Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2781 - 2780: The Prestige of Ye Linglong

The defenses of the Four Major Battle Zones appear utterly defenseless before the Three Thousand Sword Formation.

With the array's final shimmer vanishing completely, three thousand flying swords get pulled by an unseen force, morphing into radiant streaks that blaze across the sky, surging with immense force directly at the Four Major Battle Zones' center.

Every sword carries Sword Qi potent enough to shatter mountains and split rivers, forming a deadly net in the heavens. Anything in its path, be it defensive arrays or Strong Protective Qi, gets ripped apart into nothingness without mercy.

On this chaotic field where sword shadows clash and blood sprays wildly, fighters from the Four Major Battle Zones experience utter hopelessness and helplessness like never before.

The advanced tech armor from Yingjiang Country crumbles like thin paper against this ferocious Sword Qi.

Warriors fling off their helmets and armor in panic, some desperately scrambling for any chance of survival, while others stare blankly, already accepting their doom.

Within mere minutes, the three thousand Sword Qi have claimed thousands of lives!

"Stop killing, stop killing, I surrender!" A soldier's cry ripples out like a stone dropped in still water, sparking waves of echoes.

This plea rapidly echoes across the battlefield, as increasing numbers of warriors drop their weapons and lift their hands to declare the same.

Yet this sight enrages the commanders of the Four Major Country Battle Zones.

They glare with fury, particularly the Yingjiang Country Battle Zone leader, whose voice cracks into a shrill bark from rage:

"What are you saying? This is the battle of glory for our country, how can you surrender lightly? Anyone who dares to speak of surrender will be killed without mercy!"

His bellow thunders over the battlefield, aiming to crush the surrender wave through ruthless authority.

But in a twist of irony, his warnings don't halt the cries—instead, they fuel even fiercer defiance.

Or perhaps, it's the final desperate outburst.

Suddenly, a piercing radiance erupts from the Three Thousand Sword Formation. Ye Linglong, the formidable Main Array Person, at last makes her move.

Her eyes show no trace of doubt or pity, filled solely with the drive for triumph.

With a sharp cry, she channels her full power and slashes her sword.

"Swish!"

This blade strike seems to pierce through time and space itself, unleashing unstoppable might straight at the Yingjiang Country Battle Zone leader.

The leader responds swiftly, raising a shield to block, yet against Ye Linglong’s all-out attack, every barrier shatters like glass.

As Sword Light blazes, the leader's body cleaves in half, blood spurting forth and dyeing a section of the battlefield crimson.

This strike doesn't just fell the Yingjiang Country Battle Zone leader—it also shatters the final hopes and doubts lingering in countless warriors' hearts.

All those who had resisted surrender now throw up their hands in submission.

"I surrender, don’t kill me!"

"In a team competition, if you surrender, you can’t be killed."

"..."

The leaders of the other three country battle zones truly possess resolve.

"Presumptuous! You bastards, surrendering might save your life. However, still, we will be last and have a blemish! How dare you?" The Yujia Country leader bellows.

The Xiong Country leader roars furiously too: "Xiong Country warriors, whoever dares to surrender, I’ll kill the first one!"

With that, he lunges forward, chopping off the heads of several who were yelling for surrender.

After these executions, the chaos eases considerably.

Most no longer dare utter the word 'surrender'.

Right then, Ye Linglong presses the Big Array onward, "Kill!!"

Ye Linglong perches on the mountain peak's high vantage, encircled by the Sword Array of three thousand flying swords.

Every one of the three thousand swords now bends to her will as the main array person.

Each blade gleams with icy chill, as though it could freeze the very atmosphere.

Her gaze remains icy and determined. With a mere thought, the Sword Array starts spinning gradually, unleashing a terrifying Killing Intent that surges outward like a tempest.

Her next marks: the leaders of Xiong Country Battle Zone, Ancient Europe War Zone, and Yujia Country Battle Zone.

She knows well to strike the enemy's head to rout the thieves.

Meanwhile, across the field, the three leaders all sense a bone-deep chill at once.

It’s a dread rising from the soul's core, signaling doom's approach.

The Xiong Country Battle Zone leader, a massive figure in thick armor, knits his brows and scans intently, seeking hints in the air around.

The Ancient Europe War Zone leader, clad in ornate battle robes with a Long sword in hand, pales visibly, clearly sensing the looming threat.

Singh, Yujia Country Battle Zone leader, with his vast Mental Power, detects an unparalleled danger.

"This Killing Intent... is aimed at us!" The Ancient Europe War Zone leader snaps his eyes open, voice laced with a quiver. He glances at the others, eyes burning with resolve.

"Gentlemen, if we keep defending passively, we'll get picked off one by one. Why not strike first, unite our strengths—there might still be hope."

"Using attack as defense is the best way to defend!"

At these words, the Xiong Country Battle Zone leader nods, his voice booming like thunder:

"Good! All warriors, heed the order, prepare for battle! Those who want to survive, charge with me."

The Yujia Country Battle Zone leader slowly parts his eyes too, clasps his hands, and murmurs an ancient incantation softly.

Then he rises, eyes steadfast: "May the Yoga God bless us, let us find inner peace and strength in battle."

Thus, the three former defensive forces merge into a formidable assault at this instant.

They ditch their defensive positions, switching to an aggressive defense, and charge fiercely toward Ye Linglong.

Yet against this abrupt assault, Ye Linglong just sneers coldly, flicks her finger casually, and the Three Thousand Sword Formation erupts into a brilliant Milky Way, its apocalyptic power crashing ahead.

"Boom boom boom!" Massive blasts erupt in sequence, Sword Light mingling with war cries in frenzied chaos.

In this lopsided clash, the three leaders' defiance looks pathetically futile.

The Three Thousand Sword Formation, mastered by Ye Linglong, acts like the Reaper's blade, reaping souls without pity.

But in a fleeting instant, with three geysers of blood, the three leaders' skulls dangle prominently at the Sword Array's forefront—the battle's most horrifying sight.

Ye Linglong grips the three skulls, poised at the Sword Array's pinnacle, her eyes sweeping over the surviving warriors, her tone icy and authoritative:

"If you are willing to surrender, I can spare your life! Otherwise, this will be your fate!"

At that instant, the whole battlefield plunges into silence, broken only by the faint buzz of the Sword Array and the warriors' terrified gasps.

Ye Linglong’s prestige thus echoes across the land!