I’m Definitely Taking This Power-Fantasy Protagonist Role! Chapter 39

What a truly careless situation.

The remnants of the ancient god transformed into starlight and completely dissipated, surrounding the two of them like a galaxy. The dark clouds that had shrouded the sky lost their power and slowly dispersed, while the thunderous light brewing at the center hesitated for a moment before bursting forth, crackling and dancing like lightning.

The two who charged into the center of the dark clouds had no time to dodge. Before they could even savor the joy of a successful attack, they first felt the force of divine punishment.

The sensation was indescribably intense.

Jiang Baiyu felt a sharp pain all over his body, his mind blank. The ancient god was indeed formidable; even the remnants left behind, after experiencing such severe depletion and weakness, still possessed such powerful energy. After being ambushed by him and Lin Zhao Ren, the remnants could still pull a fast one on them after dissipating.

The divine thunder, which was brewing as divine punishment, did not dissipate with the disappearance of the remnants. Without a controller, it erupted directly, pulling the two closest individuals into its grasp.

Jiang Baiyu felt as if he were on the brink of death. The deep starry sky was dazzling, and even though he used a defensive skill, he still couldn't block the power of divine punishment. This was a force that involved rules at a fundamental level. Even if the remnants were weakened countless times compared to the original body, the level of divine punishment they unleashed was still a significant threat.

The starry field twisted and intertwined with the power of divine punishment, the lightning expanded, and the starlight sparkled, as if they were competing to shine.

If it weren't for the starlight interrupting the remnants' spellcasting, Lin Zhao Ren seizing the opportunity to attack the remnants, and ending the battle at a critical moment, they would have already fallen into a divine punishment field controlled by the ancient god's remnants, making things twice as difficult. Without the spellcaster's control, divine punishment remained divine punishment, but it was relatively easier to deal with. The only trick was to endure it.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Baiyu felt as if a long time had passed. He struggled to regain consciousness and found Lin Zhao Ren was desperately trying to absorb the starlight fragments formed from the ancient god's remnants.

While he was fighting against divine punishment, his attention was entirely focused on how to absorb the fragments, his eyes filled with obsession, to the point that his expression turned crazed and fierce.

This was one of Lin Zhao Ren's goals; such an opportunity was rare, to touch the relics left behind by the ancient god and catch a glimpse of a higher realm through the fragments.

He was so focused, so eager, that he finally exuded an aura of being a "great menace."

Usually, Jiang Baiyu often felt the presence of a "great menace," and the divination would indicate it too. However, in reality, aside from taking away a group of hunters deep in the Demon Head Mountain and flattening it, leaving behind a large pit, Lin Zhao Ren hadn't acted excessively. If slapping someone was considered a great menace, then it was too much noise for little action, a name that didn't match its reality.

At this moment, if anyone tried to stop him, they would surely be torn to shreds.

Jiang Baiyu thought.

Meanwhile, the final roar of the ancient god's remnants eventually attracted others. Several beams of spiritual light flew out from the open temple doors, quickly rushing into the clouds, stopping just outside the range of divine punishment.

Without needing to exchange glances, Jiang Baiyu could feel their greedy and ecstatic gazes.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Who was the cicada, and who was the oriole?

Everyone would think of themselves as the oriole.

As expected, Lin Zhao Ren's expression turned cold, his killing intent unabashed, pouring down like a blizzard. He wouldn't allow anyone to snatch away the fruits of his victory.

The cultivators surrounding the divine thunder hesitated for only a moment before charging into the thunder zone without hesitation, braving the danger to seize the fragments.

In terms of this fighting spirit, Jiang Baiyu was in awe.

They say people die for wealth; for cultivators, opportunities are things that require risking their lives to seize. As long as they could grab it, enduring hardship was nothing.

For example, Lin Zhao Ren, and these fellow cultivators who actively charged into the thunder zone. Only Jiang Baiyu was a slacker, in so much pain that he could only think wildly, rather than risking his life to snatch the fragments of the ancient god's remnants. Among the group of people with fierce expressions fighting for the fragments, he felt so out of place.

Thus, some wanted to eliminate him; one less person meant one less competitor.

To engage Jiang Baiyu while enduring the power of divine punishment in the starry field was truly brave. They could recover their strength with medicine and counterattack, but the beautiful and dazzling starlight held a deadly danger. Only then did the others realize that the star points shimmering alongside the lightning were actually Jiang Baiyu's techniques, not the remnants of the ancient god.

Some wise ones chose to retreat, taking advantage of the situation and leaving.

More, however, joined in to attack Jiang Baiyu, just like the five powerful figures who rushed out to besiege the first one who confronted the ancient god's remnants head-on.

Jiang Baiyu could only engage in a PK with a few guys who were afraid he would snatch their opportunities amidst the violent divine punishment in the thunder zone.

The ancient god's remnants weren't what they were fighting against, but snatching them was genuinely exhilarating. They were afraid that the benefits they gained would be lessened, so they banded together to attack the one who seemed the most threatening.

While fighting and snatching, they eventually realized that Lin Zhao Ren was the one absorbing the most fragments. Jiang Baiyu hadn't even made a move to snatch, so he immediately shifted his target, but by then, it was already too late.

In Lin Zhao Ren's eyes, there was no longer any white or iris visible, only the surging light of spiritual energy, making him look quite similar to Jiang Baiyu. He erupted with an even stronger and more violent killing intent, completely going mad, summoning a treasure cauldron that whirled with vigor. With each clang, someone was struck, their souls shaken, their organs severely injured, and the fragments they had just obtained fell from the sky, their fates unknown.

