He frantically mobilized the remaining Qi in his body, trying to make a final struggle.
But the black iron ball seemed to be possessed and did not obey his commands at all.
"call……"
Zhang Chulan was breathing heavily.
He looked at the out-of-control beast, feeling both grateful for having survived the disaster and a hint of inexplicable worry.
"Sister Baoer...what on earth did you do?"
Zhang Chulan muttered to himself with a complicated look in his eyes.
He knew that the mutation of the beast must be related to Feng Baobao.
But he didn't understand what Feng Baobao had done to cause such a powerful magical weapon to go out of control.
"This... the thief beast seems to be... out of control?"
Wang Zhenqiu struggled to stand up and looked at the wildly shaking iron ball with a look of doubt and surprise.
He felt that the all-consuming force was weakening.
"It seems like... Sister Baoer did something in there..."
Xiao Zizai covered his chest, his face still pale, but he was able to stand barely.
He spoke slowly, his voice a little weak.
"Sister Bao'er?"
Wang Zhenqiu was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Then, he seemed to have thought of something, and a look of realization appeared on his face.
"I see... no wonder..."
"Om-"
The beast's trembling became more and more violent, as if it would explode at any time.
Ma Xianhong's face was so pale that it couldn't be described.
It was an almost transparent gray, as if all the vitality had been sucked out of it.
"No... my thief... my..."