Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2708 - 2707

Over the expansive ocean of clouds, a piercing cold wind billowed the robes of the two figures. Standing shoulder to shoulder, the Winged Angel and Pravina stared with eyes overflowing with unmatched astonishment and dread.

Beneath them stretched the enigmatic land wrapped in timeless myths, and at this instant, the ground appeared to quiver, bracing for the looming catastrophe.

"This is terrifying," Pravina's voice came out as weak as a whisper, but it held an undeniable horror, "For others, rising one rank among Heavenly Realm Martial Artists demands decades or even centuries. He... he advances in just months? This pace goes against all reason. It's utterly horrifying."

At that moment, the Winged Angel's face showed an extraordinary gravity.

His voice shook as he said, "Indeed, back when the Four Great Town Angels united their efforts, he was only at First Heaven power, and yet he overpowered us. Now, having reached Second Heaven, his power has surged so swiftly, we... stand even less chance!

The pair shared a look, words unnecessary, as the urge to flee had already sprouted in their minds.

In this Extraterrestrial Battlefield that honors the mighty, survival smarts often surpass bravery.

So, in near unison, their forms blurred, activating an Ancient Martial Arts movement skill, erupting into velocities multiple times beyond sound, casting a brief afterimage across the realm, striving to flee the rapidly closing grip of doom.

"Swish!" Like shooting stars slicing the dark sky, the duo streaked with astonishing velocity, yet this time, their destiny lay beyond their control.

"Winged Angel, Pravina, do you believe you can flee once more this time?" Lin Dong's voice boomed like thunder in the cold season, suddenly echoing right as they neared the horizon's edge.

This tone remained steady and resolute, infused with an irrefutable authority.

As his statement landed, the nearby space twisted under some unseen pressure, reality bending and contorting, while light grew chaotic and disorienting.

Suddenly, both the Winged Angel and Pravina noticed they had unknowingly entered a strange dreamlike domain.

The environment around shifted endlessly, alternating between fiery infernos and frozen wastelands, each inhale draining their vitality completely.

"We're in an illusionary realm, this is bad—he actually commands illusion arts! And this isn't any basic illusion art!" Caught within the dreamlike domain, the Winged Angel grasped the situation and cried out.

"This is... the Illusion Eye's created illusion!" Pravina drew in a sharp breath, at last identifying this soul-crushing force.

The Illusion Eye, a fearsome gaze rumored to dominate minds, twist the real, and spawn dreamlike realms from which escape proves nearly impossible without the user's release.

The Winged Angel's expression grew exceedingly grim; he attempted to muster energy to shatter the dreamlike domain's hold, but discovered his cultivation strength endlessly sapped inside, capable of only a fraction of his normal might.

"Lin Dong, you... you've grown so powerful!" The Winged Angel's words brimmed with resentment and hopelessness; he understood clearly now, they had no way out this time.

From the illusion's core, Lin Dong's silhouette gradually appeared, his gaze gleaming with radiant intensity, bearing the seal of the fully engaged Illusion Eye.

He regarded the former pursuers, his voice even and collected: "In this world, no powerhouse lasts forever, nor does weakness endure. Before, you sought my life, that's past, but now you still aim to end me."

"Today, I grant you no further opportunities!"

With Lin Dong's declaration, the entire dreamlike domain transformed, the area swirling like a fierce gale.

And under the illusory sky, Lin Dong's form loomed like a solitary keen edge, amidst infinite emptiness.

All about swirled ceaseless phantom glows and confusing hues, crafting a battleground blending truth and deception.

His eyes sparked with icy determination, radiating supreme lethal aura from his frame.

"Sword One!" He uttered softly, the blade in Lin Dong's grasp awakening as if alive, its edge quivering faintly, amassing the purest essence from sky and soil.

This strike embodied the pinnacle of sword mastery, fused with his unbreakable spirit, as though it could sever any barrier in existence.

Right then, the Winged Angel felt an unparalleled peril.

He realized Lin Dong's blade was no trifling thing, so he instantly deployed his mightiest safeguard—Light Barrier.

This formed a barrier forged from sheer energy, radiating blinding brilliance, as if it could repel every assault known.

Yet Lin Dong's assault went beyond that. As "Sword One" sliced forth with a whistle, he subtly unleashed a psychic assault.

This unseen wave rushed like a hidden torrent, quietly penetrating the Winged Angel's psyche depths, aiming to shatter his focus and loosen his grip on the Light Barrier.

Beneath the combined barrage of psychic force and sword skill, even a powerhouse like the Winged Angel struggled to endure.

Though the Light Barrier glowed on, its core energy weave grew brittle from Lin Dong's psychic corrosion.

In under ten breaths, the formerly unbreakable shield cracked open, then shattered explosively.

In that instant, Lin Dong's blade flashed through the vacuum like a bolt, without pause, precisely targeting the Winged Angel's throat.

Beneath that slash, the Winged Angel's form froze as if time halted, trapped in a perpetual freeze.

His head, meeting Lin Dong's blade, rose lightly, then drifted down, carving a sorrowful path, finally dissolving into void.

The Winged Angel's eyes bulged wide in that split second, as if encapsulating all the realm's fear and defiance.

His mouth cracked open as though to cry out, yet no voice emerged in the end.

Those once-glorious wings hung limp now, stripped of their holy radiance and vigor.

His wide-eyed demise symbolized rebellion against destiny, along with the dismay and impotence before Lin Dong's might.

As the Winged Angel perished, the dreamlike domain quaked throughout, the atmosphere laden with an unspeakable weight and tension.

Observing from nearby, Pravina took in the scene, a wave of supreme shock and terror flooding her core.

And in that moment, the Winged Angel's spirit and soul burst from his remains, seeking flight.

Yet Lin Dong seized it effortlessly.

"Not even sparing the spirit and soul?" Pravina hadn't sensed such a deathly peril in ages.

Even as a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, she couldn't stop her body from shuddering violently right then.