Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1771 - 1768: Unrivaled Talent

Li Changqing took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and with trembling hands, he pulled out an ancient copper tripod from his robe.

This copper tripod was only the size of a palm, lying quietly in his hand, yet it exuded a sense of antiquity and weightiness.

The entire body emitted a dim golden light, not dazzling, but seemed to contain the sediment of ages.

The body of the tripod was covered with mysterious runes, each rune like a lively being, flowing and shimmering slowly on the body, as if telling secrets of ancient times.

Despite the mottled rust left by the years on its surface, it couldn’t conceal the extraordinary aura it emanated; instead, it added an air of mystery and majesty.

Li Changqing’s hands swiftly formed hand seals, his ten fingers intertwining like phantoms, and he muttered incantations.

Obscure incantations spilled from his mouth, accompanied by the surge of spiritual power, like an ancient call.

With his movements, his own spiritual power flowed ceaselessly into the copper tripod, like a roaring river.

In an instant, the copper tripod’s light shone brilliantly, no longer soft as before, but as dazzling as the scorching sun, causing everyone to squint their eyes.

A sense of ancient and immense pressure radiated from the copper tripod in rings, rapidly spreading, as if the air around was being extracted by an invisible giant hand.

Everyone felt their breath halt, their chest stuffy, as if a mountain was pressing on their chest, and even the space around seemed to ripple, as if about to be crushed by this force.

Xu Wendong, feeling this terrifying power, couldn’t help but furrow his brows, his thick eyebrows forming a character shaped like "川," his eyes showing a hint of undisguisable shock.

He possessed the Ancient Sacred Body, with an exceptionally strong physical body; even in the Immortal Realm, few magical treasures could make him feel a sense of crisis.

And now, in this mundane world, he was forced to such emotions by this copper tripod, which couldn’t help but astonish him.

He deeply understood the extraordinariness of this magical treasure and dared not relax a bit, with True Qi rapidly circulating around him, emitting a low hum.

In an instant, he swiftly moved his hands, laying out multiple layers of defensive arrays in front of him.

Layer after layer of array lights flickering, red like fire, blue like ice, purple like electricity, intertwined, forming a gorgeous and solid defense line, emanating strong defensive fluctuations.

Li Changqing shouted loudly, his voice like a giant bell, causing the surrounding air to vibrate with a hum.

His muscles tensed, veins bulging, as he threw the copper tripod with all his might toward Xu Wendong. The copper tripod rapidly rotated in mid-air, creating a sharp whistle, growing larger with each moment, in the blink of an eye becoming several meters high.

At this moment, the copper tripod was like a massive mountain falling from the sky, carrying the momentum of destroying heaven and earth, smashing toward Xu Wendong.

Wherever it passed, the space was torn into black cracks, like the mouths of fierce beasts.

At the same time, countless golden chains emerged around the copper tripod, the runes on the chains flickering and jumping, each rune containing a powerful binding force.

The chains, like lively flood dragons, bared their fangs and claws as they wound toward Xu Wendong’s defensive arrays.

As soon as these chains touched the defensive arrays, they clung tightly, emitting a sizzling sound, as if countless greedy leeches were crazily absorbing the spiritual power from the arrays.

Moreover.

The runes on the chains also released invisible binding forces, attempting to seal Xu Wendong’s spiritual power operation, making his movements slow.

Xu Wendong felt his True Qi being obstructed as if countless invisible hands were pulling him, making every movement of True Qi exceedingly difficult.

Yet it was just that, Xu Wendong’s inherent stubbornness and indomitable spirit were thoroughly aroused.

He stared intently at the incoming copper tripod, his eyes burning with intense battle intent, and his flying sword shone brilliantly, as if falling stars, illuminating the entire battlefield.

He wielded the flying sword, and waves of Sword Qi rushed toward the copper tripod like flood dragons emerging from the sea.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, slicing the space into tattered pieces wherever it passed.

When Sword Qi collided with the copper tripod, it produced resounding "boom boom" noises.

Each boom shook the earth, yet it was like mud cows entering the sea; the copper tripod seemed to ignore the Sword Qi, still unstoppably approaching Xu Wendong.

Seeing the copper tripod getting closer, Xu Wendong’s forehead beaded with fine sweat.

The beads of sweat slid down his determined cheeks, evaporating into streaks of white vapor upon hitting the scalding air.

He continuously changed the defensive arrays, swiftly forming hand seals, each handprint carrying strong power fluctuations, attempting to resist this deadly strike.

Just as the copper tripod was about to hit Xu Wendong.

He gritted his teeth quickly, his facial muscles taut, and unleashed all the True Qi within him, forming a golden light curtain.

This light curtain was dazzling, like the radiance of the sun, yet it was also slightly illusory, as if it could shatter at any moment.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening boom, the copper tripod heavily struck the golden light curtain, exploding with brilliant light, more dazzling than the sun, making it difficult for everyone to open their eyes.

The powerful energy ripple spread out from the point of impact, like a turbulent tsunami.

The ground around was shaken and collapsed, forming a massive crater, with the rocks on the crater walls instantly vaporized, turning into billowing smoke.

The surrounding buildings also collapsed one after another, bricks and stones flying, raising a sky full of dust, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The light curtain trembled violently, with cracks spreading rapidly like a spider web, across the entire light curtain.

Xu Wendong felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a heavy hammer had struck him, his internal organs shifted.

A sweetness welled up in his throat, and he spat blood, the blood turning into a mist in the air, looking exceptionally poignant in the intense light.

His body was like a kite with a broken string, uncontrollably flying backward, crashing heavily on the ground in the distance, raising a cloud of dust, dragging a long mark on the ground, like a wound in the earth.

Li Changqing and six elders saw this, a trace of satisfied smiles appeared on their faces.

Li Changqing panted heavily, weakly saying, "Hmph, no matter how strong you are, you can’t compete with my Ancient Magical Treasure."

An elder also showed a disdainful smile, "A Foundation Establishment Stage ant, no matter how extraordinary his strength, so what? It’s impossible to stir any waves in front of the Grand Elder!"

The cultivators watching from afar showed a look of helplessness in their eyes; although Xu Wendong was exceptionally talented, akin to a monstrous existence.

But his opponent was the Grand Elder of the Cultivator Association, whose realm was already profound, and he also had a powerful magical treasure.

With Xu Wendong’s strength, how could he fight against him?

He really shouldn’t have come to provoke the authority of the Cultivator Association; otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up so miserably!

However.

Just when they thought the battle had ended, a figure slowly rose from the dust...