Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2465: Chapter 2464: Who’s Next?

"Hahaha... Lin Dong, oh Lin Dong, ultimately you’ve fallen into my trap! This Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva is difficult to withstand even for a Heavenly Realm powerhouse. You’re dead for sure!"

Tang Ku’s laughter echoed within the Tiangang-Disha Formation, carrying a hint of madness and indulgence.

However, just at the moment of his arrogance, a sudden chill rose up his spine, cold as ice, causing his laughter to abruptly halt.

Tang Ku spun around sharply, his pupils contracting, only to see Lin Dong’s Heavenly Demon Charming Shadow Doppelganger had quietly appeared behind him, the long sword in his hand shimmering with a chilling light, moving with jaw-dropping speed.

"What! Impossible!" Tang Ku exclaimed, but it was too late to dodge. The long sword, like Death’s scythe, accurately and unerringly sliced across his neck, his head falling with a response, fresh blood spurting out, staining the surrounding ground.

However, shockingly, even as his head hit the ground, Tang Ku’s consciousness had not completely dispersed. In his eyes, devoid of life, there still flickered unwillingness and madness, as his voice rasped and distortedly squeezed out from his throat:

"You... You’re poisoned, you won’t live long! Brother Qin, Brother Jin, quickly kill him!"

But what responded was only deathly silence.

Qin Zong and Zijin Knight Jin, both equally formidable, were at the moment, fixated on Lin Dong.

Qin Zong said, "Brother Tang, your ’Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva’ seems to have no effect on him."

At this moment, an even more unbelievable event occurred.

Lin Dong, instead of collapsing, closed his eyes and concentrated, his surroundings beginning to emit a faint glow.

The ’Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva’, which should have been his fatal wound, flowed slowly within him, ultimately absorbed by his formidable bloodline and Heavenly Boundary Dragon Blood Sacred Body, transforming into a source of nourishment for his power.

Seeing this scene, Tang Ku’s decapitated head hoarsely shouted, "No, that’s impossible. That was ’Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva’, how could he refine this poison?"

"Sigh..." At this time, Qin Zong let out a sigh and said, "Years ago, when our top ten Heavenly Boundary Martial Artists besieged Lin Zhantian, there was also a poison expert who used venom concocted by the World Poison King on Lin Zhantian."

"However, that venom had no effect on him. Lin Zhantian’s bloodline was incredibly peculiar, actually immune to the venom."

"It seems now, this Lin Dong has inherited Lin Zhantian’s bloodline. His bloodline is also immune to your ’Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva’!"

Upon hearing this, despair filled Tang Ku.

Even the ’Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva’ was useless, which was his strongest trump card.

At this moment, Lin Dong opened his eyes, his gaze glinting with coldness and killing intent.

He wielded his Limitless War Spear, the spearhead pointing directly at Tang Ku’s head, his tone icy as frost.

Tang Ku wanted to say something more, but at this moment, Lin Dong interrupted him:

"You no longer have the chance to speak!"

Having said this, Lin Dong’s wrist flicked, and the Limitless War Spear became a streak of light, piercing through Tang Ku’s head in an instant.

With a thunderous boom, that head turned into a mist of blood, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

Tang Ku, this once invincible powerhouse, thus fell!!

All around was a silence of death. Qin Zong and Zijin Knight Jin glanced at each other, their hearts in indescribable shock.

They had never seen such a defiance of heaven, nor had they thought Lin Dong could reverse a desperate situation and forcefully turn the tide.

And Lin Dong, with an astonishing and shocking stroke of the Limitless War Spear, ended Tang Ku’s life, and above Ziwei City, a rain of blood began to fall.

Countless people cried out in surprise.

"Is someone falling?"

"Is it Lin Dong? Did he die? Excellent!"

"..."

Members of the Xiao family, thinking Lin Dong was dead, cheered loudly.

However, on the city wall of Ziwei City, Qin Feng had witnessed the entire scene, an intricate emotion flashing in his eyes.

A mix of shock at Lin Dong’s power, and jealousy. But also a deep contemplation of the shifting situation.

He took a deep breath, turned to face the people gathered behind him, and spoke in a steady and powerful voice: "Everyone, it is not Lin Dong who is dead. It is... the Tang Sect’s Senior Tang Ku!"

"Boom!!"

