Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2737 - 2736: Let’s Take Him On Together!

"Heavenly Realm Martial Artists of the Fourth Heaven seem rather underwhelming, skulking about in shadows rather than showing their faces..."

Xue Chen spoke with deliberate provocation, attempting to disturb the stifling atmosphere of the deadlock.

His voice possessed a chilling, haughty edge that sliced through the dense layers of Blood Qi, reverberating across the domain.

A sudden, distinct shift rippled through the air.

Outside the confines of the Blood Prison Array, a figure detached itself from the gloom of a shadowy corner, manifesting as if stepping directly out of the void, draped in an aura of detached majesty.

Exquisite black robes clung to his frame, intricately woven with ancient, luminous runes that flickered in harmony with the faint aura flowing from his body.

His features were striking and sharp, while his profound gaze seemed to pierce through the delusions of the mortal realm. A thin, enigmatic smile hovered upon his lips, reflecting both utter disdain for his rival and an eagerness for the coming clash.

He moved with a tall, upright gait; every stride felt as heavy as a mountain peak, yet his motion remained as light as if he were one with the very breath of heaven and earth.

An invisible pressure emanated from him, sparking an instinctive sense of dread and awe even from a great distance away.

It was none other than Macaron, the man who occupied the second seat on the Five Elements Stele.

Though he had originally arrived to dispose of Lin Dong, he had not anticipated stumbling upon such a spectacle.

In response to Xue Chen’s taunt, Macaron spoke with a detached calm, his tone sharp as a winter blizzard as it cut through the Blood Qi to strike at the spirit: "You creatures of the Blood Clan have always been little more than vermin cowering in sewers, haven't you? So, a rat like you finally dares to crawl into the light? How amusing. You are practically begging for your own destruction."

Xue Chen’s expression contorted instantly with fury, his eyes flushing a crimson hue as if they might rupture at any moment.

The Blood Qi inside him churned like molten ore, unleashing a surge of raw, immense power that roared toward the heavens.

With a savage flick of his wrist, he forcibly ripped a one-way tear in the Blood Prison Array, casting a glaring light through the fissure, creating an opening that bridged two distinct realms.

This rift manifested squarely before Macaron, serving as an overt and aggressive invitation from Xue Chen.

Ice coated Xue Chen’s voice as he demanded: "If you are no mere rat, do you have the courage to step inside and face death?"

Silence descended instantly, a frozen stillness where only the heavy breaths of the combatants and the distant wailing of the wind remained audible.

Macaron’s eyes narrowed, his faint smirk growing increasingly cryptic.

He offered no immediate reply, instead beginning a deliberate, rhythmic pace toward the gap. Each step exuded supreme confidence and an undeniable dominance, as if victory were already within his grasp.

"I fear nothing!"

With those words, Macaron, second in rank on the Five Elements Stele, stepped into the Blood Prison Array.

Upon crossing the threshold, he made his way to Lin Dong and offered a slight, mocking nod. "Young friend, could you be the same Lin Dong who has recently caused such an uproar on the Five Elements Stele?"

Lin Dong cast a casual glance at him and dipped his head. "Indeed, I am Lin Dong."

"A pleasure, quite the pleasure," Macaron replied, clasping his hands in a respectful gesture.

"And who might you be?" Lin Dong inquired.

Macaron introduced himself with a flourish: "I am Macaron, holding the second rank on the Five Elements Stele."

"Ah? Macaron of the Five Elements Stele," Lin Dong repeated before chuckling. "I recall you are associated with the Dark Family. You must be well aware of the friction between that faction and myself, correct?"

"Haha..." Macaron let out a light laugh. "Young friend Lin Dong, I am intimately familiar with your history with our Dark Family."

"However, I distinguish myself from the rest of that clan; I operate based on logic and reason! I do not believe the discord between you and our Dark Family is a matter for which you should be held solely responsible."

"In truth, it is the Dark Family that has erred. Allow me to offer my apologies to you, young friend..."

