Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2971 - 2970: Feigning Weakness—And You Actually Fell for It?

In that burial ground, the confrontation between Lin Dong and the Earth Corpse had entered a fever pitch.

Lin Dong was surrounded by the golden light of the Wuji Defense Temple, a light as solid as a fortress, dissolving every poisonous technique of the Earth Corpse.

Whether it was "Bone-Eroding Poison Smoke" or Bone-Eroding Flower Dew Rain, neither could penetrate this sacred barrier.

The Earth Corpse’s face grew darker, knowing full well that if he could not break through the Wuji Defense Temple, he would be utterly defeated.

So, he slowly took out an ancient wooden box from his clothes’ pocket, adorned with intricate carvings that exuded a sense of age and mystery.

"You’ve forced me, Lin Dong! Dying by my poisonous hand is your honor." The Earth Corpse’s voice was low yet filled with menace.

He gently opened the wooden box, revealing a crystal-clear bead inside, its surface flowing with a faint blue light that seemed to contain endless chill and the aura of death.

This was the Earth Corpse’s trump card—the "Netherworld Cold Poison Pearl."

That "Netherworld Cold Poison Pearl" was refined with thousand-year-old Cold Ice and Ten Thousand Poison Essence, with the poisonous blood from the Extraterritorial Blood Clan added. Once released, its intense freezing poison could freeze the soul of any creature, even those with profound cultivation levels could hardly resist its erosion.

The Earth Corpse held the bead tightly with both hands, chanting spells with his mouth. As the chants deepened, the blue light on the bead became more dazzling, and the surrounding air seemed solidified by the chill.

Suddenly, the Earth Corpse hurled the bead into the air, where it exploded, transforming into numerous tiny ice crystals, each carrying lethal freezing poison.

These ice crystals fell like raindrops, miraculously penetrating the golden barrier of the Wuji Defense Temple’s light, transforming into streams of blue, quietly invading Lin Dong’s body.

Lin Dong’s body trembled slightly, his face turning pale instantly, but he did not show too much panic, instead deliberately relaxing his defense, allowing the freezing poison to penetrate further.

Seeing this, the Earth Corpse thought his "Netherworld Cold Poison Pearl" was finally effective, revealing a proud smile.

"Hahaha, Lin Dong, you ultimately fell by my hand. How is the taste of the ’Netherworld Cold Poison Pearl’?"

He laughed, with a hint of madness and contentment in his laughter.

However, a glint of cunning flashed in Lin Dong’s eyes.

He was pretending to be weak deliberately, in actuality, to lure the Earth Corpse into revealing a weakness.

Or let the Earth Corpse become a ’guinea pig.’

"Cough cough..." Lin Dong coughed, blood trickling from his mouth, seemingly poisoned.

Yet, he displayed a demeanor ready to perish together, "If you think I’ve been poisoned, and you can do whatever to me, then go ahead."

"I guarantee you’ll regret it!"

"Haha..." Seeing this, the Earth Corpse let out a cold laugh again, "Looks like you surely are a spent arrow."

"I know you still have your final trump card, Sword Two. But I won’t give you the chance to fight desperately."

"You have been poisoned, as time goes by, you will only grow weaker."

"I shall first seize the ice coffin and its treasures inside before dealing with you."

Saying this, he temporarily ignored Lin Dong, turning his focus to the ice coffin suspended atop the towering tree.

Then, he flew towards it.

Dracula anxiously said, "Brother Lin, he’s moving to seize the ice coffin."

Lin Dong showed a ’helpless’ expression, saying, "There’s nothing I can do, I’m poisoned and can’t stop him. Brother Dracula, if you have the ability, you can try to block him."

Previously, Lin Dong used his own body to shield them from the final poison.

Allowing Dracula and Ye Linglong to avoid being poisoned, they can still use Inner Qi.

However, Dracula could only use a fraction of his power, unable to stop that Earth Corpse obviously.

As for Ye Linglong, even if she exerted full strength, she couldn’t possibly block him. She was just an Earth Realm martial artist, how could she stop the Earth Corpse?

Besides, she was more concerned about Lin Dong’s safety now.

"Lin Dong, how are you?" She hadn’t expected Lin Dong would also get poisoned.

Lin Dong whispered to her, "I’m okay, don’t worry. I am feigning weakness intentionally. The ice coffin seems peculiar, let the Earth Corpse open it. Let him be the guinea pig... we feign weakness and observe quietly."

Upon hearing Lin Dong’s whisper, Ye Linglong finally relaxed, thinking, "I knew Lin Dong wouldn’t be defeated so easily."

Lin Dong had not whispered to Dracula about feigning weakness yet.

Elsewhere.

Clad in battle armor, the imposing figure of the Earth Corpse charged at an abnormal speed toward the ice coffin suspended atop the towering tree.

The ice coffin was crystal clear, seemingly sealing some untold secret, emitting a faint blue light that contrasted sharply with the icy atmosphere around.

The Earth Corpse’s steps were heavy yet determined, each stride seemed to tremble the ancient burial ground, his eyes shimmering with longing for unknown power.

Just as he reached out his bony fingers to touch the icy edge of the coffin, preparing to reveal the seal that had slept for a millennium, a sudden change shattered the moment’s serenity.

The ancient tree, impossible to estimate its age, suddenly radiated an eerie blood-red glow.

This glow was especially dazzling in the dim burial ground, like hellfire carrying an irresistible pressure.

The tree’s leaves gently swayed, as if speaking an ancient, mysterious language of taboo.

"It’s a curse, a Bloodthirst Curse." The Earth Corpse saw this, his expression changed drastically, unable to refrain from speaking.

Evidently, he recognized the Bloodthirst Curse.

This towering tree, as the burial ground’s guardian, would give the harshest punishment to any intruder daring to violate its domain.

And this time, it chose one of the most terrifying and ancient curses—the Bloodthirst Curse.

As the tree’s light grew increasingly fierce, a sinister smell of blood filled the air, as if countless vengeful spirits were awakened at this moment, jointly weaving a web of death.

The Earth Corpse’s body shuddered violently, he felt an unprecedented chill spread from deep within his bone marrow, followed by an indescribable desire burning fiercely in his heart, a longing for blood, a devouring of life.

The Bloodthirst Curse was like an invisible chain, tightly wrapping around the Earth Corpse’s will, making his eyes gradually redden, his reason teetering on the brink of frenzy.

He realized he was being controlled by an ancient, formidable power, yet the desire within him was like a raging beast, rendering him powerless to resist, left to be consumed by darkness.

In this instant, the Earth Corpse was no longer the calm, resolute warrior, but a monster driven by the curse, craving blood.

Seeing this, Dracula felt a cold sweat, terrified, "That towering tree holding the ice coffin can actually release the Bloodthirst Curse, anyone close to it would suffer from its punishment... luckily we did not approach, otherwise, those afflicted by the Bloodthirst Curse would’ve been us."

"Being affected by the Bloodthirst Curse, even beings like us in the first tier just below the Secondary Ancestor, would surely perish."

The Bloodthirst Curse was terrifying indeed, a frightful archaic and mysterious curse.

Even Secondary Ancestors might not withstand it...

And the Earth Corpse, once cursed, roared, as if his blood was burning within.