Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 902 - 896: Beyond Despair Lies Light!

Among this group of Tang Sect people, there was only one figure who was an exception, and that was Qiu Mingyan, who had been severed an arm by Qin Yang.

At this moment, Qiu Mingyan's eyes carried a sense of satisfaction as he watched the scene of the hammer of thunderlight being fiercely smashed onto the light shield.

"Sect Leader Tang Zhen, Grand Elder Tang Mu, it seems that little brat is truly dead, otherwise, with his temperament, he would have already fought fiercely with those werewolves after having his manor bombarded by them multiple times."

Qiu Mingyan said with a flash of light in his old eyes.

It's a pity he didn't see the little brat's corpse, not even knowing how he died, which was truly regrettable.

"Dead is dead, it's actually cheap for him, otherwise, having killed three of this old man's direct disciples, I would have poisoned him to death."

Grand Elder Tang Mu snorted coldly and said.

"Sect Leader, Master, the western werewolves, and those Japanese who plan to take advantage of the situation, have all arrived. This manor likely won't last until tomorrow."

Tang Tianmang said to Tang Zhen and Grand Elder Tang Mu.

"Those Japanese have also extended their hands here. Hmph, this Feipu Manor is situated in our Huaxia. If the Japanese and werewolves think they can occupy it, they are sorely mistaken. I did say I would use this little brat's manor to settle the debt."

Grand Elder Tang Mu said with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Let them fight with these werewolves and Japanese first, then when those three parties have mostly perished, our Tang Sect will annihilate the rest of them."

Tang Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the manor in the distance under the night sky, and said.

Boom~!

Boom~!

Boom~!

Under the night, outside the giant light shield covering the manor, Barrello, standing eleven meters tall and surrounded by silver thunderlight, repeatedly lifted the hammer of thunderlight, slamming it fiercely onto the light shield that was corroded by the dark green corrosive poison.

The sound of explosive impacts echoed continuously through the night.

Each strike seemed to pound on the hearts of everyone inside the manor.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of cracking rang out as thousands of long cracks appeared on the light shield, resembling a porcelain vase about to shatter.

Inside the manor, the surging spiritual energy had a weakening trend and couldn't repair the cracks in time.

"Xinxue, the light shield is about to break..."

In Zilan's bright eyes, there was a hint of worry.

"These werewolves...!"

Ruan Xinxue slowly clenched her jade-like hand, and there was a glint of ice in her eyes.

"It's all my fault for not being able to use spiritual power until now. If only I had reached the Immortal Master Realm like you, I could at least kill a few werewolves."

Ruan Xinxue's voice had a hint of self-condemnation, as strong enemies were approaching the manor, and she was unable to help.

"Xinxue, don't blame yourself. Qin Yang said that immortal cultivation requires setting up a Spirit Awakening Array to open the spirit root. Without it, one cannot cultivate. My spirit root was awakened during the inheritance in the Vermilion Bird Flame Tower, so I can cultivate."

Zilan hurriedly comforted her.

"Let's go, Zilan. I still have many jade talismans he left for me. We cannot let those werewolves trample on the brat's manor in any case."

Ruan Xinxue said, biting her silver teeth.

"Sister Ruan, let me do it, you..."

Zilan immediately stopped her.

"Rest assured, Zilan, I can protect myself. My physique is quite strong now, comparable to a Profound Tier expert's. Even if I can't kill those strong werewolves, I can still use the jade talismans against some ordinary ones. At the very least, I want to stand together with those protecting the manor."

Ruan Xinxue said, glancing at the disciples in the manor.

Seeing Ruan Xinxue had made up her mind, Zilan could only nod, knowing that Xinxue appeared weak on the outside but was very determined inside.

As the two women left, heading toward the disciples of the three sects, they did not notice.

On the stone table, the initially pea-sized ghostly blue flame of the soul lamp was gradually growing brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Penglai Immortal Island.

On the Ice Lake, Qin Yang sat cross-legged on an Extreme Cold Ice Lotus. His body had been sealed in ice, yet his thoughts and consciousness still dwelled within the endless glacier world.

In that ice-white world, time silently slipped by, as if ages had passed, and the frosty figure wandered through the boundless snowy wasteland, traversing mountains and waters, and venturing through countless despairs.

Finally, he stood before an Ice Valley.

In the Ice Valley, countless ice-white lotuses bloomed radiantly, and the fragrant scent of lotus spread throughout the valley, rich and lingering, refreshing one's mind.

Before the Ice Valley, the thin thread of clarity deep within Qin Yang's heart began to steadily strengthen under this floral fragrance.

"Such a... wonderful... scent of flowers."

Qin Yang muttered in a raspy voice, smelling the cool and ethereal fragrance of the lotus in the valley.

As the floral scent entered his body, Qin Yang's limbs, fatigued to the extreme, slowly began to recover.

"The strength is slowly increasing."

Feeling the growing power within him, Qin Yang's eyes showed a hint of joy, then he clenched his fists.

After more than half of his power had recovered, Qin Yang shook off the accumulated snow on his body with effort and looked forward.

In the Ice Valley ahead, countless ice-white lotuses bloomed, emitting the cool ethereal fragrance that he inhaled.

Gazing at these ice-white lotuses, Qin Yang's eyes flashed with light, and he then stepped into the valley.

Deep in the Ice Valley, within a range of a hundred yards, Qin Yang's view contained only one thing.

A delicate ice-white lotus floated in mid-air, its translucent petals spreading out, exuding an aura of endless tranquility and purity, cleansing the dust of the heart.

"Is this... the source of the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus?"

Qin Yang's gaze was fixed on the ice-white lotus, with an unhidden excitement gleaming in his dark eyes.

"Finally... I've found you!"

Qin Yang murmured, his voice carrying a touch of age, filled with endless emotion and joy.

The path of ice he had walked, seemingly endless, was the trial to find the source of the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus.

If he had shown even the slightest wavering of will, or a slight lack of determination, he would have been eternally buried in this endless ice-white world.

After gazing happily at the ice-white lotus for a long while, Qin Yang's heart gradually calmed from its excitement.

"Next, it's time to refine you!"

Qin Yang's eyes glowed, he took a deep breath and then, with a movement of his body, floated in front of the ice-white lotus.

Swish swish swish!

Qin Yang's hands began to rapidly form seals, and from the center of his brows, his divine sense surged out, transforming into a galaxy, encapsulating the essence of the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus.