Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2804 - 2803: Rage Surges Like Taotian!

Just as Lin Dong and War God Hei Long were consumed by fury and grief, a subtle spark of vitality, resembling a faint light piercing the pitch-black night, silently drew their gaze.

Curled up in the messy corner of Sister Ah-Sheng’s bedroom lay a bound figure, secured with heavy ropes—it was Sister Ah-Sheng’s husband.

Every inch of his skin was ravaged, marked by intersecting wounds soaked in blood, his breathing so faint it was barely detectable, as though he could vanish with the slightest breeze.

Lin Dong’s chest clenched at once, understanding this man held the vital clue to uncovering the full extent of this horror and directing their quest for vengeance.

He hurried over promptly, with War God Hei Long remaining alert nearby, watchful for any potential threats.

Lin Dong’s fingers glided delicately yet efficiently across the man’s form, assessing the extent of his injuries.

Yet, graver than the bodily harm were the man’s eyes, brimming with lifeless desolation, a profound spiritual surrender, as though all will to exist had utterly vanished.

Within this realm exist individuals toughest to rescue, even for the greatest divine physicians—they prove nearly impossible to heal.

Such souls harbor no aspiration for existence, those who crave oblivion.

Utterly forsaken by life, they reject survival itself; how then could any healer restore them?

"The drive to endure fuels the cure for every affliction." Lin Dong murmured inwardly, aware that for such a wounded spirit, mere healing techniques fell short—crucially, he needed to rekindle the vital force within.

Swiftly, he retrieved his silver needles, expertly targeting vital acupoints on the man’s frame; each insertion acted as a summons to rouse the slumbering vitality.

At the same time, Lin Dong addressed him, tone soft but resolute: "Will you simply surrender like this?"

"Do you not yearn to avenge your wife? Don’t you wish to witness justice befall those who wronged her? Deep inside, isn’t there a spark of fury eager to blaze, banishing this shadow?"

With Lin Dong’s urging, the man’s vacant gaze began sharpening; tremors overtook him, signaling profound emotional stirring.

Lin Dong’s speech served as a master key, gradually unlocking the sealed chambers of his soul, permitting a ray of illumination to seep in.

"Those monsters—don’t you desire to see their flesh sliced away bit by bit before your very eyes?"

Lin Dong’s tone deepened with intensity, every syllable hammering like an anvil blow against the man’s core, igniting buried wrath and defiance.

Violent shudders wracked the man’s frame, as inner turmoil raged—a fierce clash between survival instinct and utter hopelessness.

Observing this shift, Lin Dong accelerated his precise maneuvers, silver needles whirling like agile spirits of revival at his command, channeling the resurgence of the man’s life force.

At last, through Lin Dong’s persistent endeavors, the man’s lids fluttered before parting gradually.

Though pain and exhaustion lingered in those eyes, utter hopelessness had fled, supplanted by flickers of resolve and vengeful purpose.

Lin Dong recognized his triumph.

For a healer of his caliber, bodily injuries paled beside the soul’s profound despondency, the true challenge.

Thus, he had reignited Sister Ah-Sheng’s husband’s survival instinct, kindling the initial beacon along their retribution trail.

In that instant, he forced his eyes open with effort, yet they reflected only hollow bewilderment and disorientation, like one emerging from a bottomless void, unaccustomed to the world’s glare.

Noticing this, Lin Dong placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, declaring with unwavering conviction:

"You’re awake now—tell us it all. We’ll aid the tribe in seeking justice, ensure those who tormented you face retribution."

Yet, his response stunned Lin Dong and War God Hei Long alike.

Instead of gratitude, he erupted in agitation, eyes blazing with enmity toward Lin Dong and War God Hei Long.

This abrupt shift left them exchanging puzzled looks.

They remembered how the tribe had always welcomed them warmly, extending courtesy to both themselves and War God Hei Long. What had altered?

A realization struck Lin Dong: "Maybe the culprits who devastated the tribe were outsiders like us, and now he distrusts all strangers!"

He attempted to calm the man, but fear and rage gripped him fiercely, trapping him in their vise.

Lin Dong drew a steadying breath, opting to shatter the impasse head-on.

With a signaling gesture, his voice rang out clear and earnest:

"Listen, we are not your enemies. Tell us the truth, let us avenge your tribe together! Those cruel murderers, we must make them pay their blood debts!"

Faced with Lin Dong’s unwavering persistence and genuine sincerity, the man’s turbulent emotions slowly calmed down.

Maybe right then, he came to understand that Lin Dong and War God Hei Long stood apart from the savage killers who wiped out their tribe—they weren’t the ones who defiled his wife and took her life.

With that, he started recounting the horrific events of the past, his hands moving as he spoke.

As it happened, after Lin Dong and War God Hei Long had departed, a tribe member ventured out for a hunt and stumbled upon an outsider who resembled Lin Dong and his companion.

Fresh from their positive encounter with Lin Dong and War God Hei Long, the tribe welcomed this stranger with open arms and warmth, ushering him into their midst and offering the tastiest meals and strongest brews.

Yet, once he had savored the tribe’s generous welcome, the outsider’s true avarice surfaced.

Spotting the sacred tree and miraculous herbs within the tribe, a fierce greed lit up his gaze.

Soon after, he unleashed a frenzy of killing, drowning the whole tribe in rivers of blood.

That wasn’t all—he also harbored wicked desires for the tribe’s women, ravaging the lovely ones among them.

As one of the tribe’s most stunning beauties and a newlywed, Sister Ah-Sheng drew this outsider’s twisted "interest."

He savagely murdered Sister Ah-Sheng and viciously pummeled her husband, tying him nearby to watch as he brutally assaulted and killed her right before his eyes.

Upon hearing this tale, a volcanic fury exploded inside Lin Dong and War God Hei Long, ready to burst forth.

Rage and murderous intent blazed in their eyes, driven by a single burning thought:

"Beast! Which beast dares to commit such an inhumane deed!"

They understood full well that this outsider had to be another contestant just like them, and such depraved atrocities were utterly unforgivable, stirring a hatred so intense they yearned to tear him apart into a thousand fragments on the spot.