Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1662 - 1761: Freehand Brushwork

Qin Feng ignored the stunned gazes around him, took a deep breath, and looked back toward the northwestern sky. Up in the sky, a dark cloud was quietly drifting, and outsiders had no idea that on that cloud there were two other Holy Lands.

"Fine, since none of you are coming out, I can only grab you for a chat." Qin Feng muttered to himself, then rushed over to the unconscious Dou Lan.

"Kid, I’ll take your life!" Just as Qin Feng was about to move, an angry roar suddenly came from the sky, then a ferocious force that tore through space swept in from behind him.

All at once, Qin Feng’s face sank.

"Haha, I finally couldn’t hold back!" A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, but Qin Feng did not resist. Silver light flickered in his palm, a faint tearing-through-the-air sound rang out, and Qin Feng’s figure quietly turned illusory.

"A sneer!"

The moment the silver figure appeared, a raging wind blasted in as well, aiming to wound Qin Feng’s heart in an instant. Yet, when it struck, there was no sound. Instead, a deep blue staff tip pierced straight through that body.

"A shadow?"

Seeing the staff pierce through "Qin Feng’s" body without a single drop of blood spilling, the one holding the staff narrowed his eyes and jerked the staff, dispelling the shadow. He glanced around and immediately saw Qin Feng appear above Dou Lan’s head—she was almost dead and collapsing.

Feeling the fury in the newcomer’s gaze, Qin Feng raised his head and gave him a slight smile. Then his palm ruthlessly sliced open Dou Lan’s crown. A spray of blood burst out, and the vitality in Dou Lan’s eyes quickly faded, finally freezing into a death mask of terror and dread.

"What a vicious brat." Watching Qin Feng kill as smoothly as drifting clouds, without the slightest hesitation, the onlooker instantly narrowed his eyes, glared viciously at Qin Feng, and bellowed.

After killing Dou Lan and Feng Shaokai, Qin Feng still wore a faint smile. These Holy Lands that had appeared out of nowhere gave him a strange sense of familiarity and threat. It was an unpleasant feeling. So Qin Feng only planned to leave one living mouth to interrogate. As for who to spare, Qin Feng chose to spare the strongest. These origin-unknown Holy Land forces were the weakest among the Holy Lands, merely Fourth Layer; they had no way to use a Monarch’s soul methods. Under such conditions, he would keep the strongest and best of them. After all, the stronger the power, the more they knew.

"I originally didn’t want to fight, but you killed those three, and the Master was investigating them. I still can’t give him an explanation. In that case, I’ll just ask for your head." The man glared at Qin Feng and roared. His eyes flashed with a cold light. He was a hunched old man leaning on a staff. The staff stomped heavily onto the open ground, and parts of his camel-like back slowly straightened. As his hump rose, an aura not a bit weaker than Qin Feng’s gradually surged out, finally colliding head-on with Qin Feng’s momentum.

"Ask for my head? Try it." Qin Feng sneered. It seemed these mysterious Holy Land forces either refused to fight or were forbidden to fight by the "Master" behind them, so they didn’t dare make a move. Today, the strongest Holy Land was still hiding, but Qin Feng wasn’t curious. After all, he didn’t fear an opponent from the Seventh Layer of the Holy Land, but if a Seventh Layer had Sixth Layer helpers standing by, that would be troublesome.

Hearing Qin Feng’s open challenge, the hunched elder suddenly snarled, "Courting death!" At the same time, his dry palm clenched the staff, and his whole body shot forward like a thunderbolt. His speed was so fast that it directly left a Daoism-like phantom in the air.

"Hmph!" Qin Feng raised his treasure sword and soared up to meet him.

Under countless watching eyes, the two figures shrouded in Sixth Layer Holy Land aura crashed into each other like comets. In that instant, ripples of power exploded outward, and even the entire space trembled violently.

Seeing the hunched elder clash head-on with Qin Feng, the Blood Horse Hall master Leng Xinxun and his wife Huangpu Ting exchanged a look, bitter feelings showing in their eyes. At this stage, everything had already gone beyond their expectations and control. The gap between these two forces was simply too great.

