Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1324 - 1423: Power of Focus

"Hmph!" With a suppressed grunt from Qin Feng, his Spiritual Power surged forth, manifesting in his palms. It then clashed with explosive might, violently propelling Qin Feng towards the disciples of the West Law Sect.

"Thud, thud..." As Qin Feng’s body impacted, Zang Lu was forced to stagger back seven or eight paces. Eventually, his face flushed crimson, and the overflow of surging energy and blood caused him to spew blood outright. His complexion turned ashen, and he trembled uncontrollably, drawing a White Blade from behind him, his teeth gritted as he lunged at Qin Feng.

The tall figure swiftly breached the defenses of several West Buddha Sect disciples. Qin Feng, gripping the long sword with his right hand, suddenly drew it forth. Instantly, multiple West Law Sect disciples simultaneously spat blood, sent reeling backward.

In merely two or three exchanges, Qin Feng had effortlessly subdued several formidable West Gate disciples within the Virtual Meta Domain. He then slowly pivoted, fixing his gaze upon the ashen-faced Zang Lu.

"How did you end up so gravely wounded?" Qin Feng suddenly chuckled.

Concurrently, he adjusted the long sword in his right hand, his foot striking the ground once more. With a resounding boom, his body shot forward. In the blink of an eye, he was upon Zang Lu, the long sword in his grasp tightening slightly, merging seamlessly with ferocious energy as he mercilessly slashed towards Zang Lu.

The unleashed momentum rendered Cang Lu’s pale face even more grim. He swiftly clenched his great blade, chaotic power surging through his frame, before dodging away.

"Bang!" The sharp clang of steel colliding drew every eye.

At the very moment the horse saber met the long sword, Zang Lu’s body suddenly dipped, and his foot also sank into the ground.

"Break!" Qin Feng met the sight of the gritting Zang Lu with a cold laugh, his body's Spiritual Power transforming into a wisp, pouring into Sen Han’s long sword.

"Crack..." Empowered by the long sword's might, Zang Lu’s blade began to show cracks. Soon after, the fissure rapidly expanded. Finally, with a clear sound, it shattered.

Witnessing his weapon annihilated by his opponent, pure fear bloomed on Cang Lu’s face. His body contorted unnaturally as he hastily retreated, dragging his foot.

"Bang!" The shattered sword. The blade continued its fierce descent, ultimately gouging a deep channel into the ground.

Observing Zang Lu evade the strike, Qin Feng raised his gaze. His foot met the ground again. With an explosive surge, his figure appeared like lightning behind the retreating Cang Lu. He smirked coldly, pivoting his right foot.

"Tan City, Shura Academy, Tiantian is here."

Before the formidable Shura Gate, Qin Feng lifted his head.

"Halt! Can’t you see this is Shura? If you dare advance, I will kill you." One of the eight Gatekeepers stepped forward, shouting loudly.

The Shura Temple reigned as the absolute authority in Tan City. Normally, any approaching individual was compelled to find an alternate route. Today, however, someone exhibited no fear of death. A youth, no older than his early twenties, dared to march directly towards Shura.

"A couple of useless pieces of trash!" Qin Feng sneered.

He then suddenly extended his hand, which seemed to swell to ten feet, snatching the Shura Council disciple as if he were a mere rodent. These Gatekeepers, powerful only in name, offered no resistance against Qin Feng.

"Call for help, call for help!" The burly man frantically appealed to his companions.

However, he observed the remaining seven with vacant stares, as if utterly oblivious to his plight, which induced extreme anxiety in the burly man.

"If you try to jump again, you're dead." Qin Feng’s voice suddenly cut through the air.

"Sir, please spare their lives." Lacking any response from his companions, the large man was immediately overcome with terror.

"I wish to inquire about something. Answer truthfully, and I will spare your life. If you wish to die, feel free to jump again," Qin Feng stated coldly.

"I understand." The large man nodded vigorously.

He knew better than to trifle; he had been utterly incapable of struggling when grabbed moments before, recognizing the immense disparity in power. He even harbored a suspicion that the young man in white might be a disguised actual Origin Scripture expert. With everything now under the other's control, how could he dare to be clever? Discernment dictated wisdom in retreat.

