The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1359 - 702: Familiar Scenery

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"Luochen Mountain..." he thought. This is the area located between the Blood Flow Sect and the Spiritual Flow Sect. More accurately, it is the boundary of Spirit Stream Sect territory. "I can’t believe we arrived here so quickly."

Shocked, he looked down at the Blood Cloud. As it traversed the Luochen Mountain Range, large fluctuations seemed to rise from the mountain, surrounding the Blood Cloud, locking onto it, and following it as it advanced.

Clearly, the Spiritual Flow Sect now controls the movements of the Blood Flow Sect. The expression of the Song Clan Patriarch was the same as when he sat there meditating. Bai Xiaochun pondered for a moment before realizing that the diplomatic mission of the Blood Flow Sect must be realized with preliminary communication with the Spirit Sect.

As the Blood Cloud accelerated, Yan Xiaobao watched the familiar scenery quickly pass by. He saw a gigantic giant, a Roc, and a massive crocodile splashing in the Heavenly River, with only half of its enormous body visible.

When the giant creatures saw the Blood Mist, they avoided it, as if it contained powerful entities that terrified them.

Yan Xiaobao watched the Song Clan Patriarch in shock. However, he said nothing. The familiar scenery vanished in an instant, and soon they were near the Spirit Stream Sect. Yan Xiaobao’s heart leapt suddenly.

Just as Yan Xiaobao was feeling excited, Song Junwan’s voice drifted into his ears. "I’ve heard that over the years, you’ve had many girlfriends in the Blood Flow Sect. Is that true?"

Her voice was cold enough to pierce his bones, like a cold wind making Yan Xiaobao shiver. He looked at Song Junwan in shock, who merely snorted coldly. She stood up to converse with the Song Clan Patriarch, ignoring Yan Xiaobao.

The elders of the Blood Flow did the same, and suddenly, Yan Xiaobao’s anxiety intensified. He felt more aggrieved than ever, now realizing why Song Junwan treated him so coldly.

"Only three days, and this guy actually did a background check on me!?" he sighed inwardly, recalling the romantic escapades of the impostor Nightcrypt, unable to precisely count how many there were. It was...

Soon, the Blood Cloud began to slow, and the Spiritual Flow Sect unfolded before their eyes. The disciples of the Blood Flow Sect stood up, eyeing the Spirit Flow Sect coldly, exuding cruelty and power.

Meanwhile, beams of light shot out from the eight peaks of the Spirit Stream Sect, forming a massive vortex in the sky. A heart-shaking roar echoed, the tremendous energy surging from the earth. The South Shore and North Shore of the Spirit Flow Sect erupted in power, making heaven and earth resemble a turbulent sea.

Within the vortex, an eye appeared, emitting boundless pressure as it stared at the Song Clan Patriarch above the Blood Cloud.

The people of the Blood Flow Sect became like oars on a surging sea, teetering on the edge of collapse due to the surge of energy from heaven and earth. Their faces flickered, except for the expression of the Song Clan Patriarch, which remained calm as ever.

Slowly, his eyes opened, and in that instant, two beams of explosive light shot out. The overwhelming power spread out as the Patriarch stood up, sweeping his sleeves and taking a step into the air.

When his foot landed, he stood in front of the heavenly vortex above. Clearly, he was single-handedly resisting the infinite power within it!

A middle-aged man in white robes emerged from the cloudy eye in the middle of the vortex. He clasped his hands together, smiling, "Daoist Song Yunwen!"

Bai Xiaochun immediately recognized him. On the day of Brusse’s rebirth, it seemed the same person had helped him. He was one of the patriarchs of Spirit Creek Sect, his energy unimaginable, seemingly on par with the Song Clan Patriarch.

"Daoist Li Zimo!" the Song Clan Patriarch replied with a smile, exchanging a glance before walking into the vortex.

Yan Xiaobao took a deep breath. Although he had always prided himself on the ancestors of the Song Family, it was now very clear how incredible they were. Obviously, if he wasn’t completely confident in his own strength, he wouldn’t face the Spirit Stream Sect alone.

As the Patriarch entered the vortex, beams of light shot from the south and north shores of Spirit River, with many figures gathering in front of the Blood Cloud.

The host was not Zheng Yuandong, but Xu Meixiang. Beside her was an old woman from Iris Peak, flanked by Beihan Lie and other young women Bai Xiaochun had never seen before.

Alongside Xu Meixiang were Zhang Dapang and Lu Tianlei.

Further back were dozens of Middle Cultivation Personnel from the Foundation Establishment of the South Shore and North Shore. Almost all of them were very familiar to Bai Xiaochun, especially those he had assisted in the Fallen Sword Abyss.

"Elder of the Middle Peak, you’ve come from afar," Xu Meixiang smiled. "The Sect Leader is in deep meditation, so I will host you. Please follow me!" Xu Meixiang’s gaze swept over the crowd, lingering on a few specific people, including Bai Xiaochun.

Song Junwan smiled slightly, responding, "Lord Xu of the Peak, no need for such courtesy. Please lead the way!"

With that, she stepped out of the Blood Cloud. Bai Xiaochun and the other Middle Cultivators of the Blood Flow Sect followed closely behind. The eyes of the Spirit Creek cultivators were not welcoming. Though the Blood Flow Sect cultivators carried a murderous aura, the eyes of the Spirit Flow Sect cultivators flickered with a killing intent.

Clearly, this generation of Spirit Stream Sect’s Foundation Establishment experts have experienced battle and bloody conflict. They have a considerable number of Earthstring Foundation Establishment cultivators, and although Song Junwan realized this fact, its emergence made her eyes widen.