Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1622 - 1619: Sword Pointed at Biluo Immortal Continent

The thunderous voice was like an explosion, causing ripples in the surrounding space.

Before the echoes could fade, the thick mist seemed to be torn apart by invisible giant hands, and a group of figures surged out, led by none other than Canglan Clan Leader – Canglan Yifeng.

Canglan Yifeng stood tall and straight, draped in a moon-white long robe fluttering lightly in the wind, his garments flowing like clouds in the sky, exuding an immortal’s grace.

Intricate and delicate wave patterns were embroidered with silver thread on the robe, winding and weaving like flowing water, glimmering with a faint light in the mottled light and shadow through the mist, highlighting his identity as part of the Immortal Clan and its unique heritage.

His face was fair as jade, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, his gaze deep as a mysterious pool, revealing wisdom and insight, which at this moment turned cold and scrutinizing due to the intruders’ sudden appearance.

A high nose ridge, straight and hard as a towering mountain, thin lips lightly pressed together, emanating an aura of authority without anger. His black hair was tied neatly behind, with a few strands falling to his forehead, adding a touch of casual freedom.

The spiritual power around him was like a misty haze, swirling gently. Though not as vast and inscrutable as that of a divine being, it was compact and pure, freely flowing, showcasing the profound foundation of an Immortal Venerate Realm expert.

With every gesture, a gentle breeze seemed to accompany him, as fallen leaves and dust at his feet seemed drawn by his spiritual power, subtly returning to place, silently demonstrating his exquisite control over his spiritual power.

Behind him, the clan’s elders and elite disciples stood in orderly formation, their robes mostly in shades of light blue and plain white, embroidered with patterns resonating with the spirit of water or ancient melodies of the Immortal Clan, symbolizing their dedication to the study and preservation of the clan’s cultivation techniques.

The elders bore solemn expressions, their eyes flashing with brilliance, the experiences and cultivation levels accumulated over years clearly reflected in their brows and eyes, mostly at higher Immortal levels, just a step away from the Immortal Venerate Realm.

The young elite disciples, full of vigor, their gaze brimming with curiosity and vigilance, spiritual power flickering around them, with cultivation levels at the Golden Immortal or Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, resembling budding sharp blades, full of potential and vitality.

In an instant, they surrounded Xu Wendong and the Blood Princess, yet their formation was tight and disciplined, evidently well-trained and versed in the Path of Formation.

Upon realizing the newcomer was the Blood Princess, Canglan Yifeng was initially stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

It was clear he didn’t expect the Blood Princess to arrive so swiftly; it had only been a few days since Xue Tu sent the message, far exceeding the time he estimated for such a journey across perilous lands.

Upon sensing the majestic and unfathomable aura unique to a divine being from Xu Wendong, he was even more startled.

He realized the person before him had transcended to sainthood, reached a Divine Position, comparable to his Immortal Venerate Realm strength, like a candle before the bright moon, the disparity evident.

Not daring to show any negligence, Canglan Yifeng took the lead to bow respectfully, speaking in a clear voice: "With the Blood Clan Princess personally here, and the esteemed divine being present, Canglan Immortal Clan apologizes for the lack of a proper welcome, and we plead for forgiveness." Having finished, he slightly bowed his head, displaying utmost respect and reverence.

The Blood Princess stepped forward hurriedly, returning the courtesy with grace, her red lips parting lightly: "Canglan Clan Leader, you exaggerate. The visit is unannounced, indeed due to the Immortal Realm’s imminent crisis. Otherworldly demons rampant in Biluo Immortal Continent, the Human Race near destruction, I specifically come to ask Canglan Immortal Clan for aid in defending against foreign foes." As she spoke, her expression was grave, her eyes full of worry, sincerely pleading.

Canglan Yifeng straightened up, his expression serious, gazing afar as if through mist and mountains, toward the war-ridden Biluo Immortal Continent, resolutely saying: "The Immortal Realm’s safety is everyone’s responsibility. Our Canglan Immortal Clan, inheriting immortal lineage, shall not stand by and watch."

"Though the Blood Clan and ours have not interacted much before, we share the same roots. The Princess and esteemed divine being trust us by coming here, we shall put forth all our efforts to defend the honor of the Human Race!"

His words were heavy and firm, echoed by his clansmen, voices resonating like waves crashing against the shore, displaying unity and determination.

Xu Wendong immediately opened the Penglai Fairy Island Minor World, taking the strong individuals of the Canglan Immortal Clan into it, allowing them to merge with the Blood Clan’s powerhouses, while he set out with the Blood Princess to the Netherworld Ghost Abyss, one of the three great perilous lands.

In the Netherworld Ghost Abyss dwelled the Phantom Feather Clan, one of the Thirteen Immortal Clans, possessing power only second to the Blood Clan.

Rumor has it that the Netherworld Ghost Abyss is a land of death left behind after the Ancient Demon Gods tore space-time rifts during their chaotic battles.

Yin Energy rolled endlessly like black clouds, thick and suffocating.

Around the Abyss’ entrance, grotesque stones jutted out, resembling ghastly faces, pockmarked, exuding decay and the scent of death.

Every crack, every depression, seemed to silently narrate the fierce battles of the past, as if absorbing endless grievances, emitting a faint and chilling threat.

As Xu Wendong and the Blood Princess reached the edge of the Abyss, a chilling wind whistled past, carrying eerie ghostly wails, as if they came from afar, but also whispered right beside the ear, penetrating the heart, stirring a cold sensation.

Instinctively, the Blood Princess moved closer to Xu Wendong, her delicate body trembling slightly, feeling fear even as a Blood Clan member in such pure sinister land.

Xu Wendong extended his arm, drawing her into his embrace, divine power surged, dispelling her coldness.

At that moment.

The Yin Energy below, thick as ink, began to surge like a tangible demonic cloud.

Then came a sudden peal of thunder, and from the depths of the endless Ghost Abyss erupted a mighty and domineering aura.

It resembled an ancient primordial behemoth awakening after eons, rushing forth with mountains-toppling momentum, decisively breaking through the layers of Yin Energy, roaring like a furious dragon, its overwhelming might shaking the four corners, causing visible ripples in the surrounding space.

Simultaneously, the Phantom Feather Clan Leader, Mu Xizi, led his clan members out of the Netherworld Ghost Abyss flying.

His white robe flapped in the wind, with lifelike feather patterns meticulously outlined in silver threads on the garment.

The feather patterns seemed alive, flickering with dreamlike radiance following the slight fluctuations of his spiritual power, like moonlight on a lake, exuding an ethereal and transcendent aura.

Behind him followed more than two thousand Phantom Feather Clan disciples, each looking at Xu Wendong with eyes full of awe.

All could feel the mighty and invisible divine might emanating from him.

"Phantom Feather Clan Leader, Mu Xizi, pays homage to Divine Sovereign. Our clan is willing to heed your command, set our swords towards Biluo Immortal Continent, repel the otherworldly demons, and defend the honor of the Human Race!" Mu Xizi bowed, speaking loudly.

Xu Wendong acknowledged with a hum, then opened the Penglai Fairy Island Minor World, taking the strong members of the Phantom Feather Clan into it.

While he carried the Blood Princess across the void, heading to the Red Flame Divine Continent to seek other Immortal Clans.

Little did he know.

Penglai Immortal Island had already turned topsy-turvy...