"Allow me to ask, the young lady named Tiantian, where are you detaining her?"

"In the attic located within Tuoba Qingheng's residence. Enter through the main gate, proceed straight, turn left after five to six hundred meters, then walk another five to six hundred meters, turn right, and continue straight; you will find it." The man replied.

"The attic where Duke Tuoba Qingheng resides?" Qin Feng's eyes narrowed instantly as he inquired, "Who precisely is Tuoba Qingheng?"

"He is a wayward scion of the Tuoba Clan. As you are aware, our Shura Gate operates as a subordinate to the Tuoba Clan. Consequently, as a member of the Tuoba Clan, we dare not show him disrespect and have always served him diligently. Later, Tuoba Qingheng expressed a desire to protect this girl, so we dared not act rashly, opting instead to stall." Han elucidated.

"Do you actually believe Tuoba Qingheng when he claims to be from the Tuoba Clan?" Qin Feng inquired.

"Where is that? Every scion of the Tuoba Clan carries an identity gold medal infused with the royal bloodline. It's impossible for it to be a forgery. Tuoba Qingheng possesses such an identity token; why would we dare cast doubt upon it?"

"Identity gold medal?" Qin Feng suddenly let out a laugh. He had previously confiscated numerous spatial rings from members of the Tuoba lineage, and these also contained identical gold medals.

"One final inquiry: why expend such considerable effort pursuing a mere child in the Spirit Blood State?" Qin Feng asked, his voice cold.

"She pilfered our former master’s spatial ring, which supposedly conceals a great treasure, yet she obstinately refuses to relinquish it. Are we not permitted to deal with her for this transgression?" "However, we have not inflicted any harm upon her. We wouldn't even dare to lay a hand on Tuoba Qingheng."

Qin Feng's pupils constricted.

Tiantian had acquired the spatial ring belonging to the former Shura leader. This was the very reason Shura had apprehended her, and that Tuoba individual, Qingheng, was the one protecting Tiantian.

"Did you truly not harm her?" A piercing light flashed within Qin Feng's eyes.

"We genuinely did not. Truly, we did not," the burly man managed a strained smile, having also observed the young man in white diligently searching for the girl.

"Very well," Qin Feng nodded.

"Then, may I depart?" the large man inquired, a flicker of joy crossing his face.

"No,"

"Ah!"

With a startled cry, Han was taken aback. Qin Feng's figure blurred into motion. In the blink of an eye, he had incapacitated the remaining seven Gatekeepers ensnared within the Mirage, and then proceeded directly into the Shura stronghold.

Although the Shura Temple was situated at the heart of Tan City, it stood as a veritable ancestral domain. It exuded a formidable presence, harbored countless powerful individuals, and was protected by numerous array restrictions. In terms of risk, the Wuxing Sect and the Sword Pavilion mountain gate posed greater dangers. Here, even Qin Feng found it prudent to exercise caution.

"Genius!"

Qin Feng's speed was astonishing. In mere moments, he arrived at Han's attic.

"Hmm?"

Several Shura Masters assigned to surveillance duties turned their heads, their gazes falling upon Qin Feng.

"Who dares intrude upon our sacred Shura grounds?" a stern elder clad in black robes demanded.

"Step aside. I am here for Tuoba Qingheng. This matter does not concern you," Qin Feng declared with an air of authority, his voice echoing.

"Hmm?"

One by one, the expressions on the faces of the black-robed elders underwent a subtle shift.

"What is your connection to Tuoba Qingheng?" the elder in black inquired.

Outside the attic,

Qin Feng emerged alongside Hao Tian, observing several martial experts standing guard.

"That girl!?" Upon seeing Tiantian, the black-robed elder's expression instantly transformed.

"What do you mean, can't you see? I am here to escort her away," Qin Feng stated plainly.

"Sir, this girl is deeply entangled in matters beyond your comprehension. You cannot simply take her," another middle-aged man with fiery red hair rasped.

"Do you presume to obstruct me?" Qin Feng boomed, his voice laced with cold disdain.