Divine Doctor from the Start of the Eye Mutation

Chapter 1946 1947: Momentum Unabated

But can the fifth strike of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists block the attack of this flying sword?

The fifth strike of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists rushed toward the flying sword. The Northern Spiritual Energy on it was so powerful that Ling Zhenfei had immense confidence in it.

Upon seeing this, the man laughed: "You even dare to clash head-on with me? I'll give you a chance."

After speaking, the man waved his hand, and the dozen flying swords in the air merged into a single treasure sword and flew toward Ling Zhenfei. The Northern Spiritual Energy on the treasure sword was even more powerful.

The speed of the treasure sword was incredibly quick, flying towards Ling Zhenfei like an arrow shot from a bow, its strength made Ling Zhenfei feel some fear.

The Northern Spiritual Energy on the fifth strike of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists instantly came into contact with the treasure sword.

Ling Zhenfei thought that his fifth strike could block the treasure sword, but the sword was unimpressed and directly broke through Ling Zhenfei's Northern Spiritual Energy.

The treasure sword's momentum remained unabated, heading directly toward Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei thought, "Not good, I can't possibly block this."

Ling Zhenfei had thought many times, knowing that if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet one day, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and in such a place.

What was most infuriating was that this matter originally had nothing to do with him, and in the end, it was because he meddled in other people's affairs.

Ling Zhenfei assumed he was surely doomed, but unexpectedly, a flash of Northern Spiritual Energy appeared in the sky, and suddenly something came flying from afar.

That object moved quickly, reaching Ling Zhenfei before he could react, smashing directly onto the treasure sword.

The treasure sword was originally only a few inches away from Ling Zhenfei, but when hit by the object, its direction was instantly changed.

The treasure sword brushed past Ling Zhenfei, piercing into the rock behind him.

Ling Zhenfei could hardly believe it; it felt like he had just snatched back his life.

The man was also surprised and shouted angrily, "Who is it?"

At this moment, a voice was heard: "Boldly flaunting yourself at Wuliang Mountain, did you really think no one could deal with you?"

With the sound of speaking, a figure descended from the sky. It was unclear from where they had flown out, but they landed directly in front of Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei saw this person, a middle-aged man who looked in his forties or fifties, wearing a Wuliang Mountain Taoist robe, hands behind his back, exuding a celestial and sage-like demeanor.

The man glanced at this middle-aged man and said, "Finally, someone from Wuliang Mountain shows up. I thought you were all dead."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled: "I am Cloud Mist Hermit from Wuliang Mountain. What is your name, and what brings you to our Wuliang Mountain?"

The middle-aged man seemed relatively calm as if he didn't hold the man in high regard at all.

The man snorted, "I am Ye Wulong. I heard your Wuliang Heart Sutra is a treasure of the world, and our Palace Master sent me to borrow it for a look."

Upon hearing the name Ye Wulong, Ling Zhenfei was immediately shocked, as he had heard the name before, from the mouth of Ye Wushan of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Ye Wulong was originally also from Shu Mountain and was a fellow disciple with Ye Wushan, but due to certain reasons, he betrayed them and recently injured Ye Wushan.

Moreover, he used the Cultivation Techniques of the Foreign Land Space, so upon hearing this name, Ling Zhenfei immediately recalled many things.

Cloud Mist Hermit clearly recognized the name as well and laughed, "I wondered who it could be, turns out it's the traitor of Shu Mountain."

Ye Wulong's eyes widened upon hearing this and said, "I am no longer part of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. How am I a traitor? I am now a Great Elder of the Shu Mountain Sect and a protector of Li Hen Palace under Li Han."

Ling Zhenfei already knew Ye Wulong was from Li Hen Palace, and now Ye Wulong admitted it himself.

Cloud Mist Hermit smiled and said, "The Shu Mountain Sect, you dare to speak its name. To me, only the Shu Mountain Sword Sect exists, and the current Shu Mountain is just a bunch of degenerate demonic clowns."

Ye Wulong retorted angrily, "Cloud Mist Hermit, how dare you! I know about you; you're nothing but a watchdog for Wuliang Mountain's Wuliang Immortal Palace. I, Ye Wulong, despise the people of your Three Great Palaces. Today, I'll see what this watchdog is capable of."

Cloud Mist Hermit said, "Ye Wulong, I've been watching you for a while. I noticed you're very familiar with our Wuliang Mountain and even managed to open our restrictions at the foot of the mountain. Who told you how to do that?"

Ye Wulong laughed heartily, "Wuliang Mountain is hardly a barrier to me. Let me tell you, not only Wuliang Palace, but both Tianling Spirit Palace and South Sea Immortal Palace are places I can come and go freely."

Cloud Mist Hermit laughed, "You truly are overestimating yourself if you think Wuliang Mountain is somewhere you can come and go as you please. Since you are here at Wuliang Mountain today, leave something behind."

Cloud Mist Hermit seemed to carry nothing, yet he was full of confidence, as if Ye Wulong was already in his grasp.

Ye Wulong laughed and said, "I've long heard Cloud Mist Hermit is one of the formidable figures of Wuliang Mountain. Today, I'll verify that."

Ling Zhenfei was still very shocked, because after all, this was Wuliang Mountain. How could Ye Wulong, as an outsider, be so confident?

But no matter how powerful you are, you are still on someone else's territory, so surely there's some nerve-wracking pressure.

Yet Ye Wulong appeared overly calm, which didn't quite fit the reality.

The battle between Ling Zhenfei and Ye Wulong earlier had long attracted attention from the people of Wuliang Mountain.

Now that Cloud Mist Hermit arrived, he certainly wasn't the first. Apart from him, who knows how many others there might be.

Perhaps outside the Wuliang Book Tower, there is already a Heavenly Net laid out, yet Ye Wulong seemed not the slightest bit afraid.

Ye Wulong undoubtedly was very powerful, having once been part of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and after betraying them, he became an important figure in the Shu Mountain Sect and also part of the Sect of Li Hen.

He had the foundation of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, had learned the Shu Mountain Sect's Cultivation Techniques, and later learned the Sect of Li Hen's Cultivation Techniques, making his strength truly formidable.

Beating Ye Wushan last time already speaks volumes about his capabilities.

Previously, Ye Wushan and Ye Wulong were fellow disciples, meaning their strength was similar, but Ye Wulong defeating Ye Wushan now indicates how much Ye Wulong has progressed.

Cloud Mist Hermit snorted coldly, "Ye Wulong, you are indeed used to being arrogant, but now you are in our Wuliang Mountain. You won't be permitted to have your way. Originally, you injured many disciples of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and we were having trouble finding you.

Now that you've delivered yourself to us, well then, let our Wuliang Mountain help the Book and Sword Sect cleanse its ranks."

After speaking, Cloud Mist Hermit's figure moved, charging towards Ye Wulong. Ye Wulong didn't hesitate, rushing towards Cloud Mist Hermit, his hand moved lightly, and the treasure sword flew over from a distance.