Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2576: Chapter 2575: The Duel Begins!

"Set off!" As Lin Zhenyue pointed his sword to the distance and said the word ’set off,’ the Dragon Alliance’s large army grandly moved towards the direction where Blood Soul Valley was located.

This time, the location of the battle is in Blood Soul Valley!

Under the guidance of Alliance Leader Lin Zhenyue, the Dragon Alliance’s troops traversed thousands of kilometers and finally arrived at the legendary Blood Soul Valley.

At the mouth of the valley, mist hovered, and the eerie atmosphere rushed in as if even the air had solidified.

However, the warriors of the Dragon Alliance showed no fear; their eyes held only determination and resolve.

At this moment, from the opposite valley, a deep sound of horns suddenly began to blare.

Followed by a group of Blood Soul Hall members, wearing dark red robes and hideous masks, walked out slowly, their steps neat and uniform, exuding a repressive yet powerful momentum.

In Lin Dong’s sight, the Blood Soul Hall’s team appeared like shadows in the night, slowly emerging from the depths of the valley, each step seemingly treading on everyone’s hearts, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.

He gazed like a torch, unperturbed as he shuttled through the crowd, secretly assessing Blood Soul Hall’s overall power.

Leading the charge was naturally the Blood Soul Hall’s host standing at the forefront of the team—Ye Wuheng.

A faint black aura surrounded Ye Wuheng, exclusive to Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, and its intensity had obviously reached the realm of Fourth Heaven, inspiring awe.

Lin Dong nodded privately within his heart; a Fourth Heaven Martial Artist was indeed a dominant figure even in the Extraterrestrial Battlefield, where strong ones gathered like clouds.

However, Lin Dong’s perception did not stop there.

His spiritual sense spread silently like an invisible net, attempting to capture more threats hidden in the shadows.

Sure enough, within the Blood Soul Hall’s ranks, he detected a more subtle yet equally unignorable spiritual power fluctuation.

This wave wasn’t as flamboyant as Ye Wuheng’s, yet it possessed its steadiness and depth, evidently representing another Heavenly Realm Martial Artist whose strength matched the Withered Blood Elder from the Dragon Alliance, both at the Second Heaven realm.

This discovery made Lin Dong’s brows furrow slightly, and he was inwardly vigilant.

Blood Soul Hall actually hid such a strong figure, which undeniably significantly increased their overall combat power.

Coupled with the Withered Blood Elder, who infiltrated deep into Dragon Alliance as a spy, his understanding of Dragon Alliance’s tactical layout would undoubtedly grant Blood Soul Hall greater advantage in the battle.

"Three Heavenly Realm Martial Artists..." Lin Dong calculated silently in his heart, such a configuration was sufficient to make Blood Soul Hall a force to be reckoned with even in the tumultuous, chaos-ridden, strong-gathering Extraterrestrial Battlefield.

As the Blood Soul Hall members appeared, the two sides confronted each other at the valley mouth, the atmosphere becoming extremely tense.

The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder, as if a single spark could set off this long-brewing battle.

Ye Wuheng broke the silence first, his voice deep and magnetic, yet full of undeniable authority: "Lin Zhenyue, today the grievances between Blood Soul Hall and Dragon Alliance shall finally be settled. As per agreement, three battles, the winner takes all, the loser must roll out of this district and surrender all resources."

Lin Zhenyue, upon hearing this, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, his gaze like a torch staring straight at Ye Wuheng: "Ye Wuheng, today’s battle is not only for the honor of Dragon Alliance but also for justice and peace on this land. In these three battles, my Dragon Alliance will fight with all our might; we won’t let Blood Soul Hall’s conspiracy succeed."

Ye Wuheng let out a cold laugh, his tone full of disdain: "Lin Zhenyue, you’re overly confident. The strength of Blood Soul Hall is not something your Dragon Alliance can match. In today’s battle, you will witness the decline and fall of Dragon Alliance."

Lin Zhenyue did not become angry but smiled instead. He gently shook his head and said, "Ye Wuheng, without the outcome decided, it is unwise to be so arrogant. My Dragon Alliance may not be invincible, but our faith and unity are invulnerable to any force. Today, let us speak with strength."

"Haha, like ants! If unity works, wouldn’t ants be invincible? But ants, in the end, are ants; no matter how united or numerous they are, what use do they have?"

"I only need one foot to stomp countless ants to death!"

Lin Zhenyue’s face was extremely ugly; him as the Dragon Alliance Leader, a Triple-Heaven Martial Artist, was compared to ants by the Blood Soul Hall’s host Ye Wuheng.

"Ye Wuheng, let’s fight. The first round, me against you!" Lin Zhenyue was an extremely proud person, directly wanting to strike upon the Blood Soul Hall host’s insult.

"Ouch~~ Dragon God Transformation!"

With a deep Dragon Roar, Lin Zhenyue, leader of the Dragon Alliance, stepped forward slowly, wearing a silver-white battle robe, with a faint dragon pattern between his eyebrows, exuding a subtle sense of authority and power.

He directly activated the Dragon God Transformation, transforming into a giant dragon, heading towards Ye Wuheng.

Ye Wuheng, draped in a black robe, with hair resting on his shoulders, a pale face tinged with a hint of demonic red, and eyes deep like an abyss, seemingly able to see through hearts.

He wielded a wholly black scythe, entwined with strands of blood-colored mist, causing one to instinctively feel fear.

"Lin Zhenyue, today is the day of Dragon Alliance’s extinction!" Ye Wuheng’s voice was cold as ice, and before his words fell, his figure transformed into a black shadow, instantly crossing the battlefield, directly charging towards the dragon-transformed Lin Zhenyue.

Lin Zhenyue hummed coldly, his figure remained unmoved, but around him layers of dragon Qi had gathered, forming into a gold shield, effortlessly neutralizing Ye Wuheng’s attack. Yet, this was just the beginning; Ye Wuheng’s strength was far from stopping here.

Ye Wuheng swung his scythe, the blood-colored mist suddenly expanded, turning into countless blood-colored sharp blades, hurtling towards Lin Zhenyue.

Lin Zhenyue’s figure was agile, with Dragon Roars ringing, every dodge accompanied by flashes of dragon-shaped phantoms, but even so, he gradually felt the pressure.

As time went by, Lin Zhenyue increasingly realized, though he was the Dragon Alliance Leader with profound cultivation, in front of Ye Wuheng’s seemingly all-consuming Blood Soul power, he felt powerless.

Each of Ye Wuheng’s attacks carried destructive power, and Lin Zhenyue’s defenses and counterattacks, though barely sustaining, couldn’t inflict substantive damage on him.

Just as the battle stalemated, suddenly a crack appeared in the sky, a force like the Milky Way’s blood river cascading down.

This force temporarily prevented Lin Zhenyue from using inner Qi.

Any inner Qi released was swallowed by that blood river.

It seemed as if the blood river could consume everything!

"What!?"

The dragon-shaped Lin Zhenyue evidently did not anticipate such a change.

At this moment, Blood Soul Hall’s host Ye Wuheng laughed loudly, launching a punch.

"Boom!!!"

The giant form of dragon-transformed Lin Zhenyue was struck by this punch, sent flying in reverse, landing heavily in Blood Soul Valley.

Lin Zhenyue, thus defeated!