Chapter 340: The Power of Death Gate

In the dim and oppressive space of Impel Down, even the air seemed to be solidified with an atmosphere of tension and danger.

The faint light struggled to penetrate the endless darkness, but could only cast blurry shadows around, making the whole scene even more eerie and terrifying.

After Ling Tian opened the Death Gate among the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, his entire body was like a burning flame, emitting a terrifying and powerful aura.

His body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of blazing light, which was as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

His hair flew wildly in this powerful aura, and every strand seemed to be full of power.

His face was illuminated red by the light, and his eyes flashed with determination, a determination to face death head-on.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at his slightly trembling hands.

Those hands seemed to contain endless power, yet they were trembling slightly under this powerful force.

He could feel the surging power in his body, and that power was like surging waves, hitting his body one after another.

Every inch of skin and every muscle was tensed under the impact of this force, as if it would burst out with astonishing power at any time.

Then he immediately rushed towards the nine people quickly.

His figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, instantly cutting through the air.

His footsteps hit the ground heavily, and each step made a dull sound, as if a war drum was beating, inspiring him to move forward courageously.

His speed was extremely fast, leaving a blurry afterimage behind him, as if he had transcended the limitations of time and space.

His speed was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning across the dark sky.

At that moment, his figure was like an illusory phantom, making it impossible to capture his exact location. His body quickly shuttled through the air, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound, as if a storm was roaring.

His speed was so fast that the air around him didn't have time to react, and only a brief vacuum zone formed behind him.

As Ling Tian charged towards the nine people, the space around him was slightly distorted, as if it could not withstand his powerful force. The space seemed to have turned into a piece of soft cloth, which was constantly twisted and deformed under the impact of Ling Tian's power.

The light also became strange in this twisted space, sometimes bending, sometimes flickering, as if the whole world was trembling with Ling Tian's power.

That powerful force spread out in all directions like a surging tide, making everything around it seem so small and fragile.

The air formed a strong airflow behind him, blowing up the dust around him. The airflow was like a small storm, sweeping everything around.

Dust flew in the wind, forming a hazy curtain of sand and dust. Stones were blown everywhere by the strong airflow, making dull crashing sounds.

The entire Impel Down City seemed to be trembling under this powerful airflow, as if it was shocked by Ling Tian's power.

When Ling Tian came to the nine people, he did not hesitate at all, his eyes flashed with determination. His body was like a ferocious cheetah, and he instantly burst out with powerful strength.

His movements were clean and powerful, as if every move was carefully calculated and rehearsed. His fist was like a giant hammer made of steel, smashing into the enemy with an unstoppable momentum.

The muscles in his arms were taut, veins bulging, and every inch of his skin contained endless power.

When his fist touched the enemy's body, a dull sound was heard, as if thunder had exploded in his ears. The powerful impact instantly made the enemy lose balance, as if he had been hit by a high-speed train.

Under this powerful force, the enemy's body flew backwards involuntarily, blood spurted from his mouth, and his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Ling Tian's foot was like a steel whip, with a fierce momentum, kicking towards another enemy. His leg muscles tightened instantly, and then he kicked out at an extremely fast speed.

The kick drew a graceful arc in the air, bringing up a strong wind that seemed to be able to cut through the air.

When his foot hit the enemy's body, there was also a dull sound. The enemy's body was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air and then falling heavily to the ground.

Ling Tian's attack was as fierce as a storm, leaving the enemy with no chance to fight back. Each of his moves was a perfect combination of strength and speed, showing his powerful fighting ability.

Ling Tian's foot was like a steel whip, swung out with fierce momentum. His leg muscles instantly tensed up, like a fully drawn bowstring, containing infinite explosive power.

The kick brought with it a sharp sound of wind, as if it could tear the air apart.

When his foot kicked the enemy hard, the powerful force was like a surging wave, instantly knocking the enemy away.

Under Ling Tian's attack, the eight people were like kites with their strings cut, drawing a graceful but embarrassing arc in the air. They had completely lost control of their bodies, their limbs waving helplessly, as if they were making their last struggle.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair. They had never expected Ling Tian's attack to be so powerful and so swift, leaving them with no chance of resistance at all.

With a dull thud, the eight men fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust. The ground trembled slightly under their impact, as if it was also shocked by Ling Tian's powerful strength.

As for why the other person was not knocked away by Ling Tian, ​​it was because Gui Cang used his ability to transform him into an element. Gui Cang's body instantly turned into black smoke, floating in the air like a ghost.

The smoke was mysterious and strange, as if it came from a messenger from hell, emitting a chilling aura.

The smoke kept changing shapes in the air, sometimes condensing into a human figure, and sometimes dispersing into countless filaments, making it difficult to understand.

Gui Cang is like a ghost hiding in the darkness, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

Ling Tian just happened not to use the Armament Haki, so his attack was ineffective against Gui Cang.

The few people who were knocked away by Ling Tian covered the places where they were hit by Ling Tian and groaned in pain. Their faces showed painful expressions, and their facial features were twisted together because of the pain.

Their lips trembled slightly, and they uttered faint moans. Their eyes were full of fear and shock, and they had never thought that someone could possess such a powerful force.