"Is that so?" Lin Dong gazed directly at him, his Eye of Insight igniting with a strange, piercing glow.

"Are you two quite finished with your pleasantries?" Xue Chen interrupted, visibly irritated that Macaron would treat his presence with such cold disregard after infiltrating the Blood Prison Array.

Did this individual not consider him, the Four-star Blood Emperor of the Blood Clan, a threat worth noting?

"Come at me together, then! I shall make the time to finish you both and devour your souls in one go!" Xue Chen declared with haughty defiance, inviting them to strike simultaneously.

He held no respect for their combined strength whatsoever.

Listening to Xue Chen’s arrogant proclamation, Lin Dong and Macaron exchanged a brief look. Macaron then spoke: "Young friend Lin Dong, this Extraterritorial Blood Clan serves as a common adversary to all Human Martial Artists."

"Though matching two against one might seem lacking in honor, we need not adhere to such virtues when dealing with the Blood Clan. Shall we join our efforts to eradicate this Four-star Blood Emperor?"

Lin Dong certainly had no reason to refuse, as engaging this Four-star Blood Emperor in single combat would have been an grueling task.

With the aid of Macaron—an expert only a tier beneath the Secondary Ancestor level—he felt a newfound confidence that they could dismantle this threat together.

As for whether Macaron would eventually prove to be an enemy or an ally, Lin Dong kept those thoughts to himself.

Regardless of their alignment, that was an issue to resolve only after Xue Chen had been dealt with.

Inside the Blood Prison Array, a spectral wind howled and Blood Qi surged, shrouding the entire expanse in a suffocating, scarlet mist.

Lin Dong and Macaron stood side by side, their expressions shifting into masks of grim determination; at that instant, a silent, cooperative pact was forged.

Across from them, Xue Chen hovered mid-air in his blood-red robes, a playful grin stretched across his face.

Believing his power to be absolute, he viewed Lin Dong and Macaron as nothing more than insects waiting to be crushed.

"Do you truly believe that joining forces will save you within this Blood Prison Array? I possess the power to suppress you both easily!" Xue Chen’s voice reverberated through the crimson haze with undeniable authority.

Before the final word could fade, Xue Chen channeled his mana, seeming to coalesce with the very fabric of heaven and earth.

His martial manifestation began to stretch and warp, expanding rapidly until it dwarfed the surroundings like a towering mountain of blood within the array.

Following this, his hands blurred through a series of complex seals while he chanted archaic incantations, causing ripples of immense mana to emanate from his body, as if threatening to tear the sky asunder.

With a thunderous roar, he cried, "Blood Prohibition Technique—Blood Sea Mad Saber!"

Immediately, the Blood Prison Array responded to his command, with waves of Blood Qi churning like a turbulent ocean.

The pervasive fog solidified, concentrating into a vast, rolling sea of blood.

The crimson tides surged and crashed, emitting a foul, terrifying aura of malice.

A gargantuan, blood-red saber slowly emerged from the depths of the sea.

The blade was crimson from edge to hilt, pulsing with an eerie, living essence that radiated a bone-chilling, lethal bloodlust.

This was Xue Chen’s ultimate Blood Prohibition Technique—the Blood Sea Mad Saber.

His martial manifestation reached out with a colossal hand to seize the massive weapon.

A grotesque sneer twisted his features, as though he already envisioned Lin Dong and Macaron broken and groveling at his feet.

"Show them death!" As Xue Chen issued the command, the crimson blade streaked forward like a bolt of blood-red lightning, tearing through the air with overwhelming, devastating force toward the two men.

The entire Blood Prison Array shuddered violently, the sheer destructive potential of the Mad Saber enough to crush the spirit of any lesser warrior.

Lin Dong and Macaron exchanged a final glance, finding only resolute fearlessness reflected in the other’s eyes.

They understood that retreat was no longer an option; they had to pour every ounce of their strength into this final, life-or-death confrontation.