The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 708: Chapter 704: Pitfall Dao Platform (Fifth Update!)

“Senior brother, I was wrong, please spare my life!”

Zhang Wanchun’s face was ashen, his whole body trembling as he kneeled on the ground, uttering a plea for mercy.

Now, his only desire was to keep his life!

Before him, the terrifying scene of slaughter was like Shura Hell, death’s aura rising and surging, suffocating Zhang Wanchun to the extreme.

It seemed as if his soul was trembling along with his body, his fear-filled eyes, full of earnest pleading, turned towards Lin Tian.

For the first time, he felt that facing death was so utterly hopeless!

Only,

Lin Tian at this moment didn’t pay attention to him, he glanced up and around calmly, looking at the bodies strewn on the ground with an indifferent expression, as if what he had just done wasn’t a massacre but a leisurely stroll, harvesting a pile of straw.

Seeing this, Tian Ce, Sheng Zishu, and the other watching Loose Cultivators felt even more chills on their scalps.

Lin Tian took a look around, making sure nothing was overlooked, then turned his head toward those Loose Cultivators who hadn’t left a mile away, and snorted coldly, “Three breaths’ time, those who dare to stay, die!”

Woosh~

Hearing Lin Tian’s icy words, the Loose Cultivators’ faces drastically changed, and they immediately fled in disarray.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one to be seen a mile away.

“Did you not say to me just now that you would make me know what despair is?”

Lin Tian’s gaze finally returned to Zhang Wanchun, he spoke coldly, his voice so icy it seemed as if the temperature around them had also dropped.

At this moment, Zhang Wanchun shuddered violently, and his legs trembled.

A stench of yellow liquid began to flow from between his legs.

With his face already pale as a ghost, he quickly crawled to Lin Tian’s front, and cried out in horror, “Senior…spare my life! I can cripple my own Cultivation…”

Saying so, Zhang Wanchun bit his teeth and resolutely slapped hard on his own abdomen, instantly crippling his Dantian.

At this moment, Zhang Wanchun was scared to the bone; to stay alive, he preferred to abandon his entire cultivation and barely survive.

Lin Tian coldly watched Zhang Wanchun’s action, his killing intent growing stronger.

Such decisiveness, to easily pick up and let go, definitely belonged to ruthless characters, this kind of person, if given a chance to breathe, would certainly bring a storm of retribution!

Just as Lin Tian was about to finish him off, Zhang Wanchun suddenly raised his head, smiled with a twisted mouth, “Senior, I’ve crippled my cultivation, I’m just a useless person now, please spare my life! If you wish, I can be your dog right now… woof, woof, woof…”

Zhang Wanchun crawled on the ground, mimicking barking like a dog, almost wagged his tail in an attempt to please.

Such a scene left Nie Xingchen, Tian Ce, and others completely dumbstuck.

And Lin Tian, whose intent to kill had been rising, suddenly seemed to lose interest as well, looking somewhat sadly at Zhang Wanchun prostrated on the ground, barking incessantly like a dog.

“Get lost! If I see you again, no mercy will be shown!”

Lin Tian couldn’t be bothered to make a move anymore, shaking his head and uttering a command.

“Ah… Thank you, senior, for sparing my life, thank you for not killing me! I’ll get out of here…”

Zhang Wanchun was stunned at first, then he kowtowed repeatedly for a while, and despite the acute pain from crippling his own cultivation, he scurried away rolling and crawling.

In an instant, at the foot of Dragon Creek Mountain, except for a field of corpses, only Nie Xingchen, Cheen Chaoya, Tian Ce, Sheng Zishu, You Wei, and Rong Cheng’an, among others, were left standing there.

Until now, they still hadn’t dared to make a move!

Even Nie Xingchen, with his added reverence for Lin Tian, felt a chilling fear rising within him, an immense dread.

Flying Sword!

A young man wielding a flying sword, slaughtering Foundation Establishment Cultivators as if they were butchering dogs—such strength could only belong, it seemed, to the legendary Golden Core Ancestors, right?

What exactly was the level of his true strength?

Had he already achieved Golden Core?

The more Nie Xingchen pondered, the more reverent he became; the others were trembling slightly, unable to suppress the fear in their hearts.

Especially Cheen Chaoya, who thought of how Lin Tian had spared his life and couldn’t help feeling secretly thankful.

Lin Tian paid them no heed, starting by launching several Fire Bomb Techniques to incinerate the corpses on the ground thoroughly.

As for those scattered trinkets on the bodies, which they considered treasures, he simply wasn’t interested.

“Come with me. Each of you takes one or two Earthfire Stones and cultivate in the valley. Don’t be greedy, and at the same time, guard me! To prevent others from disturbing me…” Lin Tian said to them indifferently, then turned and walked away.

He approached the howling and struggling Dead Swamp Netherworld Snake and swiftly decapitated it with his Big Sword, afterward collecting Shangguan Bai’s Long Spear that was left behind and placing it into his Qiankun Bag.

The Long Spear, though not precious and regarded as trash in Lin Tian’s eyes, was at least good enough to be kept. Perhaps it would be useful later, or if not, giving it to someone else wouldn’t be a bad idea.

As for the Dead Swamp Netherworld Snake, a Fierce Beast with only some cultivation and not a true Flood Dragon, had little worth harvesting; Lin Tian simply ignored it.

Hearing Lin Tian’s words, Nie Xingchen and the others bowed deeply, their faces filled with joy, and hurried to follow him.

Entering the valley, they saw a long, narrow fissure extending downward, all the way to the Magma Pool at the earth’s bottom.

Beside the fissure lay numerous Earthfire Stones.

“Practice your cultivation here,” Lin Tian instructed them, wielding Evil like Xiaotian to cut open the crevice in front of them and crawling into the lair of the Dead Swamp Netherworld Snake, moving down through the voids within the mountain.

The secluded lair of the Dead Swamp Netherworld Snake was indeed too hidden; such a burrowing Fierce Beast generally needed no entrance.

Descending for nearly half a minute, Lin Tian finally stood at the edge of the Magma Pool.

Here, not only was there a dense Yin Qi but also rising Fire Spiritual Energy. The coexistence of these two types of Qi was extremely strange, such that only creatures like the Dead Swamp Netherworld Snake would reside here for a long time, preparing to transform into a Flood Dragon and hoping to one day cultivate successfully and soar into the sky.

Lin Tian surveyed the area, but after finding nothing else, he sat down cross-legged on the Earthfire Stone pile next to the Magma Pool.

Boom~

Following the circulation of the Nine-Turned Three Life Technique, the Yin Qi and Fire Qi in the vicinity violently surged towards Lin Tian. The surrounding Earthfire Stones shattered completely, and the terrifying Fire Spiritual Energy entered his Dantian through his limbs and body.

Yet no matter how vast the Spiritual Energy, it was swiftly refined by the Nine-Turned Three Life Technique.

“This time, the second black Dao Platform within me should be significantly strengthened, and my cultivation might also see considerable improvement…” Lin Tian mused to himself, his heart filled with joy.

But who knew how long had passed when all the Fire Spiritual Energy and Yin Qi were refined, Lin Tian’s face suddenly darkened.

The Yin Qi and Fire Spiritual Energy that had just been refined into True Qi were instantly absorbed by the black Dao Platform.

What was worse was that not only did his cultivation not increase after the absorption, but the black Dao Platform didn’t show even the slightest sign of expansion.

“That amount of energy required is terrifying? This is so frustrating!”

Lin Tian frowned and muttered, somewhat lost for words.

At this place, all the Earthfire Stones had already been completely absorbed by Lin Tian.