Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2809: Chapter 2808: Like Ants Meeting the Sky

"Your words mean nothing to me anymore."

Lin Dong’s voice echoed in the night color, deep and firm, every word seemed to be squeezed through his teeth with difficulty, filled with killing intent, resolution, and coldness.

His eyes were like an abyss, deep and unfathomable, making one feel a chill at first glance.

"The mistake made by Jile War God requires each of you to pay the price. Today is your doomsday."

Lin Dong’s words held no emotional fluctuation, as if he were merely stating a predetermined fact.

"Jile War God? What did he do?" Among the three, the War God from Yujia Country finally couldn’t restrain his curiosity and fear, urgently asking.

His voice trembled slightly, clearly shocked and confused by the news of Jile War God’s death.

However, Lin Dong did not answer his question, simply judging coldly: "If you want to know what he did, go directly to hell and ask him."

Lin Dong’s words were like cold ice, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a few degrees.

"What? Jile War God is dead? Died by your hand?" The three War Gods were shocked at these words.

They exchanged glances, seeing terror and despair in each other’s eyes.

"I understand now, it’s not that we were unlucky, it’s because you killed Jile War God and took his War God Token. It was based on the guidance of the War God Token that you found us." One War God suddenly realized, his voice carrying a trace of trembling and anger.

Now, they finally realized that their so-called luck wasn’t bad—it was that they encountered Lin Dong deliberately seeking them out, like a fierce deity.

Clearly, he was intentionally hunting them, the contestants from the Four Great National War Zones, intending to directly hunt them down!

If they had known this earlier, they would have erased their positions and hidden their traces, but now it was obviously too late.

Lin Dong’s gaze was like a sharp sword, penetrating the night color, directly looking at the three War Gods.

His figure moved, like a ghost apparition, instantly appearing in front of the three.

Though the three War Gods were all Earth Realm Martial Artists, in front of Lin Dong, a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, they were entirely like ants, without any resistance.

Lin Dong lightly raised his hand, his long sword immediately unsheathed, its sword light like a dragon, tearing through the night sky.

With merely one sword, he transformed into numerous strands of Sword Qi, pouring down like a torrential rain, saturating the three War Gods’ bodies.

Where the sword light passed, flesh flew, and the three War Gods didn’t even have time to scream, instantly turning into a sky full of fragmented meat.

Lin Dong’s one sword stroke, like Grim Reaper’s Scythe, harvested their lives, also marking their doomsday arrival.

In the night color, only Lin Dong stood quietly, his figure illuminated by the moonlight seemed exceptionally solitary and stern.

While the corpses of the three War Gods lay silently at his feet, like fallen leaves.

Witnessing the shocking scene of Lin Dong killing three Earth Realm War Gods with one sword, War God Hei Long couldn’t help but sigh:

"In front of Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, what distinction is there between us Earth Realm Martial Artists and ants? Even if we pride ourselves as strong, but in front of Lin Zhan, such a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, fear we are merely frogs in wells viewing the moon in the sky."

His words were filled with helplessness and wonder, at this moment, he deeply sensed the insurmountable gorge between Earth Realm and Heavenly Realm Martial Artists.

War God Hei Long knew well that those three War Gods slain by Lin Dong, each possessed strength no weaker than his own.

If he were to encounter them, even against just one, it would require a life-and-death battle to determine victory.

However, Lin Dong merely wielded one sword, sweeping them away like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, this strength and skills made War God Hei Long feel genuine awe.

"Without Martial Artists, Lin Zhan, such Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, are merely frogs in wells viewing the moon in the sky, vague and uncertain in the eyes of ordinary people."

"Yet becoming Martial Artists, even Earth Realm Martial Artists like me, view Lin Zhan, such an existence, like ants seeing the sky, profoundly aware of one’s insignificance."

In that moment, War God Hei Long seemed to understand something, he realized, whether in power, speed, or combat experience, there exists a significant gap between Earth Realm Martial Artists and Heavenly Realm Martial Artists.

Such a gap cannot simply be bridged through simple cultivation and honing.

Nor can it be countered solely by trump cards.

Lin Dong was unaware of War God Hei Long’s thoughts, at this moment, he had already collected that killing intent, starting to handle the affairs after the battle.

He walked to the three War Gods’ corpses, taking everything off them, including weapons, spoils.

Moreover, he also ’inherited’ the number of demon beasts they had hunted in the War God Competition.

As Lin Dong collected these spoils one by one, his War God Token underwent a subtle change.

The number originally gained by his hunting of demon beasts at this moment soared once more, instantly soaring by thousands again.

After hunting other zones’ contestants like this, the amount grew quickly.

However, these still weren’t enough.

Lin Dong’s eyes flickered with a more determined glow, taking out the War God Tokens obtained from the three War Gods from Yingjiang Country and Xiong Country.

These two tokens would become the key for him to continue hunting more War Gods.

He prepared to continue hunting their companions based on the information on these two tokens, thereby increasing his demon beast count.

Following the guidance of the War God Tokens obtained from those War Gods earlier, they quickly locked onto the next target.

...

The night color was like ink, starlight sparse, two competing War Gods from Yingjiang Country and Ancient European Country. They surrounded a fallen War God from a small country, their faces radiant with victor’s smiles.

Their tone filled with pride and disdain: "Still hunting other zone’s War Gods, the number increases quickly. Look, didn’t we solve it easily?"

The War God from Yingjiang Country patted the spoils in his hand, his eyes flickering with cunning light.

"Indeed, and the risk is low. Consider those demon beasts, demon emperor level beings, once encountered, we’re beset with misfortune. Even if it’s a demon king, because we’re unfamiliar with their habits, fighting takes much time and effort."

"But hunting human Martial Artists, Ha ha, it’s truly effortless. We’re too familiar with their fighting style and weaknesses, as long as we don’t encounter those Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, aren’t the others allowed us to slaughter?" Ancient European Country’s War God continued, his tone filled with confidence and ruthlessness.

"Exactly, we don’t need to risk hunting those unknown strength demon beasts, just focus on hunting these human competitors is enough. This way is safe and efficient, why not enjoy it?"

The War God from Yingjiang Country emphasized again, the two exchanged smiles, as if they had already seen their ranking swiftly climb in the future.

Just as they immersed in pride and arrogance, enjoying this unearned "glory", the air suddenly surged with a chilling breath.

This breath was powerful and terrifying, as if emerging from an abyss, silently shrouding the entire battlefield.

Their smiles froze instantly, eyes flashed with fear of disbelief.

"What... what is this?!" Yingjiang Country’s War God stammered, instinctively feeling that the master of this power is an existence not easily provoked.

Ancient European Country’s War God also realized danger, nervously glancing around, trying to find the source of this breath, yet besides night color and the sound of wind, nothing else.

When the pressure and tension reached their peak, a figure slowly stepped from the darkness, each step seemed to tread on their hearts, making them feel unprecedented heaviness and fear.

Lin Dong and War God Hei Long, with unparalleled momentum, appeared in front of these two, like judges returned from hell.

"Is hunting fun? Then next, you’ll become the prey, hunted by us!"

A voice like it came from hell resounded from the darkness.