Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1594: Chapter 1591: Unleashing the Ultimate Weapon

Xu Wendong felt a surge of joy in his heart and couldn’t help exclaiming, ”Lord Long, the Blood Clan’s sealing array is located at the bottom of the blood pool.”

In the next moment, without any hesitation, he leapt and dived toward the blood pool.

He was like a burning meteor, carrying an unstoppable momentum, plunging straight into the dark red, death-laden blood pool.

The liquid in the blood pool was incredibly viscous.

It seemed to be woven from the grievances of countless vengeful spirits, and every inch of movement required a tremendous amount of his strength.

The liquid was like a living demon, constantly squeezing Xu Wendong’s body, each wriggle carrying immense pressure, as if it wanted to crush his bones and completely swallow him into this endless dark abyss.

Xu Wendong felt like a trapped beast in a quagmire, every struggle extraordinarily difficult, his muscles bulging from exertion, with veins standing out on his skin like coiled pythons.

Each swing of his limbs felt like battling against a thousand pounds of force, the resistance making his movements slow and heavy, but his resolve burned like a flame, driving him onward.

As he delved deeper, the surrounding water pressure grew at a terrifying speed, as if countless towering ancient divine mountains were pressing on him.

His bones made a chilling creaking sound under the weight, seeming ready to snap at any moment under the strain.

Every blood vessel felt like it was about to burst, blood flowing arduously through them, his heart pounding like a war drum, as if cheering him on in this battle with death.

His breathing grew rapid and heavy, each inhalation of the bloody and decayed-smelling liquid felt like countless needles stabbing his lungs.

Yet he gritted his teeth, eyes flashing with unyielding light, swimming with difficulty towards the source of the array’s pulsing in the ink-dark blood pool.

Although the Dragon Soul parasitized in Xu Wendong’s body, it could feel his current plight, a strong sense of admiration rising within it.

Watching Xu Wendong grow step by step from the Cultivation World, it knew well the hardships and trials he had endured on his journey!

Oftentimes, even it felt a sense of inferiority.

”Those people didn’t choose wrong; this kid’s perseverance truly stands throughout history!” the Dragon Soul thought silently, though it was an esteemed Divine Dragon of the Immortal Realm and had seen many with great perseverance.

But even so, no one’s perseverance surpassed Xu Wendong’s.

After who knows how long, just when Xu Wendong felt he was about to be crushed by the endless darkness and pressure, a faint light finally appeared before him.

This light isolated the thick blood, forming a vacuum domain.

The light contained ancient and mysterious runes, which were precisely the Blood Clan’s sealing array.

This array was like a vast, intricate cosmic labyrinth.

The runes interwove densely like stars, each emitting a powerful, intimidating spiritual energy fluctuation.

These fluctuations intertwined and collided, forming invisible barriers, like the most solid defenses in the universe.

As Xu Wendong approached, he could feel the power contained within, surging like furious waves, as if just their residual energy could easily tear him apart, making his soul tremble under this force.

But Xu Wendong did not flinch, he took a deep breath and began to carefully observe the structure of the array, attempting to find a way to decipher the seemingly inscrutable runic combinations.

The voice of the Dragon Soul rang out at this moment: ”This is an ancient Blood Clan seal, its complexity far beyond imagination, you must be extremely careful, and listen to my guidance.”

Xu Wendong dared not act recklessly, nodding heavily.

Immediately, under the guidance of the Dragon Soul, Xu Wendong cautiously extended his hand, reaching out to touch a rune.

The moment his finger touched the rune, a force as powerful as a primeval beast’s counter-shock returned.

The force was like a sharp spear, piercing through his arm, raging down via the meridians, revealing eerie white bones.

”Damn, it’s this terrifying?” Xu Wendong gasped, never expecting the runes on the array to be so frightening.

It’s known he possessed a terrifying Ancient Sacred Body, and after countless times of honing, his body was now comparable to a Divine Artifact.

Yet who would’ve thought, the array’s power would instantly render one of his arms useless?

Without further thought, he activated the Wood Element Path, instantly healing the disabled arm.

After his injuries healed, he continued to reach for the next rune as per the Dragon Soul’s indication.

Every time he touched a rune, it felt like challenging a peerless fiend.

The counter-shock force grew increasingly stronger, several times almost knocking him away, making him tumble in the blood pool like a fragile leaf.

His body was covered in wounds of varying sizes, blood seeping and merging with the liquid in the blood pool.

Those wounds burned with the pain of being scorched by fierce flames, each drop of blood lost gradually weakening his strength, yet he stubbornly persevered.

Just then, a powerful undercurrent surged in the blood pool, shadows flickered faintly within the current.

”Watch out, these are the ghosts guarding the array, their strength is formidable, not to be underestimated!” the Dragon Soul’s voice was solemn, involuntarily reminding him.

Xu Wendong gasped heavily, a mad smile appearing on his face: ”Lord Long, I’m now hiding at the bottom of the Netherworld Blood Pool, if I use a powerful magical treasure, can I avoid the Heavenly Mirror’s observation?”

The Dragon Soul answered: ”Naturally, you can.”

”That’s good then!”

Xu Wendong’s mouth curled into a slight, crazy smile.

His hands quickly pinched the spell, gestures transforming as if weaving an invisible net of spiritual power.

With the infusion of his spiritual energy, the Taoist Scripture Fragment in his Sea of Consciousness was suddenly activated.

In an instant, the golden Taoist Scripture Fragment burst out of his Sea of Consciousness together like a sun emerging from the mist.

Emitting an archaic and mysterious aura, the aura seemed to traverse endless time and space, carrying the power of ancient prehistory.

The golden light, like dazzling sharp swords, instantly lit up this originally gloomy little world, and where the light reached, the darkness receded like the tide.

Under this brilliant light, those ghosts that had been lurking in the dark and stirring restlessly were laid bare.

Their forms varied, each emitting a daunting aura.

Some resembled giant skeletons, their enormous frames seemingly cast of the hardest Nether Iron, glistening with an icy sheen.

In their eye sockets, ghostly blue flames burned wildly, akin to ghost fires from the depths of Hell, flickering and jumping, exuding infinite grievances and desolation.

Others were like twisted human forms, with limbs as slender and flexible as vines, dancing like gallows cords in the darkness.

These ghosts came with ferocity, seemingly intent on devouring Xu Wendong completely.

However, when they sensed the holy aura emitted by the Taoist Scripture Fragment, the originally cruel and violent look in their eyes instantly revealed a fearful gaze.

It was an instinctive fear, as if what they faced was not a mere magical treasure, but the most feared mortal enemy from the depths of their souls.