Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2606: Chapter 2605: Heading for Earth Dragon Valley

In the desolate twilight of the Black Soil Plateau, an ancient and mysterious stone cave is hidden among the mountains, like a secret left behind by time.

Inside the stone cave, a sliver of moonlight spills in, illuminating the resolute face of a young man.

This person is none other than Lin Dong!

He closes his eyes and focuses his mind, a faint fluctuation of Inner Qi surrounding him as he endures an unprecedented pain.

This is the pain triggered by the Dead Soul Curse!

He uses Inner Qi and Spiritual Power to suppress the pain after the Dead Soul Curse erupts.

Now it has been two days since the battle with the Four Great Heavenly Envoys.

The Dead Soul Curse has been active for two days, during which he has stayed in this cave, suppressing it.

This Dead Soul Curse originates from ancient times, with incredible power, even martial artists with profound cultivation levels find it hard to resist its corrosion.

The pain after it erupts is unbearable, even for Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, creating a taste of living death.

At the moment, deep inside the cave, an ancient and pure force flows gently through Lin Dong’s veins, resonating with the Inner Qi within him.

He takes a deep breath, guiding this force into his sea of consciousness to engage in a fierce battle with the Dead Soul Curse.

As time progresses, the dark aura of the Dead Soul Curse is gradually purified, temporarily suppressed by Lin Dong.

This does not mean that Lin Dong has dispelled the Dead Soul Curse. It is merely temporarily contained.

"Whoo~~~"

He exhales a deep breath of turbid Qi, sighing, "This Dead Soul Curse is truly terrifying. I must quickly find Dragon’s Saliva to completely dispel it."

"Otherwise, if it erupts during a battle next time, it will be trouble."

This time, it erupted just after he killed two of the Four Great Heavenly Envoys, when the other two fled seeing the unfavorable situation.

If it had erupted earlier, Lin Dong would have been done for.

Thinking of the battle two days ago, Lin Dong couldn’t help but think of the two Spirits he had confined in the Drought-Maiden Horn.

He immediately took out the Drought-Maiden Horn and released the two Spirits from within.

With a low whisper of incantations, the surface of the Drought-Maiden Horn suddenly rippled, as if a powerful and ancient force were slowly awakening.

Followed by, two beams of light shot out from the horn like lightning, transforming into two figures, the long-imprisoned Spirits of Bruno and the Holy Light Knight.

"Lin Dong! You despicable man, how dare you treat us this way!" Bruno’s Spirit, once freed, roared and charged towards Lin Dong, wrapped in flames of anger, his hollow eyes seemingly able to spew rage.

The Spirit of the Holy Light Knight followed closely, his demeanor not showing much anger, but his words still revealed unwillingness and despair:

"Lin Dong, you will eventually pay for your actions!"

Faced with their insults and threats, Lin Dong merely smirked, "Clearly, you lack the insight. At this moment, you still dare talk to me this way?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Dong’s figure flickered, instantly appearing before Bruno’s Spirit, he reached out with one hand, capturing Bruno’s Spirit firmly as if reaching into a bag to take out an item.

Bruno’s Spirit let out a piercing scream, helplessly struggling, then fearfully asked, "What... what are you going to do?"

"Devour you, of course." Lin Dong’s voice was cold and calm, as if he were talking about the most ordinary thing.

With these words, Bruno’s Spirit plunged into despair, he tried to plead further, but before he could speak, he was consumed by Lin Dong’s overpowering and irresistible force, beginning the long process of refining.

Beside him, the Holy Light Knight’s Spirit witnessed everything, his face turning pale as paper, knowing well that his own fate wouldn’t be any better.

So, he laid down all pride and dignity, and began to beg Lin Dong: "Lin Dong, spare me, I am willing to do anything for you, just grant me a chance to live..."

However, there was no emotion on Lin Dong’s face, his gaze as cold as a knife, he uttered a few words indifferently:

"A chance to live? If I were defeated, would you give me this chance? Obviously, you wouldn’t!" With that said, he acted again, with lightning speed, devouring the Spirit of the Holy Light Knight as well, leaving no room for escape.

With the disappearance of the two Spirits, the surrounding space seemed to tremble, a vast energy surged within Lin Dong.

It was the essence of centuries belonging to Bruno and the Holy Light Knight, being gradually refined and transformed into his own Spiritual Power.

The Spirits of Triple-Heaven Martial Artists were immeasurable, beyond ordinary comprehension.

Lin Dong only felt his sea of consciousness filled with endless stars, each containing immense power and wisdom.

He gritted his teeth, fully operating his cultivation method, gradually refining this vast soul power into his own psychic energy.

As the refining process deepened, a qualitative leap began to occur in Lin Dong’s Spiritual Power.

Originally at the early stage of the 39th level, he now seemed to have crossed an invisible threshold, entering the mid stage of the 39th level.

His sea of consciousness became broader and more profound, his perception of the surrounding environment became sharper.

However, even with the Spirits of two Third-Layer Heavenly Boundary Martial Artists, Lin Dong’s Spiritual Power advanced only this small step.

Lin Dong knew well that the further he went in Spiritual Power, the harder it is to improve.

"To reach the 40th level, it is estimated that at least ten more Spirits from Third-Heaven Heavenly Realm Martial Artists need to be devoured!"

"Of course, even then, it doesn’t necessarily mean being able to reach the grand realm of the 40th level of Spiritual Power. Because each grand realm of Spiritual Power has bottlenecks. And those bottlenecks, like the bottlenecks of each layer of the Heavenly Realm, require insights beyond Spiritual Power energy to break through..." Lin Dong pondered this way.

Nonetheless, he did not lose heart.

The path of cultivation requires taking it step by step, and haste makes waste.

At the moment, he stretched lazily, standing up from his cross-legged sitting position.

Then, he looked towards the distance outside the stone cave.

"I must hurry to Earth Dragon Valley to find Dragon’s Saliva and quickly cleanse the Dead Soul Curse from my body, I can’t delay any longer," he muttered, and then his figure slowly vanished from the original location.

Like the wind, he headed towards the direction where Earth Dragon Valley lies.

...

Lin Dong needs to head eight thousand kilometers to reach the forbidden place ’Earth Dragon Valley’.

Eight thousand kilometers is an unimaginable distance for ordinary people, but for martial artists like Lin Dong, if it’s an ordinary place, it’s only a matter of days.

However, on this cursed land, each step forward is filled with unknown and danger.

Initially, Lin Dong could still rely on his profound Internal Force and keen perception to easily avoid some minor dangers.

But as he gradually moved deeper, the surrounding environment began to worsen increasingly.

When he was just a thousand kilometers away from Earth Dragon Valley, he encountered a boundless ’Miasma.’

"This is the special Dark Miasma of the Black Soil Plateau area. Martial Artists under the Heavenly Realm encountering it will undoubtedly face death. For Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, it depends on the density of this Dark Miasma."

"Even with my current strength, passing through this Dark Miasma poses a certain risk..." Lin Dong murmured, but he couldn’t care much further.

He still stepped into that Dark Miasma.