Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2689 - 2688: Break the Mirror!

Previously on Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain...
Lin Dong immersed himself in the illusory world, savoring the warmth of his healthy mother and the companionship of five enchanting women—Bai Jue, Li Qingcheng, Qiao Bing, Tang Mu, and Qingye Piaoxue—as they tended gardens and shared intimate moments under starry skies. His memories of the real world blurred, erasing recollections of the Earth Dragon Palace, the Dead Soul Curse, and his life on the Extraterrestrial Battlefield, leaving him convinced this was his true home. The Soul of the Sovereign Witch, isolated in the Dragon Ring Space, urgently attempted to pierce the illusion's barriers with calls to awaken him, but her efforts were repelled as Lin Dong's heart rejected any disruption to his perfect bliss. Sensing his inner turmoil, the illusion deepened its hold by granting Bai Jue the miraculous birth of their child, flooding Lin Dong with overwhelming joy and determination. In growing despair, the Sovereign Witch murmured that continued indulgence would trap him forever.

Following the arrival of his kids, Lin Dong's existence became enveloped in the sweet nectar of joy.

The fruit of his bond with Bai Jue shone like the coziest rays of winter sun, brightening their entire lives.

Day by day, Lin Dong sank into this bliss, nearly overlooking the chaos and battles of the outside realm, along with his original duties and goals.

Yet, right when he was on the verge of fully yielding to this deceptive peace, a brilliant white glow suddenly burst from the enigmatic door in the Dragon Ring Space.

As Lin Dong underwent a sudden realization inside the Dragon Ring Space, the Sovereign Witch's eyes snapped wide, firing two piercing rays like blades straight at that door's location.

An unexplained unease welled up inside her.

“It’s the door... left by Lin Dong’s father...” the Sovereign Witch whispered, her tone laced with uncertainty.

She distinctly felt the door in the Dragon Ring Space releasing an old and mighty energy that even made her pulse race.

Rising swiftly, the Sovereign Witch turned into a streak of brilliance and reached the door in a flash.

Staring at it, she noticed the once murky and hard-to-read symbols now pulsing with an odd glow, seemingly linking to some hidden entity.

“This... this is...” the Sovereign Witch's words quivered a bit, as she detected a horrifyingly intense force from inside.

It evoked dreadful events from ancient eras in her mind.

Drawing in a long breath, the Sovereign Witch worked to steady the turmoil in her chest.

She started channeling her witch energy, striving to link with that door and catch a glimpse of what lay ahead.

But as she neared it, an unseen barrier halted her, a power beyond her grasp, like the cosmos itself blocking her from its mysteries.

“Since direct insight is denied, so be it.” the Sovereign Witch muttered, “May the shifts in this door offer Lin Dong a pivotal moment.”

Right then, those rays sliced through the dense haze of the Illusionary Realm like dawn's initial gleam and silently blended into Lin Dong’s form.

They coursed along his bloodstream, stirring up his buried recollections and grasp of truth.

At first, Lin Dong sensed only an undefined agitation, as though something softly brushed his spirit.

Deeper the light delved, and those illusion-suppressed memories started resurfacing; he recalled who he was, all that happened for real, and the reason for entering this false domain.

“I came to uncover the truth, to confront trials, not to flee from what's real.” Lin Dong repeated inwardly, his stare growing resolute as the fog of confusion from the illusion lifted.

He saw now that these deceptions were likely a trial, sharpening his determination and spirit.

With his sense of reality reviving, Lin Dong started spotting the oddities scattered in the illusion.

Items that had looked so lovely before now struck him as fleeting and weak.

He grasped that genuine joy and progress couldn't rest on dodging truth, but on holding firm to inner convictions and dreams amid hardships and tests.

Inhaling deeply, Lin Dong linked his thoughts closely to the glow in the Dragon Ring Space.

An unmatched power surged through him, a bold resolve and insight from deep within, a yearning and drive for the actual realm.

Shutting his eyes, he allowed his mind a deep exchange with the illusion, like a farewell and a show of his advancement.

Upon reopening his eyes, Lin Dong's look had transformed completely.

Gazing at Bai Jue and the little ones, his soul brimmed with affection, yet this affection no longer clung to the fake scene, but embraced and vowed to true existence.

He knew he must depart this illusion, head back to reality, and tackle the awaiting trials and chances.

Clasping Bai Jue’s hand firmly, though his spirit ached with parting, he recognized it led to a brighter tomorrow.

Softly, he uttered, “Sister Bai Jue, I must depart this place and return to my world. But trust me, wherever I go, my spirit will forever stay by your side.”

Surprise flickered in Bai Jue’s gaze, and bit by bit, her outline started to fade.

Then, her presence vanished entirely.

In that instant, Lin Dong stepped toward the yard that felt both known and strange.

A subtle flower scent filled the breeze, the violet his mother Chen Fei cherished most.

Breathing it in fully, he absorbed that comforting, homely aroma hanging in the atmosphere.

“Time for a true farewell.”

Lin Dong entered the home, where his mother Chen Fei bustled in the kitchen.

“Mom, could you whip up those crispy sugar cakes one last time?” Lin Dong said gently, wary of shattering the serene beauty around them. He

His tone held a faint shake, a hesitation toward the coming goodbye and a longing for those old comforts.

Chen Fei’s shape gradually appeared from the kitchen, her features bearing that soft, unwavering grin as ever, her look seeming to see straight into Lin Dong’s soul.

“Sure thing, Dong’er, Mom will get them ready for you now.” Her reply flowed like a soft zephyr, caring and solid.

Moments later, the special scent of crispy sugar cakes drifted from the kitchen, the deepest flavor from Lin Dong’s early years.

He took a seat at the table, observing as his mother set down a platter of golden, crunchy sugar cakes before him, his emotions swirling inside.

Each nibble of the treat recalled bygone eras, those easy, affection-rich moments.

“Mom, I have to leave.” Lin Dong at last voiced it, his tone hushed and even. Those words sliced like a keen edge through his bonds to this dreamlike realm.

Chen Fei halted briefly, a subtle sorrow in her eyes, soon overtaken by warmth.

“Leaving already? To where? Not content at home? Not fulfilled?” Her voice brimmed with worry, treating Lin Dong like a young one setting off on a trip.

Lin Dong gave a bitter smile, tears glistening in his eyes, but not from sorrow—from thanks for this journey.

“So happy, these days rank as my most joyful and lovely ever. Yet I know this isn’t the real deal. I must depart, to another place.”

As Lin Dong finished speaking, Chen Fei’s image before him grew hazy, her grin still kind, but her solid form ebbing away.

“I understand.” She replied quietly, whether to him or herself.

Before long, Chen Fei’s form was gone, only a light fragrance remaining in the air.

Simultaneously, the Illusionary World ahead of Lin Dong crumbled, its lovely vistas breaking apart like a cracked mirror into nothingness.

Yet no fear or sorrow touched Lin Dong’s heart.

He realized this had been his trial, and he’d triumphed over the Third Stage.

Once the final illusion shard vanished, Lin Dong stood on strange ground, the true world, his rightful spot.

“Even if it was unreal, thanks for the lovely dream.” Lin Dong whispered.