Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1616: Chapter 1613: Pangu’s Essence Blood

”What is this aura exactly? Why is it so powerful?”

A Blood Clan Elder trembled with fear, the terror in his heart far greater than when he saw Xu Wendong unleash the Two Paths of Yin and Yang before.

The other Elders also remained expressionless, unable to calm their hearts for a long time.

Xue Tu’s body also tightened, even though he possessed the peak of the Immortal Venerate Realm cultivation level, in front of this vast and chaotic aura, he felt like his physical body was about to explode.

”Quick, everyone step back!” Xue Tu’s expression was grave, instructing the clan members to retreat. At the same time, he pinched the spell with both hands, releasing a terrifying vital energy in front of him, fearing that this terrifying aura might harm the clan members.

One Elder slowly spoke, ”Perhaps the secret of our Blood Clan’s heritage is about to be revealed.”

Everyone nodded, and in their eyes filled with shock was a hint of anticipation. They had been curious about what kind of shocking secret was hidden in the Blood Pool after all these years of Blood Clan heritage!

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, akin to a Heavenly Tribulation bellowing in fury, venting endless heavenly might.

Amidst everyone’s breathless concentration, a drop of golden-red blood flew from the bottom of the Blood Pool into the air.

It hung in the air, like a blazing sun that had been sealed in the chaotic abyss, now finally seeing the light of day, surrounded by a majestic, heavy, and sacred aura that made all things tremble.

That aura was like the inadvertent release of a trace of pressure from an Ancient God in slumber, just strands of it spreading out made the space twist violently.

The Blood Clan members were already soul-struck by the sudden upheaval of the Blood Pool.

Now, facing the direct impact of this drop of blood’s overwhelming aura, their legs seemed to lose bones and tendons, instantly collapsing. With a thud, they knelt on the ground all at once, trembling in fear.

Their faces pressed tightly against the cold ground, their eyes filled with terror and despair, trying to use this feeble action to avoid the mountain-crushing pressure.

Yet it was in vain, not even Celestial Gods could withstand this overwhelming aura.

Not only that, their souls seemed to be repeatedly pounded and tempered by an Ancient Divine Hammer.

Every trace of the escaping aura was like sharp steel needles, mercilessly stabbing deep into their sea of consciousness, the intense pain spreading like a tide, making their heads ache with a feeling of splitting, almost fainting.

Their bodies seemed to be crushed by the immense power of ancient chaos, every inch of skin enduring the weight of mountain ranges, unable to move, their breathing squeezed to a thread, almost suffocating.

Xu Wendong also felt his scalp tingling, shivering with cold, every pore in his body expanding, cold sweat pouring down like a bursting dam.

He could clearly sense that this drop of blood was like a peerless Fierce Beast lurking in ancient chaos, newly awakened, containing energy that seemed capable of reshaping the universe, opening up the primal chaos, majestic, violent, and exuding a primal wildness capable of destroying the heavens and earth.

Even though he had been cultivating in the Blood Pool for so long, even after releasing the Two Paths of Yin and Yang,

this power was too terrifying, giving him the illusion that his physical body was about to explode.

”This... this... this...” a voice of fear from the Dragon Soul emanated from Xu Wendong’s sea of consciousness.

”Lord Long, stop beating around the bush. What’s the origin of this drop of golden-red blood?” Xu Wendong communicated through his soul.

The Dragon Soul’s voice, urgent and excited, echoed in his sea of consciousness, ”If I haven’t seen it wrong, this drop of golden-red blood is a residual blood of the Pangu God!”

”What? This is a trace of the Pangu God’s residual blood?” Xu Wendong cried out uncontrollably, his pupils shaking violently, a towering wave rising in his heart.

For a moment.

He even forgot the pain in his body.

Unbelievable, this drop of golden-red blood turned out to be a trace of the Pangu God’s residual blood.

”The opportunity to change your destiny has arrived!” The Dragon Soul’s voice was solemn, yet revealed a hint of incomprehensible excitement, ”As long as you absorb this drop of Pangu God’s residual blood, I guarantee your strength will advance by leaps and bounds, possibly becoming a god on the spot!”

The Pangu God.

It is an existence that split the heavens and earth.

Even a drop of residual blood surpasses all treasures of the world!

Xu Wendong nodded solemnly, then his soul force flew out, directly enveloping the residual blood of the Pangu God.

As soon as Xu Wendong’s soul force touched that drop of Pangu God’s residual blood, it was as though a reckless moth plunged into a blazing heavenly fire.

Instantaneously, a mighty backlash force that could seemingly crush the foundation of the soul surged towards him.

The soul seemed to be struck by a heavy hammer.

It made him dizzy and his sea of consciousness soared with turbulent waves, and the sacred aura surrounding the residual blood now seemed like a sharp blade, slicing through his extruded soul force.

The pain caused him to furrow his brows tightly, cold sweat spurting from his forehead, streaking down his face, and dripping into the Blood Pool, splashing small blood flowers.

But how could Xu Wendong give up easily? He bit his tongue, using the pain to awaken chaotic consciousness, forcefully urging the soul force to weave a tight net, tightly wrapping around the residual blood.

Yet the residual blood seemed to have a mind of its own, struggling desperately, each twist causing the surrounding space to crackle as if it wanted to tear Xu Wendong’s soul control apart and escape back into the chaos.

Xu Wendong felt that what he held was not a drop of blood, but an enraged ancient divine beast, ready to break free and retaliate at any moment.

The lightning and thunder grew more violent, purple lightning seemed to pierce holes in the heavens and earth, a thick lightning bolt struck directly at Xu Wendong’s head.

Unable to avoid it, his body was hit by the lightning bolt, sizzling with smoke, skin and flesh bursting open.

Yet he gritted his teeth, using the intense pain to trigger the latent power within him, drawing the residual blood closer.

At this moment, the golden-red glow around the residual blood grew intensely, seeming to blind one’s eyes, and the sacred pressure poured down overwhelmingly.

Xu Wendong’s physical body seemed to be crushed by mountains, bones crackling, meridians breaking inch by inch, blood spraying wildly, yet with a steely will, he drove his soul force to permeate the residual blood.

In an instant.

The power of creation contained within the residual blood found a vent, pouring into his body like a torrential flood, displacing his internal organs, his heart pounding as if about to jump out of his throat.

Xu Wendong’s face contorted, veins popping on his neck like angry dragons, roaring, the sound piercing through the Blood Pool, making the Blood Clan members’ ears buzz.

His body trembled, the Blood Pool water beneath his feet boiling, bubbling, his aura chaotic yet gradually merging with the power of the residual blood in desperation, faintly showing signs of the chaotic beginning, the rebirth of all things.

At the same time.

The Tai Chi Diagram behind him also started spinning rapidly, a strong Daoist charm flowed into his body, beginning to counter the residual blood within him.

As the power of the residual blood continued to merge.

Xu Wendong’s body seemed to be reshaped, muscles like ancient tree roots, increasingly solid and resilient, bones crystalline like jade, exuding ancient luster, meridians expanded several times over, the spiritual power flowing within them as dazzling as a river of stars, majestic yet agile.

His cultivation level at this moment saw a rapid ascent...