It was truly a massacre, imposing and awe-inspiring.

He was like a madman, a great menace, seizing anyone in sight.

When the last intruder was knocked out, Jiang Baiyu noticed Lin Zhao Ren looking at him.

Although his eyes were filled with surging spiritual light, making it impossible to see his pupils or sclera, the action of "looking" was very clear and still discernible.

Just as he was about to run, Lin Zhao Ren grabbed him and then made a completely unexpected move.

Lin Zhao Ren raised his hand, absorbing a fragment, and forcefully shoved it into Jiang Baiyu's mouth, compelling him to swallow.

Jiang Baiyu: "???"

Jiang Baiyu: "!!!"

No way!!!!

That almost made him choke and roll his eyes.

Oh no, he couldn't roll his eyes now; in the state of the Starry Sky Eye, his eye sockets were filled with a deep starry sky.

But that was how it felt.

After the first piece of the fragment was forcibly shoved down, the second piece came as well, choking Jiang Baiyu as he struggled desperately.

He had only heard of people chasing others to feed them, but never of someone grabbing someone to force-feed them fragments of the ancient god's remnants!

Jiang Baiyu kicked and flailed, trying to get Lin Zhao Ren to let go and stop shoving it in, but the other party didn't care at all, like a merciless feeding machine, determined to stuff all the remaining fragments floating around into him.

The ancient god's remnants they fought together could not be allowed to become someone else's spoils.

"I…"

Shove.

"Don't…"

Shove.

"Stop…"

Shove.

This technique of force-feeding was comparable to a duck-filling machine, shoving it in as soon as his mouth opened.

As it went on, Jiang Baiyu resigned himself, refusing to open his mouth, clenching his teeth.

Lin Zhao Ren frowned, clearly displeased with his resistance. He then took a deep look at Jiang Baiyu, opened his mouth, and absorbed all the remaining fragments around them in one breath, then pressed his lips against Jiang Baiyu's, transferring everything over.

Jiang Baiyu's legs kicked out, feeling as if he had been blasted by divine thunder again.

Who would have thought!

It was fine when fighting the ancient god's remnants.

The divine thunder erupted, and he barely held on, feeling some pain.

But in the end, he was forcibly fed and ended up in a state of shock.

Did Jiang Baiyu dislike opportunities? Did he not want to take a glimpse of the ancient god's realm through the bridge board, laying the groundwork for future advancement?

It was simply that he was overwhelmed.

He hadn't even comprehended the "Star Inquiry Diagram," and now he was afraid of being stuffed to death while snatching the fragments of the ancient god's remnants.

Lin Zhao Ren wanted to take everything; he raised his hand in agreement.

This development was truly unexpected!

Because it wasn't harm, even medicine wouldn't help.

Before his consciousness faded, Jiang Baiyu hazily thought that if he died for this reason, it would become one of the classic jokes.

And then he passed out.

He didn't know how long he was unconscious, but when Jiang Baiyu regained some awareness, he felt uncomfortable all over, unable to muster any strength.

It felt like he had a fever.

He sensed someone carrying him, but he couldn't open his eyes, drowsiness enveloping him like the thick fog of morning, lingering and unshakeable, making him feel as if he were floating in the clouds.

The person carrying him felt a bit cold, like a chill jade in summer, the temperature just right, slightly alleviating his high fever.

He wanted to speak, but his tongue wouldn't cooperate, and he didn't know where his mouth was, feeling muddled.

A warm wind blew over, bringing a sense of heat that made Jiang Baiyu uncomfortable; he craved more coolness.

He struggled to move, but it felt like he was being pinned down.

With great effort, he finally managed to move a bit.

In his dazed state, he didn't even know what moved, but the person carrying him paused and quickened their pace.

Then Jiang Baiyu felt himself being set down, and sweet, cool water was brought to his lips. He almost gulped it down eagerly, but it still wasn't enough. He felt more comfortable leaning against the cool embrace, which alleviated the discomfort of the high temperature better than water.

Finally, Jiang Baiyu was able to make a sound, whining and acting cute, instinctively burrowing toward the coolness, using his hands and feet to cling like an octopus.

The person holding him stiffened, trying to pull him away, but ultimately succumbed to Jiang Baiyu's whiny antics, pressing his head down to prevent him from squirming around, gently patting his back to soothe him.

This feeling undoubtedly made Jiang Baiyu very content, and his hazy consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

Lin Zhao Ren's expression was emotionless as he felt Jiang Baiyu drifting into a deep sleep, letting out a barely noticeable sigh of relief.

As it turned out, he had relaxed too soon.

Not long after, Jiang Baiyu smacked his lips and bit down on the flesh of Lin Zhao Ren's chest.

Lin Zhao Ren's face immediately darkened. He endured for a moment before pushing Jiang Baiyu's head away, only to hear his aggrieved hum.

Thinking that Jiang Baiyu was acting this way because he had forced too many fragments of the ancient god's remnants into him, he ultimately scowled but let Jiang Baiyu's head rest against his chest again.

This time, Jiang Baiyu didn't act up and quietly fell asleep.

In terms of looks, he was quite striking, with a sweet and serene sleeping face.

Lin Zhao Ren gently pried open Jiang Baiyu's eyelids, seeing that his eyes had completely returned to normal, and cautiously let go.

Taking the opportunity, he also took a moment to rest, closing his eyes in this position.