Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2771 - 2770: Number One on the Five Elements Stele, White-clothed Blood Monk!

Lin Dong raised his head and spotted the six Demon Emperors, their gazes gleaming with savage bloodlust, plainly seeing him as nothing more than prey.

"Human, how dare you take the initiative to provoke us? Detecting our aura, you didn't flee at all. You're the first among all humans we've met!" The Moonlit Grey Wolf's voice boomed deeply and regally, reverberating through the woods.

Surprise and scorn filled its eyes, as if baffled by such reckless audacity.

In the face of the Demon Emperors' menace, Lin Dong only offered a faint smile, his gaze steady with poise and assurance.

Without replying right away, he abruptly turned toward another spot, his voice laced with mischief: "Friend, how much longer will you stay hidden? Or is this the mantis stalking the cicada, oblivious to the oriole lurking behind?"

His words barely finished when clear laughter rang out from the distance, like a tolling bell at dawn or dusk, refreshing all who heard it.

"Amitabha, Benefactor jests. This poor monk would never stoop to such tactics. Mere curiosity about Benefactor Lin Dong kept me watching from the shadows a bit longer."

With those words, a monk clad in a blood-red kasaya stepped through the empty air, drawing near at an unhurried pace.

Though his steps appeared leisurely, each one spanned dozens of miles, as if the very void bent to his will without resistance.

Hundreds of kilometers vanished in mere moments under his feet. Serenity marked the monk's features, his wise eyes inspiring an instinctive reverence in onlookers.

Lin Dong observed this unexpected monk, musing inwardly, sensing the man's power at the Fourth Heaven level.

Yet an enigmatic aura cloaked him, leaving even Lin Dong struggling to pierce the veil.

"No ordinary figure," Lin Dong reflected silently.

The six Demon Emperors encircling Lin Dong shot wary looks his way, stunned that they hadn't detected his presence earlier.

Moreover, another human powerhouse entering the fray spelled trouble for their side.

Lin Dong's attention now fixed on this enigmatic blood-robed monk.

His earlier remark proved he knew Lin Dong, even addressing him by name.

Studying the man, Lin Dong furrowed his brow faintly, a peculiar familiarity stirring within, though they had never crossed paths before.

"You know me, yet I don't know you. Might I ask who this master is?"

Lin Dong's question carried caution alongside keen interest in the enigmatic monk.

The blood-kasaya monk pressed his palms together gently, wisdom and compassion gleaming in his eyes as he intoned "Amitabha" softly, then disclosed his name.

"I am the White-clothed Blood Monk, known on the Extraterrestrial Battlefield as the Kill God of the Extraterrestrial."

Lin Dong's heart jolted at this revelation; now he recognized the mysterious monk's identity.

This was the "White-clothed Blood Monk," topping the Five Elements Stele—a legendary icon who forged endless legends on the Extraterrestrial Battlefield, idolized by myriad martial artists.

"So you're the top master on the Five Elements Stele. I've admired you for ages." Lin Dong grinned, his words tinged with genuine respect and politeness.

A smile crossed the White-clothed Blood Monk's face at these words, his tone gentle as a warming breeze, commanding yet kind.

"Haha, young friend Lin Dong, this poor monk has heard your fame for a long time too. That's why I ended my seclusion specially to behold your prowess, young friend Lin Dong."

"The mythical figure of ten thousand years—this poor monk eagerly desires to witness it."

As he mentioned 'witnessing,' a surging battle lust erupted from him, his eyes blazing with combat fervor and lethal intent.

As though poised to clash with Lin Dong instantly and settle superiority!

Lin Dong grew wary upon hearing this.

He understood the White-clothed Blood Monk's depths were immeasurable; should he ally with the six Great Demon Emperors now, defeat seemed inevitable.

But the White-clothed Blood Monk perceived Lin Dong's concerns, chuckling lightly with playful assurance in his voice.

"Young friend Lin Dong, do you fear I'll join these vile beasts against you? That would mean young friend Lin Dong underestimates this poor monk."

Arrogance and contempt laced the White-clothed Blood Monk's declaration, making plain his refusal to stoop to beasts' level.

"Though this poor monk yearns to exchange blows with a genius like young friend Lin Dong, the mythical figure of ten thousand years, I won't scheme with demon beasts."

Righteousness and determination filled the White-clothed Blood Monk's statement, shattering the doubts clouding Lin Dong's mind like thunder.

Lin Dong let out a quiet breath of relief at last.

"Young friend Lin Dong, shall we team up now to slay these demon beasts? We'll compete to see who fells more. Thus, this poor monk can gauge young friend Lin Dong's true mettle!"

Battle zeal and daring infused the White-clothed Blood Monk's proposal, flames of war seeming to blaze around him; undaunted by Lin Dong's legendary status, he craved the rivalry.

His battle intent now peaked, his stare like twin blades locked on Lin Dong, awaiting a reply.

Under this mighty monk's intense regard, Lin Dong felt a surging battle will of his own.

"Since the master proposes it, today we'll compete in demon-slaying!" With that, boundless battle intent surged from him too.

The White-clothed Blood Monk nearby curved his lips faintly, clearly thrilled by the challenge.

Their agreement poured fuel on the flames, setting ablaze the demon-shrouded battlefield in an instant.

The six Demon Emperors, regional tyrants and Demon Emperor clan elites, seethed with rage like crashing waves at the duo's exchange.

Never had they dreamed two mere humans would dismiss them so utterly, reducing overlords to mere game pieces.

What hubris, what outrage!

"Courting death! A Fourth Heavenly Realm warrior and a Second Heavenly Realm one dare act so brazenly. I'll butcher you, the Second Heavenly human, first!" The Three-star Demon Emperor 'Gale Jade Wolf' bellowed, its roar dripping with scorn and murder toward Lin Dong.

Its form blurred into verdant lightning, terrifyingly swift, shadow erased by gales, vanishing utterly.

Lin Dong remained eerily composed against this abrupt assault.

He knew facing a Demon Emperor foe, any panic spelled doom.

As the Gale Jade Wolf materialized behind him, claws poised to rend his chest, Lin Dong's body melded into the earth, vanishing tracelessly.

"What's happening?" Shock gripped the Gale Jade Wolf, baffled how a human evaded its senses so swiftly.

Then the mightiest Four-Star Demon Emperor, 'Moonlit Grey Wolf,' bellowed: "Watch out—below!"

But the alert came too late.

Lin Dong erupted from the soil like a specter, gripping a longsword whose edge shone icily, aimed at the Gale Jade Wolf's fatal spot.

"Sword one!" With Lin Dong's murmur, the blade whistled through the air on a ferocious gust, striking straight for the Gale Jade Wolf's skull.

This strike flashed like thunder, precise as heaven's bolt—even the Gale Jade Wolf's speed couldn't evade it.

A sharp "snick" echoed as the sword impaled the beast's throat, gore spraying; the mighty Demon Emperor's vitality ebbed, colossal frame toppling heavily.

One sword stroke, and Lin Dong slew the Three-star Demon Emperor Gale Jade Wolf!

The surviving five Demon Emperors stared in utter horror at the sight.