Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

After Li Zongsheng finished speaking, he turned and left. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step on the stone slabs made a dull echo, as if it was the bell at night, announcing the coming storm.

His figure seemed particularly tall under the dim light in the dungeon corridor, like an unshakable stone statue, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. Li Zongsheng's figure gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving behind a dead silence.

There was a sense of oppression in the dead silence, as if an invisible force was suffocating people. His majesty and coldness seemed to remain in the air, making the [Earth Demon Guards] who remained near the water prison feel an indescribable tension.

Those [Earthly Demon Guards] watched their master Li Zongsheng leave until his figure completely disappeared from their sight. Only then did they dare to relax a little. However, this relaxation was only on the surface, and their hearts were still full of awe and loyalty.

They knew that their master Li Zongsheng was not someone who could be easily dealt with. His strength and terror were not only reflected in his martial arts and wisdom, but also in his control over power and his ruthless attacks on his enemies.

There is always a cold light flashing in Li Zongsheng's eyes, as if they can see through people's hearts and make people dare not disobey in the slightest. These [Earth Demon Guards] are all Li Zongsheng's confidants carefully selected and trained, and they are fully aware of their duties and missions.

"Master, you seem to have gone too far!!"

At this moment, a system voice suddenly rang in Xu Xingchen's mind. The voice came so abruptly, yet was full of teasing and ridicule, as if a bystander was laughing at his current predicament.

Hearing the voice, Xu Xingchen felt bitter in his heart. He sighed deeply, and a hint of self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, he had to admit that he was now in an extremely dangerous situation. Li Zongsheng's conspiracy and methods were more terrifying and cunning than he had imagined. He felt like he was caught in a huge whirlpool, with nowhere to escape and no ability to resist.

The system's reminder was like a loud slap in the face that hit Xu Xingchen's heart hard. He deeply realized that his self-confidence and underestimation of the enemy might be one of the important reasons leading to the current situation.

In the past years, Xu Xingchen had relied on his strong martial arts skills to have a smooth journey and had almost never encountered any real setbacks. This made his self-confidence swell to the extreme. He began to despise every opponent, ignoring their cunning and cruelty. Now Xu Xingchen has paid a heavy price for this.

The cold and dampness in the water dungeon, like a cold ghost hand, ruthlessly eroded Xu Xingchen's will. His body was pierced by the [Pipa Hook], and the cold iron chains not only locked his limbs, but also his hope and freedom.

The smell of blood mixed with the cold water. Every breath seemed to be swallowing a blade. Pain filled every cell of his body. Xu Xingchen tried to struggle, but the chains bound him tightly, making him unable to move. He seemed to be fixed on the rack of fate, allowing the cold and pain to torture him at will.

"System, is there any way to escape from here?"

Xu Xingchen's voice was weak and trembling, as if it would be swallowed by the darkness at any time. His body was tightly bound by cold iron chains and his limbs could not move. He seemed to have merged into this water prison. He struggled to squeeze out these words, even though the pain almost made him lose consciousness.

The surrounding environment was gloomy and depressing. The humidity and coldness in the dungeon almost penetrated into his soul. Xu Xingchen's eyes were blurred, and sweat and blood mixed together, constantly irritating his eyes.

In the darkness, Xu Xingchen felt unprecedented despair, as if he had been abandoned by the world. Li Zongsheng's cruel scheme had forced him into a desperate situation. The predicament he was facing now was simply worse than death.

For a moment, Xu Xingchen was filled with regret and self-blame. If he had been more cautious and not underestimated the enemy, he might not have fallen into such a situation. But Xu Xingchen knew that now was not the time to regret, he needed to find a way to escape.

"Master, this system can't help you now. You can only rely on yourself."

The system's voice rang in the mind of its owner Xu Xingchen, with a helpless tone, and an unconcealable helplessness and regret, because he really had no way to deal with the system.

Xu Xingchen felt a chill in his heart when he heard the sound. He knew very well how bad his current situation was. His whole body was tied up tightly by those heavy iron chains, and his limbs could not move. It was as if he was fixed on the rack of fate and could not move.

These chains were not only heavy but also cold. They stuck to his skin and took away the last bit of warmth in his body. The wounds on his body were pierced by the [Pipa Hooks]. The sharp hooks not only penetrated deep into his flesh, but were also deliberately designed to be difficult to remove.

Every movement would cause heart-wrenching pain, as if countless sharp knives were stabbing Xu Xingchen's body, causing him to almost faint from the pain.

Once the sharp hook of this [Pipa Hook] penetrates deep into the flesh, it is not only difficult to pull out, but will also cause greater damage as the muscles struggle. Xu Xingchen can feel the tearing sensation of each hook in his muscles.

The pain that could not be described in words made Xu Xingchen grit his teeth, sweat dripping from his forehead like rain, every drop of sweat reflecting the pain and struggle in his heart.

What's worse is that the internal force in Xu Xingchen's body is doing its best to suppress the poison on the [Pipa Hook]. However, the more the internal force suppresses the poison, the greater the pressure Xu Xingchen's body is under, and every resistance is like a fight with death.

This toxin, called "Heartbreak", is an extremely vicious and terrifying poison. Its composition is complex and mysterious. It is said to be extracted from a variety of rare poisonous plants and poisonous insects and is extremely toxic.

Once it enters the blood, this [broken intestines] will quickly spread throughout the body, making the poisoned person live a life worse than death. It will not only corrode the human nervous system, but also cause serious damage to internal organs.

The poisoned person will feel unprecedented pain, as if millions of ants are gnawing at his bone marrow, causing him excruciating pain. This pain is not only unbearable physically, but also causes great torture to the poisoned person's spirit.

If Xu Xingchen had not had profound internal skills, he would probably have collapsed by now. The internal force in his body was like a solid dam, automatically protecting his body and trying to block the invasion of toxins.

The various magical powers and internal forces in Xu Xingchen's body intertwined together to form an invisible net, trying to expel the toxins bit by bit. His internal force was like a trickle, gradually converging into a surging river, and started a fierce battle with the toxins.

Every surge of internal energy was accompanied by painful struggles of the body, as if countless sharp blades were piercing under his skin, cutting his nerves. However, the terrifying power of the poison raging in his body became stronger and stronger, as if an invisible hand was crushing Xu Xingchen's bones and tearing his muscles.

This force tried to disintegrate his entire body and will, and make him completely succumb to the erosion of the poisonous miasma. Xu Xingchen felt as if his body was being pulled by an invisible force. Every inch of his muscle was filled with pain, and every nerve was trembling.

Cold sweat oozed from Xu Xingchen's forehead. The sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the surface of the water dungeon. His handsome face was as pale as paper, bloodless, as if the power of life was draining away from his body.

His eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed, obviously trying his best to fight the poison. Xu Xingchen's internal energy was flowing through his body like a nimble snake, shuttling between his meridians.

He tried his best to surround and block the poison, trying to trap it in a corner of his body. Every surge of internal strength was accompanied by painful convulsions of his body, as if countless sharp blades were writhing under his skin, cutting his nerves.

Xu Xingchen's body was trembling. He felt that his strength was gradually being consumed, while the poison was becoming more rampant. The internal force in his body was like a solid dam, trying to block the invasion of the poison. However, the poison was like a raging flood, hitting the dam again and again, trying to break through the obstacle.

The system really has no solution.