Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2702 - 2701: Borrowing Power to Intimidate Others?

While Lin Dong huddled inside the shadowy cavern, deeply engaged in the tough task of breaking free from the Dead Soul Curse, whispers about his situation raced like wildfire through the expansive and dangerous Extraterrestrial Battlefield.

In this realm dominated by the pursuit of power and fierce combats, intel holds greater value than gold.

Within a temporary encampment, flames from the campfire roared, casting light on faces showing excitement or greed.

Several fighters clad in attire from various mighty organizations gathered around, murmuring softly, with Lin Dong as the main subject.

"Did you catch the news? Lin Dong, the newcomer making waves on the Battlefield, has supposedly obtained the fabled Earth Dragon Treasure Technique!" A burly fellow gripping a massive axe broke the silence, his voice booming and resonant, as if it could stir the soul.

"Earth Dragon Treasure Technique? Are you referring to that remarkable divine art which taps into the earth's veins for power and can even call forth the shadow of the ancient Earth Dragon?"

A young man with keen eyes next to him inquired in astonishment, his fingers idly stroking the slim Spirit Sword on his belt, evidently taken aback by the revelation.

"Exactly, it's the skill that drives hordes of mighty fighters insane!" The large man affirmed with a nod, his words laced with envy and respect, "Plus, recall that he's climbed into the top ten on the Five Elements Stele, surpassing plenty of veteran warriors from the elder generation."

"Wow, Lin Dong... what kind of god-like figure is he?" A woman with a voice faint like a gnat uttered in wonder, her gaze alight with both reverence and fear toward this enigmatic powerhouse.

"Hmph, strength means little if he's down. Word is he took a heavy blow and fell victim to the Dead Soul Curse." From the shadows in one corner, a figure shrouded in a dark robe, face concealed, uttered icily, his tone dripping with scorn, "Locate him, and snatching the Earth Dragon Treasure Technique should be straightforward, right?"

Those remarks shifted the camp's mood to something tense and charged.

Each person weighed their private plans, some plotting to exploit the turmoil, others fretting over Lin Dong's prowess.

After all, survivors who thrive on the Extraterrestrial Battlefield aren't your average folk.

The Battlefield's winds cut like blades; tales of Lin Dong's grave wound and the Dead Soul Curse afflicting him flew swiftly, spreading to all reaches as if carried on wings.

This upheaval not only roused the big players but also kindled vengeful fires in the stares of fighters harboring old grudges against Lin Dong.

In the Yingjiang Country War Department's base, within a bastion built from advanced alloys, the Winged Angel faced a huge holographic display, his piercing eyes locked on zones potentially hiding Lin Dong.

His expression mixed thirst for payback with wariness of Lin Dong's might.

Their prior clash still haunted him, yet Lin Dong's 'critical injury' presented a prime opening.

"We can't let this chance slip; we have to eliminate Lin Dong for good this round." The Winged Angel declared in a low, firm tone, his statement leaving no room for debate.

Meanwhile, in the Yoga Country War Department's sacred site, amid an old temple, Pravina sat in meditation with shut eyes, her mind boiling with loathing for Lin Dong.

Lin Dong had robbed her of centuries of life and shamed the Heavenly Envoys of the Four Great War Factions. Now, aware of his plight, she glimpsed the light of retribution.

"This round, I'll take his life myself to wash away my past disgrace." Pravina's eyes snapped open, shining with unyielding resolve.

The pair swiftly linked up via their private networks and resolved to team up.

In a concealed chamber at the Yingjiang Country War Department, the Winged Angel and Pravina faced off across a table, guarded by stringent protocols to keep their talk from leaking to outsiders.

"Before, despite the four War Faction Heavenly Envoys uniting, we failed to take him down and lost two in the process." The Winged Angel stated gravely, his voice heavy with sorrow and recognition of Lin Dong's power.

"Circumstances differ now—he's badly hurt and cursed by the Dead Soul, so his abilities must be severely weakened." Pravina continued, her gaze icy, "Still, relying solely on us two isn't prudent. We should ally with more formidable groups to handle him. Plenty will jump at the chance to claim the Earth Dragon Treasure Technique, braving the danger."

The Winged Angel agreed with a nod, and they dove into hashing out the details of their strategy.

They planned to approach factions at odds with Lin Dong or the Dragon Country War Department first, dangling the Earth Dragon Treasure Technique as incentive, to draw them into the ambush.

Concurrently, they quietly rallied their top units in their War Departments, gearing up for the clash ahead.

Over the following days, buzz and theories about Lin Dong swirled across the Extraterrestrial Battlefield.

Certain groups itched to act, while others opted to observe from afar.

Regardless, Lin Dong's name surged back to the forefront of Battlefield chatter.

At that very time, Lin Dong rested in the cavern, battling relentlessly against the Dead Soul Curse.

He remained oblivious to the gathering tempest aimed at him across the Battlefield.

The ordeal stretched like an endless bad dream, with Lin Dong's awareness drifting through ceaseless agony, the frigid Dead Soul Curse acting like stabbing frost, eroding his soul bit by bit.

His form was balled up in the gloomy hidden room's nook, lids clamped shut, complexion ashen like snow, merely beads of icy sweat trickling from his brow to show he persisted in his unseen struggle.

And elsewhere in the world, the Winged Angel and Pravina hustled to set up a trap for Lin Dong.

They darted between hidden bases of diverse groups, employing old and intricate signaling to reach out to Heavenly Realm Martial Artists eager for the pursuit.

As darkness descended, stars sprinkled the vast night, and the duo convened covertly in a weathered fortress alongside three fresh allied powerhouses.

The initial one hailed from the Charm Clan in the Ancient European Country, a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist at Second Heaven named Alya, who wielded fascinating control over light and shadow, her frame lithe, her stare brimming with insight and enigma.

The next was a brawny figure from the Thunder Clan called Thor, built like a peak, capable of calling forth ruinous bolts, every strike booming with thunder. His power reached Third Heaven!

The final was a yoga expert from the Yoga Country’s Ami Family, Samantha, skilled in psychic detection and spatial warping, permitting instant relocation that caught foes off guard.

He was also a devoted suitor to Pravina, chasing her for centuries, his own power at Third Heaven.

At present, these five Heavenly Realm Martial Artists gathered to plot the takedown of Lin Dong.