Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2577: Chapter 2576: Desperation and Betrayal

At the center of Blood Soul Valley, Lin Zhenyue in his dragon transformation form, the giant dragon that had been soaring the sky and intimidating all directions just now, was now powerlessly collapsed on the ground. The golden scales were filled with cracks, and fresh blood was gushing out, staining the cold ground red.

His eyes had lost their former brilliance, but the indomitable spirit and resilience still flickered deep in his pupils.

The host of Blood Soul Hall, Ye Wuheng, wearing a dark red long robe, stood in mid-air, with a hint of a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly descended, each step seemed to tread on Lin Zhenyue’s heart, bringing an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"Lin Zhenyue, what good is dragon transformation? In front of me, Ye Wuheng, you are defeated after all." His voice was deep and powerful, full of the arrogance of a victor.

Lin Zhenyue slowly lifted his head, a trace of anger flashed in the golden eyes, but more was unyielding. "There are still two battles, don’t celebrate too early."

However, to Ye Wuheng, these words were nothing more than the wails of a defeated dog.

"Lin Zhenyue, you are indeed a character." Ye Wuheng sneered, his tone full of disdain. "But do you think, in this Blood Soul Valley, in my Ye Wuheng’s territory, you still have a chance to turn the tide? In the next two battles, you are just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered."

His tone was full of disdain.

Today, in his eyes, the Dragon Alliance had already become meat on the chopping board, for him to carve up.

At this moment, Lin Zhenyue’s gaze shifted to one side, in the direction of the Withered Blood Elder.

The Withered Blood Elder, at this moment in Lin Zhenyue’s eyes, had become the only straw of hope for their Dragon Alliance!

A hint of hope flashed in Lin Zhenyue’s eyes, he spoke with difficulty: "Brother Withered Blood, I’m relying on you for the next."

"In the next battle, you must win!"

However, fate always loves to play the cruelest jokes at the most unintentional moment.

Just as Lin Zhenyue finished speaking, the silhouette of the Withered Blood Elder suddenly moved, not towards the enemy, but with an incredible speed, launched a fatal attack from behind Lin Zhenyue.

A cold light flashed, a long sword penetrated Lin Zhenyue’s chest with precision, fresh blood gushed out, staining his robe red.

Lin Zhenyue’s body trembled violently, he turned his head in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and pain.

The face of the Withered Blood Elder became blurred in his eyes, only those indifferent eyes, like two sharp blades, deeply pierced his heart.

"Why..." He spat out these two words with difficulty, his voice weak to the point of being almost drowned by the wind.

"Why?" The Withered Blood Elder laughed coldly, a smile devoid of any warmth, "Because I have always been from Blood Soul Hall."

"This was all just the host’s calculation. Lin Zhenyue, for someone hailed as the ’God’ among the loose cultivators of the Dragon Country. To think you fell so easily into the trap. With such wisdom, do you think you can protect the Dragon Alliance?"

"I think the Dragon Alliance has no reason to exist anymore!"

Although Lin Zhenyue was stabbed from behind, he was after all a Triple-Heaven Martial Artist, so that sword strike was not fatal.

However, the current situation made Lin Zhenyue feel desperate.

He had put his last hope on the Withered Blood Elder, this Second Heavenly Realm Martial Artist. He never thought that he would actually be from Blood Soul Hall.

Now, on Blood Soul Hall’s side, there were several Heavenly Realm Martial Artists. And he, the Dragon Alliance’s only Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, was severely injured, having no strength left to fight.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but look up at the sky, letting out a cry of despair.

"Is it true, the heavens want to destroy my Dragon Alliance!"

At this time, Ye Wuheng, the host of the Blood Soul Hall, let out a long laugh once more.

Then suddenly his expression turned solemn, looking at the elites behind the Dragon Alliance.

He exuded terrifying Heavenly Realm pressure, speaking in a deep voice to everyone present: "Everyone, you are experts from the Extraterrestrial Battlefield, and I am a person who values talent. As long as you submit to our Blood Soul Hall and work for us henceforth, I can spare your lives today!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Withered Blood Elder also looked at the members of the Dragon Alliance, laughingly said: "Following our Blood Soul Hall is undoubtedly more promising than being in the Dragon Alliance!"

"In our Blood Soul Hall, there are three Heavenly Realm Martial Artists alone. Moreover, our host can even refine blood pills. These blood pills can quickly enhance your strength."

"As long as you join our Blood Soul Hall, each one of you can receive a blood pill! Of course, you can also choose not to join, but the consequences, hehe... will be like this!"

After finishing speaking, the Withered Blood Elder reached for a boulder beside him. The boulder instantly turned into powder.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone in the Dragon Alliance changed, but on their faces was a determination to die.

The Withered Blood Elder seeing this, let out a cold laugh, that laughter was filled with contempt for the weak and a thirst for victory.

"A wise man recognizes the times, members of the Dragon Alliance, why not comply with destiny, join our Blood Soul Hall, and plot a grand business together?"

As soon as these words fell, a dead silence enveloped the surroundings, only the rustling sound of the wind passing through the treetops remained, exceptionally harsh.

But at this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the crowd, each step seemingly carrying the weight of a thousand pounds. It was the commander of the Dark Night Legion—Mo Huan.

Lin Zhenyue’s pupils contracted sharply, his gaze like a knife shooting towards Mo Huan, he couldn’t believe it, his most trusted subordinate, the brother who had fought alongside him in countless battles, would choose to betray at this critical moment.

"Mo Huan... you..." Lin Zhenyue’s voice trembled, full of disbelief.

Mo Huan stopped his steps, turned around, spread his hands and said:

"Lin Zhenyue, the times are changing, our beliefs should change as well. What Blood Soul Hall can offer, the Dragon Alliance can never provide."

"On the Extraterrestrial Battlefield, there is no so-called loyalty and betrayal, only the strong are respected!"

He now straightforwardly called Lin Zhenyue by name, not even bothering to use the title ’Alliance Hierarch’.

"You... how can you utter such words!" Lin Zhenyue was furious, he never thought loyalty and faith could be so fragile in Mo Huan’s heart.

"Lin Zhenyue, you and I are both strong, but the road of the strong is often a lonely journey. I have chosen what I believe is the correct path." Mo Huan’s tone was calm, yet there was an undoubted firmness.

Ye Wuheng saw this, a satisfied smile curled at the corner of his mouth, he stepped forward and patted Mo Huan’s shoulder, as if announcing to everyone the joining of this new ally.

"Very well, Mo Huan, your choice will be the wisest step in your life. The doors of Blood Soul Hall are open to you."

"This is a blood pill, once consumed. It will allow your strength to go further!"

The host of Blood Soul Hall, in order to completely rope in ’Mo Huan Commander’ and to set an example for others, at this moment directly tossed a blood pill to Mo Huan, as a reward for his allegiance.

Mo Huan quickly caught the blood pill and then swallowed it down.

"Boom～～～"

As soon as the blood pill was swallowed, he felt his strength rapidly growing, directly advancing from the Peak Ninth Stage Grandmaster to a higher level.

"This blood pill, its effect is too good. It made my strength at least double. I’ve gotten even closer to becoming a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist!" Mo Huan Commander said joyfully.