Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2745: Chapter 2744: Blood Clan Young Master from Beyond the Domain!

With the battle coming to an end, Lin Dong took a deep breath, as if wind and thunder were rumbling in his chest, a sign that the power within him was nearly exhausted.

The fierce fight with Xue Chen and Macaron, particularly using the incredibly powerful "Sword Two," had nearly drained him of all his inner qi and willpower.

At the moment, he was like an old tree battered by a violent storm; though it still stood tall, its roots were damaged, and it was on the verge of collapse.

"It seems that although Sword Two is powerful enough to match a Secondary Ancestor’s strike, such power means that the inner qi needed after using it is also immense."

"With my current strength, using Sword Two is really too much for me."

"Heavenly Realm Martial Artists of the Second Heaven can only use it once! And the consumption not only involves inner qi but also mental and willpower."

If it were purely inner qi, Deadwood Dan could be used for replenishment.

But this kind of consumption clearly can’t be restored by relying on Deadwood Dan.

He shook his head and glanced around; the smoke on the battlefield gradually dissipated, leaving only scorched earth and broken artifact fragments, while a pungent scent of blood lingered in the air.

Lin Dong secretly remained alert, with so much commotion here, surely it might attract nearby Demon Emperors or other even stronger beings.

In the Extraterrestrial Battlefield, the strong are respected, and any stir could become a chance for someone else’s greed.

Encountering a Demon Emperor, it goes without saying; human martial artists and Demon Emperors are mortal enemies, and meeting one almost always guarantees a battle.

Moreover, even if encountering other human martial artists, one must be cautious.

Here, the Heavenly Oath only restricts Secondary Ancestors from attacking other Heavenly Realm Martial Artists. It cannot restrain Heavenly Realm Martial Artists from other factions.

Meaning, if you encounter a Western Heavenly Realm Martial Artist below a Secondary Ancestor who covets the treasures on you and kills you, the Heavenly Oath won’t punish them.

Because this is the Extraterrestrial Battlefield!

It is inherently a battlefield, so naturally, combat isn’t restricted!

Of course, Lin Dong’s biggest worry is still the Extraterritorial Blood Clan.

He killed Xue Chen, and it’s possible that other experts from the Extraterritorial Blood Clan might sense it. If another blood clan as strong as Xue Chen comes, then Lin Dong would surely be doomed.

He would definitely not be their match.

"I must leave quickly." Lin Dong thought to himself as he slowly stood up, each step seeming unusually heavy.

Forcing himself against fatigue, he began to move slowly in the direction away from the battlefield, each step seeming to challenge his limits.

Just as he was about to disappear and leave, an unusual glimmer caught his attention.

It came from the faint light at the spot where Xue Chen met his demise, appearing exceptionally bright in the dim environment.

Lin Dong’s heart moved, he bolstered his spirit and turned towards the light.

Upon closer inspection, a blood-colored light sphere quietly suspended on the ground, like Xue Chen’s last legacy or perhaps a manifestation of some unknown force.

Enveloped in the light sphere is a crystal clear blood jade, emitting a faint blood-colored fluorescence, standing in stark contrast to the surrounding bloody air.

Lin Dong gazed at the blood jade, filled with puzzlement.

Although well-versed in knowledge, he had never seen such a peculiar treasure. What surprised him more was that the blood jade remained unscathed even after his full-power strike of "Sword Two."

This resilience and mystery undoubtedly make it more intriguing.

"What is the origin of this item? And what kind of power does it contain?" Lin Dong speculated inwardly, gently touching the blood-colored light sphere with his finger.

Unexpectedly, the light sphere showed no repulsive response and seemed to sense Lin Dong’s intention, slowly contracting, eventually lifting the blood jade gently into his palm.

Feeling the slight coolness emanating from the blood jade, an indescribable feeling surged in Lin Dong’s heart.

"This contains unbelievably terrifying energy. Take it away for now," he mused, deciding to take it away.

Carefully securing the blood jade, Lin Dong once again embarked on the path of departure.

In the night, his figure gradually receded into the distance, leaving behind only the land baptized by battle, quietly whispering the thrilling moments just now.

...

An hour after Lin Dong had quietly left, the battlefield, initially leaning towards calm, started to stir again.

In the night, space seemed gently twisted by an invisible hand, with a trace of blood-red light quietly appearing, gradually coalescing into a colossal spiral blood gate.

Like a call from the abyss, fostering endless eeriness and ominousness.

The blood gate opened slowly, with two figures stepping out, encircled by an extremely thick bloody aura.

As if just coming from boundless carnage, each step struck a symphony of blood and bone.

Leading was a youth with exceptionally monstrous looks.

His skin was snow white, nearly hideous, as if never touched by sunshine, exuding a transcendent cold beauty.

The youth’s eyes were like red rubies in the abyss, glowing with a captivating gleam, while the faint smile on his lips sent shivers down one’s spine.

He wore a meticulous blood robe, embroidered with elaborate runes, each stroke harboring ancient and powerful strength.

The most striking is the crown atop his head, forged from unknown materials, adorned with blood-glowing gems, each seeming to threaten a tiny world.

Revealing his extraordinary identity!

His demeanor is cold and noble, showcasing a king’s grandeur with every gesture, as if the whole world trembles beneath his feet.

He slightly lifted his head, his gaze penetrating the gap of the blood gate, glancing towards the direction where Lin Dong had departed, eyes flickering with a hint of unnoticeable chill.

Following closely was a blood clan member of similar strength to Xue Chen, tall and hideous in appearance, with red eyes, evidently a seasoned warrior.

With his head down, his tone contained a hint of reverence as he addressed the youthful figure ahead, saying: "Young Master, Xue Chen has indeed fallen."

In his words, he took a deep breath, seemingly facing the invisible pressure from the younger-looking man before him.

Like ancient ministers before a king, who dared not even take a single breath.

This blood clan youth, upon hearing, had an even wider smile, but behind that smile lingered endless coldness.

"Oh? Dead, is he? The strength of a Four-star Blood Emperor was actually killed? And surprisingly, no Secondary Ancestor’s aura detected. Clearly not killed by a Secondary Ancestor!"

"How interesting that among humans, below the rank of Secondary Ancestor, there are still those who can kill Xue Chen? It seems our human adversaries are far more troublesome than expected."

He spoke softly, his tone mixture of indifference to Xue Chen’s death, coupled with keen interest toward the unknown enemy.

Subsequently, the blood clan young master slowly turned around, those ruby-like eyes scanning the entire battlefield, as if looking for something.