Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 3269 - 3268: I Slay Legends

The Heavenly Realm martial artist with the surname Miyamoto retreated immediately after having an arm severed, creating distance from Toyotomi Quyin.

Just now, she was only one step away, perceiving Toyotomi Quyin as nothing more than a lamb awaiting slaughter. However, now, in his eyes, Toyotomi Quyin seemed as terrifying as a messenger of ’demon’.

Of course, the terrifying presence wasn’t Toyotomi Quyin herself, but whoever was behind her.

He also sealed up his bloodline, staring intently at Toyotomi Quyin’s back, then saying, "Toyotomi Quyin, who is it behind you?"

"Who is he? Get him out quickly!"

Toyotomi Quyin ignored him, already deeply shaken within herself. She knew her master went to the extraterrestrial battlefield, surely growing much stronger.

But she hadn’t expected such significant enhancement. Lin Dong had always stood behind her as the figure in the black robe, but she hadn’t seen Lin Dong make any moves.

Yet, it was he who severed Mori Shota’s hands and the Miyamoto Heavenly Realm martial artist’s arm.

She knew it was Lin Dong’s doing, aware of his position, yet she still couldn’t see how Lin Dong made his moves.

"The master’s action was like a ghost’s hidden from a god, too terrifying. What exactly is the master’s strength now? Could it have reached the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Realm strength? Perhaps stronger, in the first queue below Subcestors?" Toyotomi Quyin secretly said.

Ying Yi was also extremely shaken; he had already opened his Heavenly Eye, yet still saw absolutely nothing.

And detected not a single breath.

That person, where exactly are they? What strength do they possess? Who are they?

He didn’t know a thing.

He hurriedly sent a message to the Protector behind him, asking, "Sin Elder, did you sense any breath from the opponent this time?"

Sin Elder hadn’t responded yet, but at this moment, a voice rang out.

"Aren’t you tired of messaging like this, I’m already tired listening!" Just then, a voice rang out.

As this voice rang, Ying Yi was even more shocked. Because he truly hadn’t expected that the opponent could actually perceive his transmission!

What kind of existence is this!

Transmissions normally aren’t perceivable. To perceive them, there’s only one possibility: the opponent’s strength greatly exceeds yours. Or, their mental power is far beyond yours.

His current strength is at the First Level of Heavenly Realm, so the opponent’s strength must be at least Subcestor to sense his transmission, otherwise it’s impossible.

Could the opponent be a Subcestor expert?

My heavens!

Thinking of this, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Subcestors are existence on the level of their old ancestors. Their old ancestor level existence can obliterate him with a simple glance!

"Sin Elder, hurry out, this person has voluntarily exposed himself. You should come out quickly too; he probably already knows of your existence." Ying Yi eagerly shouted to the Protector behind him.

At this moment, he placed all hope on the Protector, hoping the Protector would save him.

At this time, the protector Sin Elder was also immensely shaken inside; he hadn’t expected the opponent could perceive his and Ying Yi’s transmissions.

Such strength, to be capable of perceiving both their transmissions.

Moreover, even though he hadn’t answered Ying Yi’s question, this very moment as the opponent severed the Miyamoto Heavenly Realm martial artist’s arm, he still couldn’t sense any breath of the opponent.

Still uncertain of who the opponent was, where they were, what their strength was, where their breath emanated from... none of this was sensed.

However, the opponent had long since identified his position, could even sense his and Ying Yi’s transmissions.

Clearly showing the opponent’s strength, perhaps truly superior to his!

Or the opponent has some special skills, thereby accomplishing this.

At this time, hiding further had no meaning left.

He had already been located by the opponent, thus could only emerge from the darkness.

His shadow transformed into a group of dark bats, slowly gathered, finally forming a human figure.

As he appeared, Ying Yi sighed with relief, for Sin Elder possessed Fourth Layer of Heavenly Realm strength; even if unable to defeat the opponent, he could still take him away, right?

Then life wouldn’t be in danger!

Thinking of this naturally brought a huge sigh of relief.

Regarding the Miyamoto Heavenly Realm martial artist, he also exhaled deeply, the worry on his face slowly spread, secretly said to himself, "My choice this time is indeed correct once again."

"Behind Ying Yi, there surely is indeed a Protector! My choice was correct, I can still live on!"

The reason he discarded even the dignity of a martial artist, chose to directly rely on the Shadow Clan, was precisely due to this anticipation.

That is, behind Ying Yi, there must be a Protector.

Otherwise, even if Ying Yi beats him, it wouldn’t directly lead him to surrender or submit; he’d still have the chance to escape.

But he knew that if he truly chose to escape, that Protector would certainly emerge and slaughter him.

"My choice was right! All these years, my choices have never been wrong. Only this way, can I survive till now..." he said proudly.

Proud of his foresight.

As the Protector behind Ying Yi emerged, his gaze also fell on the black-robed figure behind Toyotomi Quyin.

On Lin Dong!

"So the one who made the move just now is you! But I’m quite curious, what kind of technique did you use to sever their arms without exposing a breath?"

"And still able to accomplish this in my focused state..." Ying Yi’s protector Sin Elder inquired of Lin Dong.

He activated the Heavenly Eye, attempting to see through the face beneath Lin Dong’s black robe, but found that he absolutely couldn’t.

Lin Dong stepped out at this moment, tired of hiding, directly pulled down the black robe, revealing the handsome face hidden within.

When he exposed himself, many exclaimed.

"It’s Dragon Country’s Master Lin!"

Among these exclaiming were those whose hands Lin Dong had severed; Mori Shota, turned into a human stick.

Mori Shota, having seen Lin Dong from afar when he swept through Yinghua Country’s Martial Arts World, naturally recognized him.

Though at that time, he chose to rely on Lin Dong, thus didn’t die.

Besides him exclaiming, Ying Yi also let out a surprise shout.

Ying Yi, as a Tianjiao from the Western Ancient Families, even possibly the strongest Tianjiao of his generation, naturally had some knowledge about Lin Dong’s mythical ten-thousand-year figure data.

Before leaving the clan, the members within had him review the data of fellow generation Tianjiaos, among which Lin Dong’s data was of utmost importance.

After all, he was a most outstanding existence of his generation, even surpassing his era as the pinnacle Tianjiao.

Having seen Lin Dong’s photos many times, he naturally recognized him once he appeared. Followed suit in surprise exclaim.

"Sin Elder, it’s Master Lin, it’s Master Lin. He emerged from the extraterrestrial battlefield; can you handle him?" Ying Yi with inner fear, speaking somewhat incoherently.

Yet, Protector Sin Elder didn’t take Lin Dong seriously.

In his view, before Lin Dong entered the extraterrestrial battlefield, it was only months ago, not even half a year.

For Heavenly Realm martial artists, each level advancement is immensely difficult. Every realm’s escalation takes tens of years, even hundreds, several hundreds...

Prior to entering, having seen Lin Dong’s data, he barely qualifies as an existence capable of slaughtering Heavenly Realm Third Layer strength.

After several months, even if strength grew, it isn’t much in his view.

He believes he can suppress Lin Dong.

Therefore, upon seeing Lin Dong appear, not only did he not fear, he laughily said, "I thought who it might be, turns out it’s you, this so-called mythical ten-thousand-year figure."

"But what I slaughter are Tianjiao, hacking myth figures! I’ve previously slaughtered a mythical Thousand-Year figure from your Dragon Country. Today, I shall hack down this mythical Ten-Thousand-Year figure!"