Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1012 1005: Ultimate Strike!

"What is that...?!"

Upon seeing the ice lotus appear above Qin Yang's palm, the eyes of Ling Yun, amidst his disheveled hair, suddenly shot out a sharp gleam, with red flames blazing within.

At this moment, the countless shadows of blood spears filled with chilling menace had already shot violently down toward Qin Yang.

"Extreme Cold Freeze!"

Qin Yang shouted coldly. The ice-clear lotus flower above his palm separated from his hand, transforming into an ice-white stream of light and flew toward the multitude of blood spear shadows.

Boom!

An incredibly chilling cold Qi burst forth from the ice lotus.

The extreme cold Qi almost instantly enveloped the innumerable descending blood spear shadows.

Crack! Crack!

On the blood-colored long spears surrounded by traces of crimson flames, ice spread instantly, and the myriad blood-colored long spears were frozen in mid-air as if time had stopped.

"Shatter."

Qin Yang shouted coldly, and the countless frozen blood-colored long spears shattered instantly, turning into innumerable ice shards, falling from the sky.

Whoosh!

The Extreme Cold Ice Lotus transformed into a stream of light and returned to Qin Yang's hand.

Seeing Qin Yang so easily dispel his divine technique, Ling Yun's eyes fixed dead on the ice lotus above Qin Yang's palm.

"The thing in your hand, is it... a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Object?!"

Ling Yun's eyes were full of shock, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Correct, but no prize."

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Qin Yang's mouth.

It's no wonder Ling Yun was shocked since each Heaven and Earth Spiritual Object is extremely rare, with only one or two among thousands of cultivators. Even Qin Yang in his past life never owned one, nor did he see them often.

"It's a Spiritual Object from the Spiritual Object List, it's the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus!"

Ling Yun's eyes first showed shock, then were replaced by an even stronger greed.

First, it was the Bronze Soldier Puppet, and now this Extreme Cold Ice Lotus. What this cultivator from an indigenous plane possessed was richer than what even he, a genius disciple of the Blood Evil Sect, had.

Could it be that Earth, with its cultivation resources, isn't as barren as I imagined, but is actually a treasure land?!

Seeing the changing light in Ling Yun's eyes, Qin Yang naturally knew what he was thinking. However, since he had revealed the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus, he had already harbored a murderous intent toward this person.

Qin Yang's expression was icy, with spiritual power surging madly into the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus.

The Extreme Cold Ice Lotus released astonishingly cold Qi, making even Ling Yun, whose aura had reached the Half-Step Immortal Venerable Realm, feel a bone-chilling cold.

In the distant battle zones, Hou Tong, Zhao Feng, Zilan, and Nangong Feiyang also felt this world become much colder.

"Petals leave the body, Extreme Cold Kill!"

Qin Yang's gaze was ice-cold as he executed the final, ultimate strike.

With Qin Yang's shout falling.

Buzz~!

The Extreme Cold Ice Lotus burst out with a ray of icy light, slightly enlarging. A petal from the ice lotus separated and floated down.

"Go!"

Qin Yang's eyes were cold as ice, pointing a finger at Ling Yun.

Whoosh!

The lotus leaf transformed into an ice-white stream of light, shooting violently toward Ling Yun. It left a long ice-white trail wherever it passed, as if even the void was frozen.

As the lotus leaf came rushing at him, Ling Yun's eyes shrunk instantly, a strong sense of danger engulfed his entire being, a feeling one experiences before death.

"Taking my life won't be that easy!"

Ling Yun's eyes turned ferocious.

Swish!

Ling Yun waved his sleeve, and a blood-colored small shield flashed out from his sleeve, swiftly enlarging into a huge blood-colored shield.

The blood-colored shield shimmered with a metallic blood-red glow, with runes roaming on it, clearly a unique Spiritual Treasure.

Boom!

Ling Yun's eyes held a fierce glint, spiritual power surged crazily into the blood-colored shield, which erupted with a dazzling blood-red light.

And at this moment, the petal of the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus had arrived.

Bang! Boom!

A sound that shook the heavens and earth rang out, and the next moment, as the eyes lifted, one saw that a thick layer of ice had already covered the blood-colored shield, then with another "bang," the entire shield shattered into pieces.

The ice-white light on the lotus petal dimmed substantially, yet still struck at Ling Yun's chest, amidst his slightly terrified eyes.

At the instant the petal touched his body, a bone-chilling extreme cold enveloped him completely, making the blood and spiritual power inside him feel as if it had frozen.

Bang!!!

Ling Yun's figure shot backward through the air like a cannonball, blood spurting from his mouth, frost covering his hair and eyebrows.

Bang! Boom!

Ling Yun's figure slammed into the ground below, creating a massive pit, hundreds of meters in radius.

"Brother Ling Yun!"

Seeing the figure crashing into the pit, Hou Tong and Zhao Feng's faces changed drastically; Brother Ling Yun had lost?! And lost so utterly!

At this time, Qin Yang remained standing in the air, with a trace of blood also at the corner of his mouth, his face slightly pale due to the overconsumption of spiritual power.

"Brother Qin Yang."

Seeing the blood at the corner of Qin Yang's mouth, Zilan's eyes also showed a hint of worry.

Whoosh!

The petal's glow dimmed and returned to the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus, which itself also dimmed slightly.

"Cough, cough..."

In the pit, Ling Yun coughed violently, his body shaking as he stood up, his once handsome face showing some distortion.

At the moment, Ling Yun looked very miserable, with his long black hair scattered, his chest robe torn, revealing a blood-red inner armor beneath.

However, this inner armor already had several cracks on it; without this inner armor, he probably wouldn't have been able to stand up from that strike.

"Damn indigenous people, how could they injure me like this?!"

Ling Yun's expression was utterly grim, his face twisted.

Since he began cultivation, this was the first time he suffered such a huge loss; that attack just now nearly cost him his life.

At the moment, an extreme cold Qi was still rampaging inside him, making his whole body feel like it was trapped in an ice cave.

Ling Yun's eyes were cold, with a thought, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, containing several premium Blood Essence Pills, all of which Ling Yun poured into his mouth, slightly alleviating the pervasive extreme cold sensation inside him.

"These wretched indigenous ants..."

Raising his head, Ling Yun glared with some resentment at Qin Yang and the others, his eyes gleaming with various lights, face full of gloom and unwillingness.

After a brief moment, Ling Yun exhaled deeply, the light in his eyes stabilizing, clearly having made a decision in his heart.