Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1971 - 1968: Shocking Everyone

This event happened too suddenly.

So much so that Zhou Ran felt as if he were under an immobilization spell, completely stunned in place.

His eyes were fixated on the ten Netherworld Talismans in front of him, filled with disbelief.

Even though he witnessed it firsthand, he still felt a sense of disbelief.

Just after a few breaths, Xu Wendong completed ten Netherworld Talismans in one fell swoop.

Regardless of whether these are Third Grade Nether Talismans, just the feat of completing ten talismans simultaneously was enough to astonish many Nether Talisman Masters.

Even Zhou Ran’s master, the Eighth Elder of Heavenly Nether Sect, Qi Lechun, would find such a high-difficulty operation beyond his reach.

How terrifying and strong must one’s Spiritual Power be to simultaneously focus on ten tasks and accurately engrave ten Nether Talismans!

"You... you..." Zhou Ran took a difficult deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but the shock in his heart surged like waves, one after another, unable to be calmed.

Meanwhile.

The eyes of those observing Xu Wendong were filled with shock and reverence, clearly showing that none expected such terrifying prowess in talismans from this person!

Liu Hao, like a lit powder keg, immediately shouted, "This must be fake!"

"Impossible, no one can simultaneously refine ten Nether Talismans; he must have prepared them beforehand and brought them out at the last moment."

Suddenly, he seemed to grab a lifeline, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "I’ve investigated him; before, in Wu Family City, he seemed to have purchased many Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talismans from the Netherworld Pavilion."

"These ten Nether Talismans might just be what he bought from the Netherworld Pavilion, not what he engraved himself!" Liu Hao became increasingly excited as he spoke, spitting furiously, on the verge of madness.

He believed he had finally found an opportunity to disgrace Xu Wendong, but never imagined Xu Wendong would perfectly resolve this crisis, unwilling to accept it.

The eyes of those around him became exceedingly peculiar.

Within their gazes, there was disdain for his absurd claims, disdain for his senseless argument, and a mocking amusement, seeing him as a laughing stock.

Even Liu Hao’s followers retreated several steps, distancing themselves from him as if avoiding a plague.

"Are you saying I cheated, used the Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talismans from the Netherworld Pavilion?" Xu Wendong’s lips curled slightly in a contemptuous smile.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, cleanly and swiftly activating one Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talisman.

In an instant, there was a thunderous roar, shaking everyone as if a lightning bolt had struck, erupting alongside them.

The Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talisman seemed infused with infinite power, bursting upwards, as if a massive thunder descended, releasing overwhelming energy with world-shattering momentum.

Inside Heavenly Nether Sect, many were drawn by the sudden commotion, looking toward Treasure Street.

"What is this?" someone asked with a look of confusion, a hint of fear in their voice.

"Thunder falling from clear skies?" another person gaped in disbelief.

"What’s happening? It seems to be the location of Treasure Street," said another, filled with curiosity and concern.

"Let’s go and see," shouted someone, and more Heavenly Nether Sect members surged toward Treasure Street.

There were not only ordinary disciples, but also stewards and elders.

All filled with strong curiosity, wanting to take a look, wondering if a rare treasure had emerged.

Meanwhile.

On Treasure Street, everyone seemed paralyzed, stunned beyond belief.

They gaped wide enough to fit an egg, rendered speechless.

"Why has the thunder from the Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talisman reached thousands of feet?" a disciple stammered, his voice filled with shock and awe.

"This must be an enhanced Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talisman! No, it should be called a Thunder Roar Thousand Feet Talisman!" another disciple shouted, eyes gleaming with excitement and amazement.

All the surrounding disciples gasped, one after another, like ripples in a lake after a stone is thrown in.

Their gazes fixed on Xu Wendong, full of admiration and reverence, as if witnessing a divine being descending from the heavens.

Liu Hao was also dumbstruck with fear.

His legs weakened, barely able to stand, eyes fixated on the thousand-feet thunder, his face evolving from anger and unwillingness to deep fear.

He never dreamt the talismans engraved by Xu Wendong would receive such a shocking enhancement!

The power increased tenfold, far beyond his intellectual grasp.

"The Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talisman from the Netherworld Pavilion achieves a hundred feet at most, but my junior brother’s engraved Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talisman has been enhanced, easily reaching a thousand feet," Li Jiayin declared, sternly glaring at Liu Hao.

This man had mediocre talent, relying on his family wealth to join the Heavenly Nether Sect.

Li Jiayin usually ignored such backdoor entrants but Liu Hao’s mockery of Xu Wendong incited her anger, leaving her quite displeased.

"I have now refined ten Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talismans. Is there anyone else questioning this?" Xu Wendong still had a gentle smile, carrying an undeniable majesty.

He disdainfully scanned the crowd, causing them to lower their heads, unwilling to make eye contact.

"If anyone doubts my skills, I could invite them to experience firsthand the feeling of being struck by Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talismans."

Who dared to question now?

They had seen the Thunder Roaring Hundred Feet Talismans Xu Wendong refined; their power and effect were undoubtedly genuine Third Grade Nether Talismans.

And they were items casually refined by Xu Wendong.

Thus, there was no doubt about Xu Wendong’s exceptional talisman engraving skill.

The crowd even suspected Xu Wendong’s talisman engraving ability far exceeded Zhou Ran’s.

When comparing talisman engraving skills, Zhou Ran was no match for Xu Wendong!

"Brother Zhou, you lost."

Xu Wendong calmly looked at Zhou Ran and said.

According to their previous wager, if Xu Wendong lost, he would have to hand over the Painting Saint Carving Knife. If he won, Zhou Ran would have to give him Fourth Grade Talisman Paper for free.

Seeing Zhou Ran silent, Xu Wendong slightly frowned: "You wouldn’t break your word, would you?"