Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 3242 - 3241: The Lifting of the Blood-Red Firework

Facing the Blood Ancestor’s move ’Blood Demon Sky Slayer’, Lin Dong, although unafraid, felt helpless and despairing.

He had just used his strongest power ’Sword Three’, yet sustained some minor injuries.

Now, feeling somewhat weak, he still had to face the Blood Ancestor’s even more powerful ’Blood Demon Sky Slayer’. How could he possibly avoid this disaster?

His body seemed imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move, and he could only watch as the blood demon’s hand drew nearer, as if he had already seen the hideous face of Death beckoning him.

"Must I, Lin Dong, truly perish here today?" A thought flashed through Lin Dong’s mind.

However, just as the blood demon’s hand was about to grasp Lin Dong, at the critical moment, a towering figure suddenly appeared before him.

The figure stood like a giant mountain soaring into the clouds, firmly blocking Lin Dong, shielding him from the wind and rain, and defending against the lethal attack.

Lin Dong stared in astonishment at the scene before him, his heart filled with shock.

On closer look, he found it was Yun Che!

To save him, Yun Che resolutely transformed into the "Subcestor Dharma Form."

This "Subcestor Dharma Form" was incomparably tall, exuding a sacred and powerful light, as if it were the most solid shield in this world.

But unfortunately, the strength of the Blood Demon Sky Slayer was too immense, and the enormous hand of the blood demon mercilessly pierced through Yun Che’s Subcestor Dharma Form.

The Dharma Form, under the blood demon’s giant hand’s attack, appeared like fragile glass, instantly cracking in countless places and then shattering.

Yun Che’s true body also suffered severe injuries, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood that stained the clothes in front of him.

Despite his heavy injuries, there was no retreat or fear in Yun Che’s eyes.

With all his might, he pushed toward Lin Dong, shouting loudly, "Quick, escape through your space gate! You must survive, Lin... Dong!!!"

A tremendous force acted on Lin Dong, thrusting him towards the space gate Lin Dong had just consolidated.

Lin Dong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself choked by something, unable to utter a word.

His heart was a mix of emotions—gratitude towards Yun Che, dissatisfaction with the current situation, and helplessness and unwillingness over his own weakness.

"I... I’m still too weak." Lin Dong muttered, his face pale.

He didn’t wish to abandon Yun Che and escape alone, but at this moment, he was powerless to change anything.

Seeing this, the Blood Ancestor said deeply, "Want to escape? No way!"

"Others may escape today, but you, Lin Dong, will never get away!"

The Blood Ancestor let out a cold laugh, then gathered his strength to unleash a more powerful attack to pursue Lin Dong.

However, just as his blood qi gathered, about to unleash an even stronger treasure technique to execute Lin Dong, the Poison Emperor Tang Ying bellowed an ear-splitting roar:

"With my blood, I sacrifice to Xuanyuan, with my body, I trade for a lifeline for the ten thousand-year pose of Hua Xia!"

"Blood Ancestor, have you ever seen the lifting of a blood-colored firework?"

Tang Ying’s voice, like a great bell, reverberated across this land filled with slaughter and despair.

Her eyes revealed determination and fearlessness, as if she had already put life and death aside.

With no hesitation, she channeled all her strength, instantly unleashing a powerful and violent aura around her body.

Following this, Tang Ying shot towards the Blood Ancestor, her speed as fast as lightning, like a meteor slicing through the darkness.

As she closed within ten meters of the Blood Ancestor, she resolutely detonated her own Dantian.

"Boom!!!!"

A thunderous explosion, as if the world was collapsing.

At a junior patriarch level, Poison Emperor Tang Ying self-destructed within ten meters of the Blood Ancestor, with a powerful energy shockwave spreading madly in all directions from her center.

The surrounding space, under this formidable power, twisted out of shape, revealing deep and terrifying space rifts.

The Blood Ancestor clearly did not expect Tang Ying’s boldness, his once confident expression turning serious.

He hurriedly employed all sorts of defensive techniques, attempting to withstand this sudden self-destructive attack.

Yet Tang Ying’s self-destructive power was so overwhelming that the Blood Ancestor’s body was shaken repeatedly by the energy shockwave, even sustaining some minor wounds.

Tang Ying’s life, her eight hundred years of cultivation level, fully bloomed at this moment.

She used her life and cultivation as a splendid yet tragic blood-colored firework, securing a few precious seconds of life for Lin Dong.

Her self-destruction was like a beacon piercing the darkness, opening a path for Lin Dong to survive.

I use my blood to sacrifice to Xuanyuan!

I use my life to lift the fireseed!

Burn my soul, open the path of life a second, for Hua Xia, continue its fireseed. For the Human Clan, continue the legend!

With life lifting the myth of ten thousand years.

"Boom~~~~~"

Tang Ying’s self-destructive roar lingered long in this heaven and earth.

"Wuwu~~"

From the sky, a rain of blood began to fall, forged from her burning blood qi—a ’blood-colored firework’.

The ’blood-colored firework’ consumed eight hundred years of cultivation, burning a patriarch-level being’s countless days and nights of blood essence cultivation, transforming into this earth-shattering blow.

It was precisely due to the fearsome power generated by her self-destruction that the Blood Ancestor’s subsequent treasure technique deadly move against Lin Dong was hindered, allowing Lin Dong to reach the position of the space gate smoothly.

"Actually using self-destruction to stop me." The Blood Ancestor was evidently somewhat surprised, not expecting a Sub Ancestor level powerhouse to self-destruct to secure a chance of survival for others.

Moreover, this person didn’t seem to have a deep connection with that mythical ten-thousand-year human figure.

If the other party were Lin Dong’s relative, such as a mother or an elder sister, these close kin, the Blood Ancestor could understand.

"She has no blood relation to him, yet she resolutely self-destructs for him—human martial artists are always so united..." He recalled that hundreds of years ago, their Blood Clan almost wiped out the human martial arts world, but in the end, they lost due to their unity.

This race, especially the Dragon Country’s martial arts world, seemed unbeatable.

No matter how critical the situation, in moments of national survival, they always manage to unleash a force capable of reversing heaven and earth.

They fear not bleeding, and are willing to drain every drop of their blood for the sake of the next generation’s continuation.

Lin Dong’s figure had already arrived at the space gate, dumbly watching the scene before him, his eyes misting over.

"Tang... Senior Tang Ying..." A thorn seemed lodged in his throat, wishing to say something, but in the end, voiceless.

The rain of blood continued to fall, the blood burned by Senior Tang Ying, for the support of Lin Dong, this mythical figure of ten thousand years — burned completely.

As if the heavens were weeping, as if the cosmos were crying.