With these words, the crowd erupted into a furor, buzzing with discussion.

Xiao Sisi and Qin Qiyu stood together, both faces as pale as paper, eyes filled with fear and unease at their unknown fate.

They knew deeply, the enmity between Lin Dong and them was profound, and if Lin Dong were the ultimate victor of this battle, then surely there would be no path of survival for them.

It wasn’t just them, members of the Xiao and Qin families shared this reaction. If they were thoroughly defeated in this battle, would Master Lin, known for his usual ways, spare them?

Tang Qing, as a member of the Tang family, had an even more complex reaction.

On one hand, the fall of the clan elder left her with some sadness.

But on the other hand, Lin Dong was her friend. She didn’t want Lin Dong to die and hoped he would win the battle.

Luckily, Tang Ku, this elder, wasn’t an ancestor-level figure in the Tang family, and neither was he her direct-line elder. So even if he died, it wouldn’t make her resent Lin Dong.

Meanwhile, in a corner of Ziwei City, Tianxing Feng and his protector—the Heavenly Realm martial artist from the Tian family—were in a transmitted conversation.

The Heavenly Realm martial artist gazed into the distance, his eyes glinting with a peculiar light, finally heaving a sigh, communicating to Tianxing Feng:

"Son of Heaven, your vision was indeed unique. I originally thought that while Lin Dong was extraordinary, winning this battle would still be a pipe’s dream. But he surprisingly grew so quickly, exhibiting such terrifying strength."

"It seems, in this battle, Master Lin will truly emerge victorious."

Hearing this, Tianxing Feng’s mouth curved into a slight smile, though his eyes harbored deep pondering.

The protector asked again, "Son of Heaven, is there really no opportunity to recruit this Master Lin, to have him join our Tian family?"

"If we let Miss marry him, do you think it’s feasible..."

Before he could finish, Tianxing Feng interrupted him.

He said, "Being friends with him is enough. Master Lin is still very friendly to his friends."

"He dislikes being constrained, so why force others to join our Tian family?"

Hearing this, the protector nodded in agreement, falling into silence.

Just at this moment, laughter could be heard from the direction of the tower top.

Then, Li Zhaixing’s voice rose.

"Master Lin has slain Tang Ku of the Tang Sect!"

"With this scene, I can’t help but craft a poem once more."

"This time, I will make a seven-step poem, one line per step! Everyone, don’t be jealous of my talent."

Before his poem was out, countless people rolled their eyes upon hearing his words.

"Pfft~~ This old Deng really knows how to act," Tang Qing, who was the first to disapprove, couldn’t help but retort.

Long Ban was also speechless, saying, "The onlookers are stealing the show more than the fighters. Really can’t stand him."

Li Zhaixing ignored the thoughts of others and actually began to compose his poem.

He took a step into the void, then chanted:

"One step starts with elegance, spear shadow breaks the clouds."

After completing the first line, inspiration struck Li Zhaixing, and he proceeded to take the following seven steps consecutively, ascending as though climbing to the heavens, walking toward the sky!

At the same time, he continued to chant:

"Second step battle intention burns, Tang Ku’s color fades.

Third step dragon’s roar echoes, Qian Kun shakes it all.

Fourth step stars turn, life and death vanish in an instant.

Fifth step renowned fame spreads, high above Ziwei City’s towers.

Sixth step world falls silent, only the battle song drifts.

Seventh step the path to godhood, Lin Dong leads the tides."

Upon completing his poem, he was already suspended in mid-air, standing with hands behind his back, facing away from all life.

His appearance, paired with his seven-step poem, was indeed eye-catching.

Everyone looked at him, with twitching mouths.

Many wished to beat him up because he was indeed acting like a pretentious prick.

"That old Deng, acting so pretentious, doesn’t he fear being struck by lightning?" Tang Qing glanced skyward, muttering with rolling eyes.

Even Lin Dong, amid the great battle, couldn’t help but glance outside the formation.

"Old Li Zhaixing is here too, he’s everywhere," Lin Dong murmured softly, then, with eyes narrowed sharply, he returned his attention to the two remaining inside the Tiangang-Disha Formation, Qin Zong and Zijin Knight Jin.

Retracting his Limitless War Spear, he gazed upon them, a greater intensity in his battle desire, asking aloud: "Who’s the next to die?"