Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 3271 - 3270: Judgement

Although Sin Elder’s physical body was slaughtered by Lin Dong, his spirit and soul still remained.

At the moment, his spirit and soul were like a startled bird, filled with fear and unwillingness in his heart.

The once arrogant aura had long since disappeared without a trace, only thinking of how to escape from this desperate situation.

"Whoosh~~~" His spirit and soul transformed into a dark shadow, fleeing into the distance like a ghost apparition.

The shadow shuttled through the night sky, bringing a chilling aura, as if it were a summons from the Death God.

He exerted all his strength, trying to escape this terrible fate, with every inch he gained feeling like it brought him one step closer to hope for life.

However, how could Lin Dong easily let him go?

Seeing Sin Elder’s spirit and soul escaping, Lin Dong spoke indifferently, his voice gentle yet carrying unquestionable authority: "Come back!"

After speaking, he casually extended his hand, and terrifying mental power surged out from his body like raging tides.

That mental power condensed together, transforming into an invisible giant hand of mental power, which seemed to penetrate through space-time, carrying endless oppression, reaching out in the direction Sin Elder was fleeing.

Sin Elder’s spirit, several kilometers away, was secretly rejoicing at having escaped Lin Dong’s attack range when he suddenly felt an overwhelmingly irresistible force enveloping him.

The giant hand of mental power instantly grabbed him, like an eagle catching a chick, capturing him back.

Sin Elder’s spirit struggled in the giant hand, letting out a shrill scream: "Lin Dong, you won’t even let my spirit and soul go? Aren’t you afraid of our Shadow Clan ancestor? Our ancestor is a Sub Ancestor level existence, and at the peak of that level too..."

Facing his "threat" Lin Dong directly laughed, a smile full of contempt and mockery.

Even the peak of Secondary Ancestor he had slaughtered before, would he still fear the Shadow Clan’s Sub Ancestor?

He coldly said: "Today, no matter who you bring up, it’s useless. You are undoubtedly doomed."

With that, Lin Dong operated the Devouring Technique, and a powerful suction force emanated from his body. Under this suction, Sin Elder’s spirit and soul were like fallen leaves swept into a whirlpool, unable to resist, directly devoured and refined.

As Sin Elder’s spirit disappeared, it was as if the world had quieted down a few degrees, leaving only that lingering sinister aura, recounting the previous danger.

After devouring and refining Sin Elder, Lin Dong’s gaze turned once again to Ying Yi.

Ying Yi, who was already trembling with fear, felt Lin Dong’s gaze, almost fell to the ground with weakened legs.

His face was pale as paper, eyes full of fear and despair, lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

He never expected the situation he thought was in hand to be reversed in an instant, finding himself and Sin Elder so vulnerable before Lin Dong.

Yet, Lin Dong did not immediately slaughter him, instead, his gaze turned to the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist surnamed Miyamoto.

The Heavenly Realm Martial Artist surnamed Miyamoto still harbored a glimmer of hope, thinking that he might escape unscathed.

However, at this moment, seeing Lin Dong’s cold eyes, trembled even more, as if placed inside an ice cave.

At this moment, he realized just how wrong his previous choices were.

Before, he was quite pleased with himself for his decision to betray and rely on the Shadow Clan, thinking it was a wise move.

He thought that by following the Shadow Clan, he could secure his footing, gaining endless power and resources.

But now, the situation has completely reversed, and he is like a lamb to slaughter, only to be cut down at will.

"Spare... spare me..." Warrior Miyamoto pleaded in a trembling voice, with a sobbing tone.

He knelt on the ground, his head knocking repeatedly like pounding garlic, quickly breaking his forehead, fresh blood flowing, yet he was oblivious, only hoping for Lin Dong’s forgiveness.

Such behavior from a dignified Heavenly Realm Martial Artist indicates just how terrified of death he is.

Lin Dong looked at him coldly, with no trace of pity in his gaze.

He slowly spoke: "As a traitor who relied on the Shadow Clan, your crime is unforgivable. Today, how can I spare you?"

Upon hearing this, Warrior Miyamoto was scared out of his wits, hurriedly saying: "Lord Lin Dong, I realize my mistake, I am willing to work like a slave or an ox for you. As long as you spare my life, I am willing to do anything."

Lin Dong laughed coldly: "Your loyalty, in my eyes, is worthless. Today, you are undoubtedly doomed."

With that, he raised his hand, sending a sharp Sword Qi slashing toward Warrior Miyamoto.

Seeing this, a hint of despair flashed in Warrior Miyamoto’s eyes. He exerted all his strength to resist, but before Lin Dong’s Sword Qi, his defense was like paper, instantly shattered.

The Sword Qi pierced through his body, his eyes widened with reluctance and fear, slowly falling down.

Watching Warrior Miyamoto’s end, Ying Yi’s heart filled with even more fear.

He knew his own fate was also precarious.

He mustered the courage and said: "Lin Dong, if you kill me, the Shadow Clan won’t let you go. Although you are strong, the power of the Shadow Clan is beyond your imagination, you cannot possibly resist."

Lin Dong looked at Ying Yi, calmly said: "Does it matter what the Shadow Clan is? In my life, when have I ever feared anyone?"

"Even Blood Ancestor I do not fear, would I fear your Shadow Clan?"

Lin Dong did not immediately kill him because there were still some questions he wanted to ask him.

At this moment, his gaze turned again to Mori Shota nearby.

Mori Shota, previously had his both hands severed by Lin Dong, becoming a human stick.

Now, upon meeting Lin Dong’s gaze, he was even more frightened.

Even Ying Yi’s Protector was slaughtered by Lin Dong.

The Warrior Miyamoto he brought had also been casually killed by Lin Dong, not even leaving a scrap.

Compared to those two, he was a world apart.

In front of Lin Dong, even more like an ant.

Facing Lin Dong’s gaze, he was so scared that his soul almost left his body, unable to speak.

Lin Dong said to him: "What I hate most in my life are traitors!"

After saying this, Lin Dong glared at him, then from his eyes, shot out a burst of flame.

The burst of flame touched him and burned fiercely on him.

"Ah..." He let out a scream, enduring tremendous pain.

Such pain was the greatest he had ever endured in his life.

Enduring such pain before dying was like suffering a hellish punishment.

"It’s said that traitors who descend to hell will endure the torment of the Fire Sea Hell. I wonder if this flame of mine is stronger or weaker in pain compared to that Fire Sea Hell," Lin Dong murmured.

He seemed like the Yama of the Underworld, judging Mori Shota, making him feel like enduring the torment of the Fire Sea Hell.

This torment lasted for a full few minutes.

Finally, engulfed him completely, burning into ashes.

After his execution, Lin Dong’s gaze rested on Ying Yi once again.

The reason for sparing him still is that there were questions to be asked.

"Previously, you said your Western Martial Artists Camp laid a trap to deal with me. What trap did you lay?" Lin Dong stared at him, asking word by word.