Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2739: 2738: The Tide Turns

Deep within the suffocating and grim confines of the Blood Prison Array, Xue Chen’s expression shifted rapidly, a flicker of genuine remorse crossing his features. He never imagined that his momentary pride or faulty assessment would allow Macaron, a man who should have remained a threat outside, to penetrate the very heart of the Blood Prison Array.

The thrill of acting like a pompous fool moments ago now weighed heavily on him with equal intensity! Simultaneously, Xue Chen was forced to admit that he had, yet again, underestimated Lin Dong. This young man possessed a persistent knack for revealing startling strength and cunning during life-or-death moments, as if every obstacle only refined his spirit. And now, with Macaron joining the fray, their combined forces represented an unprecedented danger to his safety.

Across the expanse, Macaron and Lin Dong exchanged a silent glance, a shared understanding flashing between them. Macaron’s lips twisted into a frigid sneer, serving as both a vow of victory and a stinging riposte to Xue Chen’s previous arrogance: “This so-called Four-star Blood Emperor hardly seems invincible. Your claim that you could handle us both was clearly nothing but hot air. It is time for us to launch our counterattack.”

Lin Dong nodded slightly, his gaze radiating a calm, steady intensity. He understood that against a monster like Xue Chen, any hesitation would be equivalent to digging his own grave. Consequently, he spoke to Macaron with firm resolve: “You are right; the time for hiding our strength is over. Reveal your true trump cards, Macaron. I will unleash every ounce of my power as well. Even if we fail to fell him in one blow, we will grind his defenses down until he is dragged into the depths of death.”

Macaron nodded firmly, his body coiled tight and ready for the impending clash. He inhaled deeply, drawing upon a surge of raw, untapped potential—a hidden technique he had saved specifically for this turning point. With his signal, their combat spirits erupted to the peak, manifesting like chaotic, clashing tides within the Blood Prison Array.

Within moments, they launched their ultimate techniques in perfect synchronization. Around Macaron, waves of unnatural energy rippled outward—a dark mystery forged from the synthesis of multiple bloodline inheritances. Simultaneously, Lin Dong wove intricate hand seals, enveloped in a radiant aura as he pushed his Dragon Blood Holy Body to its absolute limits. Abruptly, the dynamic of the battle flipped completely.

Observing this, Xue Chen’s composure wavered.

Amidst the swirling, oppressive air of the Blood Prison Array, Macaron’s eyes were as cold as the void. He grasped that Lin Dong was correct; to challenge a blood clan master like Xue Chen, there was no room for restraint.

“Heavenly Phenomena: Dark Sword!”

As the low, archaic chant resonated, he invoked the ancestral legacy of the Dark Family. The dormant energy within his veins awoke, vibrating in harmony with the Law of Heaven and Earth. A colossus, formed from Heaven and Earth Essence, manifested more magnificently than ever under the scarlet light of the array. It raised a massive limb, compressing infinite shadows between its digits until they coalesced into a kilometer-long Dark Sword. The blade shimmered with an all-consuming darkness capable of slicing through the very fabric of reality, descending upon Xue Chen with world-shattering momentum.

Simultaneously, Lin Dong stood firm, cloaked in faint dragon breath, his Dragon Blood Holy Body shining radiantly. His eyes burned with defiance as his dragon blood surged, his physical vessel pushed to peak performance by the combined forces of Limitless Transformation and Reverse Scale Transformation. He clenched his fists, molding his internal Infinite Force into an invisible, razor-sharp Sword of Wuji. Though intangible, this blade carried the fundamental truth of the cosmos; as he swung, the sword-light surged like an ascending dragon, cutting through the void to strike Xue Chen from the flank, perfectly complementing the Dark Sword.

Caught between these two supreme attacks, Xue Chen remained unruffled. A mocking smile graced his face as, amidst the flickering crimson light, an ancient and overwhelming power welled up from deep within his tissues. It was his signature defensive secret method, a technique capable of weathering any storm the world could throw his way.

Facing the onslaught of Macaron’s Dark Sword and Lin Dong’s Sword of Wuji, Xue Chen’s voice boomed through the Blood Prison Array, dripping with disdain: “Do you truly believe a mere display of your strongest strikes will make me yield? Understand this: attack and defense are not the only measures of victory. Today, I shall impart a lesson on what it means to command an unbeatable territory!”

The air grew icy as the final word left his lips; Xue Chen knew the true slaughter was лишь just beginning.

Ignoring the incoming ruinous force of the Dark Sword and the cosmic truth held within the Sword of Wuji, Xue Chen refused to retreat. He inhaled deeply, his bloodline erupting, unlocking a mysterious and ancient power.

“Bloodline Guardian—Blood Realm Sky Curtain!”

Xue Chen commanded, his voice heavy with unchallenged authority. This was a forbidden blood technique salvaged from the lost archives of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan, a defensive art nearly cast into oblivion. Legend held that it could repel everything, sealing the enemy outside a realm of absolute shadow, as impenetrable as a midnight sky.

As his decree echoed, blood-red radiance flared around him, solidifying into an intangible screen. This sky curtain, woven from pure, concentrated blood energy and inscribed with complex, ancient runes, pulsed with a dark yet brilliant light. It functioned as a world apart, encasing Xue Chen entirely; any external force coming into contact with this shroud would be instantly dissolved, rendered into nothingness by his bloodline authority.

Macaron’s Dark Sword, carrying enough power to tear through space, collided violently with the Blood Realm Sky Curtain. The entire Blood Prison Array shuddered as darkness and scarlet light grappled, the energy shockwaves ravaging every corner of the void. Yet, the seemingly delicate sky curtain held its ground like an immovable monument, swallowing the biting edge of the Dark Sword and leaving behind only ripples in the air as evidence of the monumental impact.

Lin Dong’s Sword of Wuji trailed right behind, the sword-light darting like a dragon, vibrating with an understanding of universal laws as it stabbed toward the barrier. Even so, the tip of his weapon could not pierce the eerie red shield. Upon contact, the strike was seemingly drawn into an unseen whirlpool, the sword-light gradually unraveling and fading into non-existence.

The collision of these twin attacks against the Blood Realm Sky Curtain generated a terrifying discharge of force that threatened to rip the very dimension apart, yet through Xue Chen’s manipulation, the space retained a fragile balance. Within the shimmering barrier, Xue Chen stood alone and aloof, triumph burning in his eyes, silently declaring that a true master does not merely destroy; he must also possess the absolute defense to endure all things. A masterful balance of offense and defense—this was the hallmark of an apex predator.