Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2733 - 2732: Ultimate Physical Combat!

A crimson mist swirled about, as the ancient and eerie Blood Prison Array hovered in ghostly silence, appearing as if it possessed the appetite to consume all light and vitality.

Standing within this formation, Lin Dong’s figure remained remarkably resolute. His eyes burned with the intensity of flickering flames, betraying a sense of unyielding resolve.

As he fully channeled the Reverse Scale Transformation of the Dragon Blood Holy Body, an archaic and potent aura surged from deep within his frame. Beneath his skin, golden scales began to shimmer, casting a brilliant glow.

"Boom!" A thunderous roar shattered the silence of the heavens. Like a colossal dragon finally shaking off its slumber, Lin Dong unleashed a fierce punch toward Xue Chen, who floated amidst the Blood Prison Array.

Every ounce of his strength was poured into this single strike, which seemed to rip through the very fabric of space.

Xue Chen wore a frigid expression, a flicker of genuine shock crossing his features. Yet, he did not retreat; instead, he met the incoming assault with a heavy, forceful blow of his own.

The convergence of their fist winds set the air ablaze, erupting into a blinding display of light and a tempestuous shockwave.

This was far more than a mere exchange of strikes; it was a grueling contest of raw physical supremacy.

Lin Dong’s fist felt burdened with the crushing weight of mountains, whereas Xue Chen’s riposte surged forward with the unstoppable momentum of a torrential river.

Following the impact, Lin Dong stumbled back ten full paces, and with every step, the void shivered beneath him.

Though his face had drained of color, his eyes blazed with an even fiercer sense of purpose.

In contrast, Xue Chen stepped back only six times, maintaining a steady posture that suggested he remained largely unaffected by the blow.

"Impressive. Truly, I never anticipated that the physical strength of a mere Heavenly Realm Second Layer Heaven could reach such heights. You are nearing the physical output of my Four-star Blood Emperor status." Xue Chen remarked, his voice a deep, gravelly rasp that hid no trace of his surprise.

He understood intimately that as a scion of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan, his physique was naturally superior, and his cultivation stood two layers above Lin Dong’s. Yet, in this brutal test of power, he had failed to truly dominate his adversary.

Lin Dong drew a sharp breath, his chest rising and falling as he deeply appreciated the sheer resilience of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan.

Within the same cultivation realm, they were undeniably tougher than any human practitioner.

He realized that the Reverse Scale Transformation of the Dragon Blood Holy Body alone would not be enough to contend with such a foe.

Straightening his head, he locked his gaze onto Xue Chen, declaring with firm, resonant authority: "What does it matter if you are a Four-star Blood Emperor? Today, I, Lin Dong, shall challenge the prestige of your Four-star Blood Emperor with this Heavenly Realm Second Layer Heaven body!"

Hearing this, Xue Chen’s lips curled into a mirthless smirk. While he respected the young man's valor, he was determined to devour Lin Dong nonetheless.

Slowly elevating his hand, he gathered a trace of blood-red light at his fingertips—the signature power of his clan—preparing to unleash a far more devastating onslaught.

"Very well, Lin Dong. You have proven yourself worthy of my serious attention. Allow me to demonstrate the true terror of a Four-star Blood Emperor!" As Xue Chen spoke, the entire Blood Prison Array shuddered.

The atmosphere inside the formation grew suffocatingly dense, as if space itself threatened to cave in.

Having moved past his initial astonishment, Xue Chen finally began to exhibit his full might.

He let out a low, guttural roar as his internal blood-energy boiled over, sounding as if a legion of wailing spirits had been unleashed.

With a sudden, violent thrust of his palms, an indescribable force coalesced within him, transmogrifying into a massive blood-colored dragon. It surged toward Lin Dong, radiating an oppressive killing intent.

That crimson dragon, with scales sharp as tempered blades and a predatory glare, looked like an abomination crawled forth from the abyss, ready to consume all that stood in its path.

Facing the onslaught without flinching, Lin Dong stood firm, showing no inclination to retreat.

Drawing upon the base of his Dragon Blood Holy Body, he pushed his cultivation into a Limitless Transformation, forcing his physical strength to soar into a new order of magnitude.

The gold scales beneath his skin intensified their shimmer until he appeared to be the incarnation of a true dragon.

"Boom!" Lin Dong fired a counter-punch, focusing his every ounce of will and power into a golden dragon construct that slammed into Xue Chen’s blood-colored beast in mid-air.

The two manifestations clashed, creating a deafening roar that felt capable of rending the world asunder.

Golden brilliance and blood-red vapors intertwined in a heart-stopping display of combat.

The duel of dragons ended in an unexpected stalemate, perfectly matched. The golden dragon and its crimson counterpart spiraled and wrestled in the air, each collision rocking the very core of those who watched.

Xue Chen was left profoundly shocked, having never imagined that Lin Dong’s physical prowess could hold steady against his strongest assault.

"Was that not your peak state a moment ago? This is terrifying—to possess such monstrous physical power while clearly only holding the strength of a Heavenly Realm Second Layer Heaven!" Xue Chen’s voice dripped with disbelief.

Yet, following the shock, a more ravenous greed stirred within him.

He licked his lips, already savoring the prospect of the strength he would gain once he devoured Lin Dong.

"However, the more formidable your body, the greater the harvest I shall reap once I consume you." Xue Chen stated, his tone icy and devoid of mercy.

Facing such blatant avarice, Lin Dong offered a subtle smile, a mocking edge to his voice: "Judging me as prey? Be careful lest you end up as my quarry instead!"

Deep down, Lin Dong mused to himself, "I wonder what repercussions might follow if I were to devour the essence of a Four-star Blood Emperor?"

The thought took root in his mind like a persistent seed.

Though his Devouring Technique had absorbed the essence and spirit of countless demon beasts as well as human warriors, he had never once sampled the blood of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan.

In the world of cultivation, the Blood Clan traditionally served as the hunter, draining human Qi and blood to cultivate their own might.

Lin Dong desired to reverse this hierarchy, aiming to consume the energy of a Four-star Blood Emperor—a move of reckless ambition.

Should he succeed, he could only speculate on what transformative power might be unlocked.

However, now was certainly not the hour for reflection.

Taking a grounding breath, Lin Dong engaged his most potent physical form, hurtling once more toward the Four-star Blood Emperor.

This time, he held nothing back; every strike carried the full weight of his will, each hit threatening to dismantle the world around them.

Their physical duel was a flurry of solid hits, each impact ringing with the echoes of shifting shadows. Fist winds morphed into dragons that warred across the heavens.

The figures of Lin Dong and Xue Chen darted through the void like celestial bodies dancing in a chaotic, dizzying orbit.

Their fist energy manifested into countless dragon shadows that tangled and collided, generating thunderous booms that shook the foundation of the Blood Prison Array.

Blood energy surged as the two men fought like primeval dragons engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

Every exchange, every collision, caused the very air to groan as if nature itself trembled at their power.