Baili Yue said, "The Soul Flower grows on the other shore..."

Qin Feng said, "That’s why I’m going with you to find your ancestor. I’m hoping he’ll have a way."

Baili Yue understood what Qin Feng meant. In this world, nothing is absolute; there’s no Poison without a solution. The Huangfu Ancient People happened to occupy the place where the Soul Flower of the other shore grew. But when it came to Poison research, no one in the world was more proficient than the Baili. If you’re proficient in Poison, you’re proficient in antidote.

Bai Li did not disappoint Qin Feng. In just three days, he produced a general conclusion: in this boundless land, there were roughly eleven types of Heaven and Earth Treasures that had an inhibitory effect on the poison of the Flower on the other shore. Of these eleven Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasures, the Star Heaven Sect could currently procure seven, and another three were not hard to obtain, but their inhibiting effect on the Flower’s poison was far from ideal. The Baili Clan Leader’s intention was to gather all the Heaven and Earth Treasures, then give him enough time to concoct a perfect antidote. But at present, the last, most precious, rarest, and most effective Spiritual Treasure was still missing—the Nether Heavenly Grass.

The sky was slightly overcast, cold winds howled, piercing through the endless void.

High above the empty ground, two figures were flying along auspicious clouds. Their astonishing speed drew the attention of many powerful men they passed along the way. However, once those Practitioners sensed the strength of their auras, they quickly dismissed the idea of investigating.

"Qin Feng, you actually don’t need to look for the Ming River Heavenly Grass yourself. There are too many things you need to handle in the Star Heaven Sect. Sending someone else would be fine." Baili Yue said.

"Haha, my beautiful wife, sending someone else to accompany you wouldn’t be safe." Qin Feng laughed. "Besides, they’re handling sect affairs very well. Let them deal with that."

Baili Yue suddenly flushed red. Ever since they’d become involved, they’d been very close. Now they had fully accepted each other.

"There’s the gorge!" Suddenly, Qin Feng pointed at the faintly visible silhouette of a massive mountain bathed in the distant sunset and said joyfully.

The place where the most mysterious Heavenly Grass was said to grow was the "Netherworld Gorge." Coincidentally, Netherworld Gorge lay within the Musa territory, bordering the Hema territory. The Snow Horse lands belonged to the Huangfu Ancient People’s domain, and the Masha lands belonged to the Sword Pavilion domain. At Qin Feng and Baili Yue’s speed, it would take only three days to cross a single territory.

The valley was named after the Netherworld. It was said this place had the highest concentration of Heavenly Grass. Its fame was on par with Lihun Valley, where the Huangfu Ancient Clan specially cultivated Li Hunhua.

However, Qin Feng and Baili Yue quickly discovered something strange: along the way, they encountered at least a thousand flying experts, and among them alone there were over a hundred top Extreme Experts. You had to know, even during Huangfu Zhuansun’s prime military era, all the top experts combined only numbered a few hundred, less than a thousand—and with the recent mutual slaughter across the boundless territories, countless Practitioners had died, and more than half of Ji Jin Sacred Land’s great powers had already fallen. At this time, Little Netherworld Gorge was only part of a medium-sized region, so there shouldn’t have been that many experts. Moreover, people from different forces and even different regions were all converging toward the same direction. This left Qin Feng and Baili Yue deeply astonished.

Curious, Qin Feng directly intercepted a middle-aged man in midair. This middle-aged man was also a strong figure in the second echelon of the Extreme, with some fame in the boundless lands.

"You don’t know!" Hearing Qin Feng’s question, the middle-aged man was surprised, but didn’t dare show any disrespect under Qin Feng’s terrifying aura. He could only say respectfully, "Anyway, it’s not good for everyone to know. What I can tell you is that the endless territorial chaos has no end. First, the ancient Dan Tai people enraged the Broken Sword Youth Qin Feng, and in the end Qin Feng led the beasts under his command to attack and break through the Dan Tai Imperial City. That war was truly a war—Mountain River shattered, no sunlight..."