Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1203 - 1201: The Power of Darkness Between Heaven and Earth

"Is that all you've got? You can't even figure out where I am?"

At the moment of Lin Fan's confusion.

Suddenly.

A faint voice came through.

Laced with contempt and disdain.

This was naked mockery directed at Lin Fan.

The two exchanged blows, yet couldn't find the other's trace - truly a disgraceful situation.

Especially since there were no bystanders around, it was evident they were not on the same level.

"Stop playing tricks and show yourself! What, are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid? Hahahaha! You can't even find my shadow but dare to boast that I'm afraid of you?"

Lin Fan's eye twitched.

This bit of ridicule truly stung his heart.

If he couldn't find the enemy, how could he even talk of attacking?

He felt like a headless fly without a target, frantically buzzing about, unsure what to do.

Lin Fan grew more impatient, anxiously searching for Ling Wudeng's traces while worrying about Mo Ningxiang on the mountain.

Sweat began to bead densely on his forehead, his body tightening, veins bulging.

"Overestimating yourself."

The four words thundered into Lin Fan's ears like a bolt from the blue.

Lin Fan froze.

It felt like an overwhelming pressure from above, a grand momentum surging over his head.

He looked up suddenly, his face changed dramatically.

Without knowing when.

The sky had already turned black.

A dense black!

Dark clouds and heavy fog rolled in from all directions with an irresistible force.

In an instant.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, a violent storm lashed!

Lin Fan's eye twitched, a hint of surprise in his gaze, and he tightened the grip on his Xuanyuan Sword, sweat seeping from his palm.

He glanced, only to see the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to cower, the golden glow on its blade suppressed weakly by the darkness.

From radiant to a mere flicker of candlelight.

And all of these changes.

Within a single breath!

Boom!

Boom!

Two terrifying bolts struck near Lin Fan, blasting a large pit on the ground, rubble flying, yellow dust rising.

Towering trees were uprooted and toppled directly onto the ground. Birds and beasts fled in terror, screeches erupting everywhere.

Yet.

Lin Fan still couldn't see Ling Wudeng's figure.

All around turned pitch black, gradually losing vision, unable to see his fingers stretched out before him.

Only the faint glow of the Xuanyuan Sword illuminated the small corner of the world.

Swoosh!

In the darkness.

A faint sound suddenly came.

Lin Fan's ears twitched; he sensed an unprecedented murderous intent, immediately positioning the Xuanyuan Sword defensively in front.

A flash of lightning sliced through the darkness.

Instantly illuminating the entire sky.

And in that split second.

Lin Fan saw a figure, piercing through the dark clouds, descending from above, wielding a sword in both hands, with intent to cleave from above towards his head.

A thousandth of a breath!

A terrifyingly oppressive aura engulfed Lin Fan.

At the moment he saw it, Lin Fan immediately raised the Xuanyuan Sword, blocking above his forehead.

Clang!

The swords clashed, producing the sound of metal grinding, sparks flying.

In the faint light, Lin Fan saw Ling Wudeng's sinister face, his eyes violent and fierce.

"Hmm, managed to block it. You've got some skill."

Ling Wudeng opened his bloodthirsty mouth, speaking coldly.

"These petty tricks are not worth mentioning."

Lin Fan gritted his teeth; his body began to tremble slightly, his hands gradually weakening.

The power of Ling Wudeng's strike probably amounted to billions of tons!

Lin Fan felt then as if he was being crushed by one hundred Taishans, his organs tumbling, his body swelling like a balloon ready to burst at any moment.

He even felt his bones creaking ominously. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Terrifying!

Appallingly terrifying!

Ling Wudeng's power coupled with the Black Sword's power; it was sheer luck for Lin Fan to withstand the strike.

Without that timely lightning, he would have likely transformed into a mist of blood, vanished without a trace.

But Lin Fan wouldn't concede, even knowing his strength paled compared to Ling Wudeng's.

He wouldn't surrender!

Not only for Mo Ningxiang but also because he was Lin Fan!

"Damn!"

"Is that all you can do?!"

"I thought it was something significant!"

"No wonder you remain under someone else's roof, always submitting to Dongmen Buju."

"Fighting someone like you is truly uninteresting; I'm now more curious about Dongmen Buju's skills."

Lin Fan sneered, though flushed, he couldn't lose the verbal skirmish.

Upon hearing this, Ling Wudeng's fury surged, heart pounding thunderously.

Lin Fan hit a nerve.

Remaining under someone else's roof.

Always a follower to Dongmen Buju.

Thus eternally inferior.

Despite his Cultivation Realm being higher than many Clan Leaders, his status remained merely as a follower, never ascending Changliu Mountain recently before.

Due to lacking qualification.

Status, position determined that despite possessing a high Cultivation Realm, it wouldn't bring change.

This time.

Dongmen Buju sought to extinguish the Mo Family; a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Destroying a family was no easy feat; supporting one was equally complex.

This was an opportunity to completely discard his follower status.

He couldn't tolerate anyone sabotaging it.

Even if thousands died as a consequence, even if the Mo Family vanished entirely from the Sumeru Continent as if it never existed.

But.

What relation did it have with him!

He, Ling Wudeng, only desired to claim the place that should be his.

"You're speaking nonsense!"

Ling Wudeng's eyes widened in fury, abruptly increasing his power, pressing down against Lin Fan.

He descended into rage, his eyes fixated solely on slaughter.

Lin Fan barely held on; he already saw Ling Wudeng's limit, believing that if he continued pressing, without needing to lift a finger, Ling Wudeng would self-destruct.

He awaited Ling Wudeng's implosion.

He only needed to hang on a bit longer.

He repeatedly prompted himself internally.

Yet Ling Wudeng seemed to predict his plan, suddenly smirking, revealing a sinister smile.

Clang!

Before Lin Fan could react.

Ling Wudeng suddenly reversed his grip on the Black Sword, striking upward at the Xuanyuan Sword's blade, sparks erupting immediately.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan's front opened up entirely!

Lin Fan almost lost all his strength, his limbs weakened to the point of uselessness.

The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand became unbearably heavy, uncontrollable, dropping towards the ground.

He hadn't anticipated Ling Wudeng's sudden retraction of power.

He believed his taunts would provoke Ling Wudeng into greater frenzy.

"Did you think I'd fall into your trap?"

Ling Wudeng sneered coldly, his voice exceptionally steady.

Lin Fan was shocked. Was the earlier demeanor all an act?!

If it truly was staged, then this person was too terrifying.

Able to read hearts.

The abrupt retraction of power from the opponent left Lin Fan with severe bodily harm.

Spurt!

He staggered back two steps, spitting a mouthful of blood.

Ling Wudeng wouldn't grant Lin Fan any opening.

Before Lin Fan could regain his footing, Ling Wudeng launched a heavy kick at Lin Fan's chest.

Spurt!

Lin Fan again spewed a gush of blood, the scarlet scattering.

His entire body flew downwards, plummeting straight down the mountain, soon vanishing in the mist without a trace.