Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1603 - 1600: He’s Here

Seeing Xu Wendong rush towards him madly again, Xue Cheng’s pupils trembled fiercely, and an intense fear surged in his heart.

He knew very well that the human in front who seemed to be in the True Immortal Realm was actually a terrifying presence.

From the beginning of the battle, he had already felt the deep and dreadful potential and power of Xu Wendong.

In the previous confrontation, he had been severely injured, and every breath felt like a sharp blade stirring in his chest, with his spiritual power in a chaotic state, like a tangled mess.

His body was screaming with pain from multiple wounds, as if numerous steel needles were viciously piercing them—traces left by Xu Wendong’s attacks—each painful spot mercilessly draining his physical strength and will.

However.

As a powerful member of the Blood Clan, Xue Cheng’s pride wouldn’t allow him to easily retreat in front of his kin.

He endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and once again summoned what little spiritual power he had left to confront Xu Wendong’s attack.

Xu Wendong struck like lightning, swift and fierce, with mighty blows that whistled through the air, each punch carrying a force capable of destroying heavens and earth.

Xue Cheng tried his best to defend, but his injured body had become sluggish, making every parry extremely laborious.

Their figures crossed once more, combining punches and kicks, each collision worsening Xue Cheng’s injuries.

Despite this, Xue Cheng managed to spar with Xu Wendong for dozens of moves with sheer determination.

However, his strength was rapidly fading, like a candle about to burn out.

After an intense punch exchange, Xue Cheng felt a raging torrent force coming from Xu Wendong’s fist, that force as tumultuous and overwhelming as a river, instantly shattering his defenses.

Xu Wendong seized the moment, shouting loudly, and suddenly launched a fierce palm strike.

This palm strike contained terrifying power.

Tearing through the void, it exploded with a sharp breaking sound, like a blazing sun crashing towards Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng widened his eyes, filled with terror, but he was powerless to dodge.

"Boom!"

Xu Wendong’s palm landed squarely on Xue Cheng, emitting a thunderous sound that shook the heavens and earth.

Xue Cheng’s body was like a cannonball, blasted away, carving out a long arc in the air, breaking numerous precarious ruins along the way.

His body slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a deep crater, dust rising in the air.

The surrounding Blood Clan members gasped in shock, staring blankly at the scene before them, their eyes filled with even more astonishment.

The once noisy crowd became instantly silent, only the swirling dust floating in the air, seemingly also in awe of the breathtaking battle.

Lying in the crater, Xue Cheng was spitting blood continuously, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment, but even more with fear of Xu Wendong’s power.

He had never expected.

To be defeated by a human from the True Immortal Realm, and defeated so utterly.

Though he felt humiliated inside, he had to accept this harsh reality.

Xu Wendong breathed heavily, looking at Xue Cheng in the crater with a polite expression, "I’ve always admired the Blood Clan and never intended to be their enemy. The battle earlier was a reluctant act of resistance, I hope the senior doesn’t blame me!"

As Xu Wendong’s voice fell, a gust of wind whipped up, kicking up dust into the sky.

Everyone felt a strong pressure surge like a tide, making them instinctively give way.

They saw a Heavenly Pride of the Blood Clan stride out proudly, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly, unable to bear his innate nobility and majesty.

He was clad in an extremely luxurious blood-red robe, billowing in the wind like a burning red flame, or an overturning Blood Sea, exuding an oppressive atmosphere that left people breathless.

His face was as sharply chiseled as a blade, with defined features, emanating undeniable authority.

Under his high nose, his slightly upturned lips bore a hint of a cruel smile, as if all the world’s creatures were mere toys to him.

His eyes were like deep Blood Abysses, glowing red, burning with absolute confidence in power and cold disdain for the weak.

Where his gaze fell, seemed to turn everything to ashes, now focused with boundless anger and contempt on Xu Wendong.

"Hmph!"

He uttered a thunderous snort, the power within it causing the surrounding Blood Clan members’ eardrums to ache, many showing pained expressions.

"You lowly human, how dare you speak of admiration for the Blood Clan?"

"Your mere presence in our Blood Clan territory is blasphemy!"

"Not to mention, you harmed our kin."

"Today, you shall know the price of offending the dignity of the Blood Clan!" As he spoke, a streak of coldness flashed in his eyes.

When Blood Scale appeared, the atmosphere instantly froze, followed by an expanding wave of exclamations like ripples.

The surrounding Blood Clan members seemed to be cast with an immobilization spell, first standing motionless, eyes filled with disbelief.

The young Blood Clan members’ jaws dropped hugely, like they could fit a fist, their shock flooding like a raging tide.

They breathed rapidly, chests heaving, eyes locked firmly on Blood Scale, as if witnessing a Divine from ancient legends descending into the mortal world.

Some older Blood Clan members were no exception, their pupils constricted, facial muscles twitching slightly from overwhelming shock.

One elder dropped his cane with a "clang," oblivious to it, muttering, "It’s Blood Scale... he actually came..."

Nearby a Blood Clan woman subconsciously covered her mouth, eyes filled with a mix of fear and awe, clutching the hem of her kin’s clothes tightly as if needing support to stand.

Even those typically haughty and aloof Blood Clan experts now showed signs of shock.

Their eyes no longer held the usual calm, replaced by deep apprehension and astonishment.

Blood Scale, second only to Blood Princess among the young generation in the Blood Clan in strength.

Possessing a Peak Immortal Monarch’s power.

This man was like a madman, unrivaled among the young, elder experts unwilling to engage him in combat.

"Blood Scale, Young Master Xu is our clan’s guest, you must not be rude!" Blood Princess hadn’t anticipated Blood Scale’s appearance, immediately speaking out, not wanting Blood Scale to trouble Xu Wendong.

After all, earlier Xue Cheng acted on her instructions against Xu Wendong.

She just wanted to test Xu Wendong’s power.

Blood Scale’s eyes sparkled with cold killing intent, "Uninvited, how can one be considered a guest?"