Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1721 - 1718: A Godlike Existence

The Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable sat paralyzed on the ground, witnessing this shocking scene, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

His body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was in an ice cellar, with coldness piercing to the bone.

Originally, he had hoped that the mysterious person could kill Xu Wendong and clear the shame for his Blood Sect.

But now, the situation had taken a sharp turn.

His pillar not only failed to harm Xu Wendong but was beaten to the brink of death.

This shattered the last bit of luck in the heart of the Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable.

"How could this be... How could this happen..." he murmured, his voice trembling like a withered leaf in the wind, his face losing all color, as pale as white paper.

He watched Xu Wendong’s figure like a War God descending to the mortal world, and the fear in his eyes grew stronger, as if he had seen the most terrifying nightmare on earth.

At this moment, he knew that he was completely defeated today, having provoked a disaster star that should never be provoked.

And waiting for him would likely be a fate even more terrifying than death.

"Is this all you’ve got?" Xu Wendong calmly looked at the mysterious person, "If that’s all, then you can be on your way."

The mysterious person’s chest heaved violently as he coughed up blood, the bright red blood splattered on the ground like blooming withered flowers, full of endless melancholy and sorrow.

On his face as pale as paper, a smile of extreme madness suddenly emerged, twisted and hideous like an Evil Ghost crawled out from the Nine Nether Hell, chilling to the bone.

"Of course my methods aren’t that simple!" the mysterious person’s voice was hoarse, like a worn-out bellows, squeezing each word through his teeth, carrying a chilling coldness.

With that, he trembled as he extended his skeletal hand, slowly reaching into his chest, after some searching, he took out an ancient, yellowed talisman paper.

The talisman paper seemed to bear the weight of years, its corners slightly curled, full of mysterious and obscure runes.

The runes seemed to be mysterious codes from ancient times, and every line seemed to contain the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The runes flashed as they emitted a strange aura capable of disturbing the universe, elusive to understanding, just a glance could feel like it was sucking one’s soul into it.

A glimmer of resolve flashed in the mysterious person’s eyes, like a warrior wagering everything in a desperate situation.

He gathered a mouthful of True Qi, but it flickered like a candle in the wind, uncertain.

Yet he spared no effort, pouring his last shred of Spiritual Power into the talisman paper like a gambler betting everything.

In an instant.

The talisman paper seemed like a star ignited, shining brightly, its light seemed to break through the heavens, illuminating the dark world.

Soon after.

A dazzling light flashed, and the mysterious person’s body was instantly enveloped by a layer of peculiar halo.

His figure gradually blurred, as though turning into a wisp of smoke, merging into the void, about to disappear.

"Senior, take me with you!"

The Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable, seeing this, widened his eyes in fear, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, desperately cried out.

He crawled frantically in the direction of the mysterious person disappearing, his face full of despair and supplication.

However.

The only response was the mysterious person’s angry roar, sounding like a curse from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing through the air, "You’re just useless, stay here and wait for death!"

With that, the mysterious person completely disappeared.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable collapsed on the ground, his eyes empty, as if his soul had been extracted, drowned entirely by a tide of despair.

His world collapsed at this moment, and all the previous arrogance and dominance vanished, leaving only a broken shell, awaiting fate’s final judgment.

Xu Wendong coldly watched it all, his posture upright as a pine, like a War God standing proudly in the world, emanating an intimidating presence.

He walked step by step towards the Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable, each step seemed to tread on the edge of the Demon Venerable’s heart, making him tremble uncontrollably.

The friction sound of the shoe sole against the ground seemed especially piercing in this silent atmosphere, like a countdown to death.

"You... you can’t kill me..." The Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable, like a mirage of revival, suddenly widened his eyes, full of fear and pleading, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "I... I know I was wrong, I beg you to spare my life..."

He desperately crawled backward, his hands frantically groping the ground, trying to find a leverage to escape, but all was in vain.

Xu Wendong’s lips curled into a mocking arc, as if watching a lowly ant’s final struggle.

"The sins you’ve committed, every one of them, are beyond redemption. Spare you? Do you think it’s possible?" His voice was deep and cold, like a chilling wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, piercing into one’s soul, chilling the listener’s heart.

Having said that, Xu Wendong’s longsword shook, the sound of the sword resonating like a dragon’s roar and tiger’s roar, echoing all around.

Upon the longsword, runes flickered, like an awakened Ancient Fierce Beast, emanating chilling murderous intent.

His figure flickered, like a ghost drifting, instantly approaching the Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable, in terror, lifted his head, only having time to see a cold light flashing, that cold light resembled the Grim Reaper’s scythe, directly slicing towards his neck.

He wanted to dodge, but his body felt immobilized, unable to move, and could only close his eyes in despair, waiting for death to arrive.

"Puff!"

A soft sound came, and from the Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable’s neck spouted a column of blood, like a blooming blood-colored fountain, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

His head hung powerlessly, his eyes round and wide open, retaining the terror and fear until death.

With the collapse of the Blood Slaughter Demon Venerable, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to fall into a moment of silence.

Xu Wendong slowly withdrew his sword, the blood on it slid down the blade, dripping on the ground, like blooming red plums, carrying a chilling solemnity.

Zhang Nian and others briskly approached, their eyes full of admiration and pride as they looked towards Xu Wendong.

"Master, you are so powerful! Finally, we’ve eliminated this tumor of the Blood Sect." Zhang Nian said excitedly, his eyes flashing with excitement, as if having just experienced a grand celebration.

Qingyuan City’s loose cultivators were also full of reverence, they gathered around, bowing in salute to Xu Wendong, their mouths incessantly praising.

Initially, they did not believe Xu Wendong could eliminate the Blood Sect, after all, the Sect Leader’s power was too terrifying.

But what they never expected.

Xu Wendong not only defeated the Sect Leader.

He even nearly slew the mysterious person from the Emergence Stage Realm behind the Blood Sect!

Even though they saw it with their own eyes, they all felt shocked beyond belief!

In their hearts.

Xu Wendong had already become a god-like, lofty, and undefeated existence!