Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1120 1113: Purple Nether Flame

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Above the Death Battle Platform, the dull and intense clash continued to echo, as purple-red spiritual flame and starlight burst forth in radiant splendor.

"Is this kid a body cultivator?"

Mid-air, Yuan Ming's handsome face slightly darkened, a cold light flashing in his eyes. With each clash, his fists felt somewhat sore and numb.

This kid's every punch carried immense force, directly breaking through his purple fire spiritual protection.

"Hehe, Young Master Yuan, the warm-up is almost over."

In the midst of the fierce battle, Qin Yang suddenly curled his lips into a smile, his eyes showing more seriousness, as the starlight around him became even more dazzling.

"Get down, you!"

Qin Yang shouted coldly, throwing a fierce punch towards Yuan Ming's chest with his right hand.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, Yuan Ming snorted coldly, crossing his arms before his chest, instantly forming a purple-red fire shield.

Boom!

The powerful Star Fist shattered the purple-red fire shield, and then heavily smashed onto Yuan Ming's crossed arms.

Bam!

Under the tremendous force, Yuan Ming's figure descended from mid-air under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

However, as he neared the Death Battle Platform, spiritual power surged around Yuan Ming, allowing him to stand firmly on the platform, leaving a footprint pit on the solid surface.

On the viewing platforms, the Bai Family members watched this scene, their expressions slightly easing, each eye brightening.

"Sister Bai Shuang, Brother Qin Yang is amazing."

Bai Ruoxi slightly relaxed her tiny hand, blinking her eyes.

"Mm."

Bai Shuang nodded gently, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on the battle in mid-air, where purple-red flames and starlight collided, bursting into dazzling sparks.

"Qin Yang's strength is indeed remarkable; besides being talented in alchemy, his combat skills are strong too."

Bai Hanfeng's old eyes slightly narrowed, unable to help but voice his thoughts.

Hearing this, Bai Qingtian and others also nodded, the worry in their eyes greatly diminished.

Truthfully, they were quite concerned about Qin Yang's ability to fight Yuan Ming, since Yuan Ming was highly gifted since birth and trained with the full resources of the Yuan Family.

Yesterday, with the Yuan Family's forced marriage proposal, the Bai Family was caught in a difficult situation, and Qin Yang had to fight on their behalf, making them quite worried.

"Hehe, Father, Elder Hanfeng, Sister Bai Shuang, watch closely, Brother Qin's strength is not limited to this."

The chubby Bai jokingly said, as he personally witnessed the defeat of Zhuo Bufan.

At the Yuan Family's viewing platform.

Yuan Ba and the others from the Yuan Family also stared intently at the battle above the Death Battle Platform, surprise flashing in their eyes.

"This outsider the Bai Family found can actually hold his own against young master Yuan Ming."

Yuan Bo, the Grand Elder, squinted slightly, speaking up.

"Hehe, this makes things interesting; otherwise, the Bai Family would be too unworthy."

Yuan Ba's rugged face slightly shifted, then he laughed, clearly having confidence in his son.

"This mysterious youth is a body cultivator, isn't he?"

"In the recent close combat, Young Master Yuan Ming seemed slightly at a disadvantage."

"Such mighty physique."

"..."

From the surrounding viewing platforms, debates among many cultivators sounded, as they watched Yuan Ming standing on the platform and Qin Yang hovering in mid-air.

"The brute force is not small."

Inside his sleeve, Yuan Ming slightly flexed his somewhat numb hand, his eyes growing colder.

"Well then, seems you have some skill; otherwise, this death match would be too boring."

Yuan Ming sneered coldly, then his eyes slightly closed before reopening, a violent gleam appearing in his gaze.

The purple-red flame danced in his pupils, a fierce aura rising from Yuan Ming.

The purple-red flame surrounding him suddenly intensified, and the next moment, Yuan Ming stepped forward, standing mid-air.

"It's been so long since I faced a body cultivator. Hehe, my favorite thing is to refine body cultivators. Let me show you the power of the Purple Nether Flame, and see how long your painstakingly cultivated physique can endure!"

Yuan Ming's eyes held a hint of ferocity.

Swish!

As those words fell, Yuan Ming's hands formed a seal technique, a flame mark resembling a Purple Nether Flame Beast appeared at his brow.

Boom!

The next moment, the purple-red spiritual flames within Yuan Ming surged out, covering the skies.

"Purple Flame Sea!"

With Yuan Ming's low shout, the billowing purple-red spiritual flames transformed into a massive sea of fire, coloring the sky red.

The temperature within the entire Death Battle Arena rose.

"Such terrifying spiritual flame."

"No wonder Young Master Yuan Ming is fused with the Purple Nether Flame."

"A body cultivator's physique is strong, but I'm afraid it can't withstand the power of this Purple Nether Flame."

"..."

Though far from the purple-red spiritual flame, the skin of the cultivators present felt intensely hot.

"The beast flame of the Purple Nether Flame Beast is indeed much stronger than a human cultivator's spirit fire."

Qin Yang squinted slightly, just about to extinguish the fiery sea before him, but then Yuan Ming's ferocious gaze lifted, his hand technique changing.

Boom!

The massive purple-red sea of flames spread rapidly like a thunderbolt, covering a hundred yards of sky, and then enveloping the white-robed figure within.

"He's engulfed by the sea of fire!"

The crowd on the viewing platforms focused their gaze.

Gazing at Qin Yang, trapped within the Purple Flame Sea, a cold gleam flickered deep in Yuan Ming's violent eyes, his lips curling into a cold smile.

Swish!

Yuan Ming altered his spell seal, and the purple-red sea of fire covering half the sky quickly converged upon a point.

There, Qin Yang had previously stood.

"Purple Flame Furnace!"

The towering purple-red convergence rapidly transformed into a colossal ten-foot-high Pill Furnace, its interior filled with the Purple Nether Flame, swallowing the white-robed figure in its fiery sea.

"Brother Qin Yang!"

Seeing Qin Yang trapped in the Purple Flame Pill Furnace, Bai Ruoxi's face changed, crying out.

The Bai Family members, whose expressions had previously eased, now grew tense.

It's known that Yuan Ming had refined the beast flame of a Commander Tier Purple Nether Flame Beast. While unable to unleash the full potential of the Purple Nether Flame Beast, it was still immensely powerful.

"Is this going to be the deciding moment?"

"Trapped within the Purple Nether Flame, ordinary cultivators would struggle to contend."

"..."

Everyone on the viewing platform fixed their gaze on the Pill Furnace.