Divine Doctor from the Start of the Eye Mutation

Chapter 1645 1645: Wang Daozi

A flash of cold light, and that blade stabbed towards Song Yu.

Even though Ling Zhenfei was at the Dawen Realm, he was shocked. It seemed Wang Daozi's cultivation technique also excelled in speed. This blade struck as fast as lightning, countless lives lost under Wang Daozi's blade.

However, Song Yu didn't even move a step, extending a hand and effortlessly catching Wang Daozi's blade with two fingers.

Everyone was stunned. That blade was Wang Daozi's famous technique; it never failed to draw blood. Yet this time, it was effortlessly caught between two fingers, an unbelievable sight.

Wang Daozi was also dumbfounded. People had dodged his Life-deciding Blade before, but having it caught by mere fingers was beyond comprehension.

At this moment, Song Yu made his move. With a seemingly casual wave, imbued with immense Northern Spiritual Energy, he sent Wang Daozi flying.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wang Daozi was swiftly thrown back, and the dagger he never parted with remained in Song Yu's hand.

Song Yu twirled the small knife in his hand a couple of times before lightly stabbing it onto the table. The wooden table was pierced through as if cutting through tofu.

No one could believe it; piercing a solid wood table required tremendous power.

Everyone was shocked, especially at the ease with which Song Yu sent Wang Daozi flying. After all, Wang Daozi was at the Zhiyi Realm Advanced Late Stage.

Wang Daozi had brought some men, who now drew their daggers and charged at Song Yu, but Li Jinlong suddenly intervened. His movement was swift and before they approached, all those men lay on the ground.

The others dared not move; Song Yu glanced over at them and said, "What a bunch of worthless guys. With this kind of power, you still dare to fight me?"

Xu San exclaimed, "Song Yu, don't push it. Just because you're powerful doesn't mean you can dictate everything in the underworld."

Song Yu replied, "Why can't I? If I wanted, you'd all die here today. What makes you think you can survive?"

At that moment, Song Yu released his imposing aura, revealing he was already at the Dawen Realm Advanced Late Stage.

No wonder dealing with Wang Daozi was such child's play; this level of power was indeed formidable.

At the Dawen Realm Advanced Late Stage, he was only slightly inferior to Ling Zhenfei.

In absolute strength, Lei Tian and the others were astounded by the vast disparity.

Song Yu turned to Li Jinlong and said, "Bro, since they're all basically here, help me teach them a lesson."

With that, Li Jinlong walked over to the few people, evidently ready to act.

Li Jinlong's strength was not low either. Though he seemed a bit dull, his power was substantial. As he walked, his Northern Spiritual Energy was released.

Li Jinlong had also reached the Dawen Realm Advanced Late Stage.

If he intended to teach Lei Tian and the others a lesson, it would be a piece of cake.

Li Jinlong walked up to the group, raising his hand to strike.

The group wasn't going down without a fight. Though not as strong as Li Jinlong, they wouldn't surrender without a struggle.

They teamed up against Li Jinlong, and the air was soon filled with flying Northern Spiritual Energy.

Luckily, the room was specially reinforced; not only were the tables and stools iron-made, but even the walls were specially treated, making them hard to damage.

No one could match Li Jinlong and they were swiftly knocked to the ground.

It seemed this would be the end, but Li Jinlong charged at them, launching a palm strike at Lei Tian.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared, intercepting Li Jinlong.

Li Jinlong extended a palm towards Lei Tian, but suddenly sensed a burst of Northern Spiritual Energy blocking his hand.

Li Jinlong was a master of the Dawen Realm; any casual palm was immensely powerful, and those below the Dawen Realm found it hard to withstand. Yet he was blocked.

Li Jinlong paused briefly in surprise; Song Yu was stunned, and everyone turned to see the interrupter - Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei, with one hand extended, stood unmoved, the other hand tucked behind his back.

Though Ling Zhenfei hadn't moved earlier, he decided to act now.

He said, "As high-level cultivators, bullying like this is a bit off, isn't it?"

Song Yu took two steps toward Ling Zhenfei, sizing him up, and then smirked.

"Finally, a master shows up. Why didn't you act earlier? What were you waiting for?"

Ling Zhenfei responded, "I came here originally to negotiate, not to fight. But it seems you all are not inclined to discuss anything."

Song Yu laughed, saying, "Negotiating isn't my forte, but fighting is. How about a bout? If you can beat me, we can discuss any terms."

Ling Zhenfei replied, "But I came here to negotiate, not to fight, so I won't fight you."

Song Yu laughed, saying, "You think refusing can prevent it? It's no longer up to you."

With that, Song Yu suddenly attacked, throwing a punch at Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei quickly dodged to the side, but Song Yu's movements were swift, following up with a punch aimed at Ling Zhenfei.

Realizing there was no avoiding it, Ling Zhenfei prepared to fight. Seeing Song Yu's palm coming at him, this time, Ling Zhenfei chose not to dodge but to counter with a punch.

Boom!

Their fists and palms collided, and Ling Zhenfei's strength slightly outmatched Song Yu's, causing Song Yu to take two steps back.

"You're quite strong, young man. Watch my palm."

After saying this, Song Yu delivered another palm strike towards Ling Zhenfei.

This palm was evidently stronger than the previous punch.

Unexpectedly, Ling Zhenfei showed no intention of dodging and instead threw a punch back at Song Yu.

This punch from Ling Zhenfei utilized the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists technique, its power doubling compared to the first punch.

As he threw the punch, Song Yu's palm, already stronger than the previous one, utilized his Northern Spiritual Energy to the fullest.

Having suffered a minor setback earlier, Song Yu wanted to regain face, hence forced out such a strong palm.

Yet how could he have known that every punch of Ling Zhenfei's Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists was double the power of the previous?

Even those stronger than Ling Zhenfei may not overcome him with such techniques, let alone someone weaker.

As Ling Zhenfei struck, both their energies clashed. Song Yu instantly felt an overwhelming force surging towards him.

The power was immense; Song Yu hadn't reacted before being overpowered by the fierce Northern Spiritual Energy and sent flying.