Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

And on the other side, in the Kunlun King's courtyard.

"Master, Master Lin's woman had an incident. Someone sent people to Southern Capital to capture them," Seven Kills, the Kunlun King's disciple, said to the Kunlun King.

At the moment, the Kunlun King was in the courtyard admiring the flowers. Upon hearing Seven Kills' words, he did not respond.

Instead, he asked him a strange question: "Seven Kills, what do you think of my strength? Can I battle against Heavenly Realm martial artists?"

Seven Kills felt strange, not knowing why his master asked such a question.

However, he still answered: "Master's strength should be able to spar with Heavenly Realm martial artists, but for a life-and-death struggle, I think Master might not be their match."

Ever since that battle between the Kunlun King and Lin Dong, everyone in the Martial Arts World knew that the Kunlun King was a Stage Ten Grandmaster martial artist.

He was someone who defied the heavens.

However, most people did not have a true concept of just how strong a Stage Ten Grandmaster martial artist was.

In most people's eyes, a Stage Ten Grandmaster martial artist should be between the Peak Ninth Stage Grandmaster and a Heavenly Realm martial artist.

He could crush a Peak Ninth Stage Grandmaster, but there was still some gap with a Heavenly Realm martial artist.

Hearing his disciple's answer, the Kunlun King smiled faintly without much explanation.

"Alright, I know about this matter. You go to the Southern Capital to handle it," the Kunlun King said.

However, Seven Kills said, "Master, I'm afraid this matter requires you to take action personally, because they deployed Earth Realm martial artists. I'm definitely not their match."

Although the Kunlun King had strong abilities and was an unparalleled person of ancient times, his disciples' aptitudes were quite average.

Among his few disciples, except for Lin Tiance, none reached the level of Earth Realm martial artist before thirty.

This was mainly because his way of accepting disciples was different from others.

Others accepted disciples based on aptitude.

However, he accepted disciples based on origin.

Besides Lin Tiance, the disciples he accepted all had pitiful backgrounds.

They were all orphans.

Like Seven Kills, Tian Lang, Broken Army, they were all orphans.

As for aptitude, it was just average.

"Alright, your master knows." The Kunlun King nodded, letting Seven Kills leave.

With a hint of evasiveness in his eyes, Seven Kills then withdrew.

The Kunlun King's eyes were like water, gazing at the lotus pond under the moonlight, and he sighed.

"What is destined to come will eventually come."

"So be it; back then, Lin Zhantian could take on ten Heavenly Realm martial artists alone. As for me now, I am merely facing a few Heavenly Realm martial artists, so what is there to fear?"

He muttered to himself, and his figure slowly vanished from the original location.

After the Kunlun King departed, Seven Kills sent out a message from the shadows.

Three hundred miles outside the Capital City, there was a mountain range called 'Luo Long Mountain.'

The reason it was named thus was related to a legend. It was said that a real dragon once fell here.

The place was ominous.

Historically, an emperor also fell here.

The inauspiciousness was also due to its feng shui.

Several continuous high mountains formed a feng shui pattern filled with negative energy, and those who entered would face death nine times out of ten.

At the moment, on a peak of the mountain, there was a small pavilion with three people standing.

These three people appeared not to emit any breath, but they gave off an ethereal feeling.

They seemed to not belong to the world of mortals!

If Lin Dong were here, he could recognize two of these three people.

They were respectively Kunlun's Lin Sumei, also the old ancestor of the Lin Family from the Capital City, a genuine Heavenly Realm martial artist.

Furthermore, he wasn't just a First Heaven Heavenly Realm martial artist but a Second Heaven one.

Besides him, the Qin Family patriarch was also here!

Only the remaining person among the three was unknown to Lin Dong, but he was evidently also a Heavenly Realm martial artist.

He was a Second Heaven Heavenly Realm martial artist from the Tang Sect of Shu, named Tang Ku. He was also a monster who lived for hundreds of years.

At this moment, the gathering of these three Heavenly Realm martial artists clearly indicated they had big plans.

"Has he come out?" Tang Ku spoke, his true self concealed within a shadow, his appearance unfathomable even to Heavenly Realm martial artists.

Lin Sumei, dressed as a swordsman in a blue robe, with an ancient iron sword on his back, gently nodded: "He's almost here."

"This place is a must-pass road for him. Once he arrives, this place will also be his land of falling."

"To deal with him, why should all three of us act together?" Tang Ku questioned.

"Do not underestimate a Stage Ten Grandmaster; that's a person who defies the heavens. Better safe than sorry," Lin Sumei softly said.

This is where the terror of these old Heavenly Realm warriors lies.

Even though their strength is already the pinnacle of this world, they are still cautious, ensuring every task is assuredly done.

The stronger they are, the more cautious they become, never underestimating weaker martial artists.

Giving no chance to the enemy whatsoever!

Facing them, if one's strength is weaker, it's truly despairing.

Almost no chance of victory.

The Qin Family patriarch beside them had been silent, continuously handling the fledgling eagle on his shoulder.

At this moment, Tang Ku looked at him, unable to help but say laughingly: "Elder Qin, you still love training eagles. This fledgling seems to be new?"

The Qin Family patriarch nodded: "The previous eagle succeeded days ago."

"Recently found this fledgling, with good potential. I hope it can also become a great eagle soaring the skies like the last one."

"Congratulations, congratulations," Tang Ku laughed.

Lin Sumei then said: "Elder Qin, I've heard that your Qin family got a good son-in-law. With just First Stage Grandmaster strength, he can crush Tang Que, a Third Stage Grandmaster."

"What great skill."

Hearing this, Tang Ku's face turned somewhat ugly. Lin Sumei certainly knew which pot not to lift.

The Qin Family patriarch smiled slightly and replied: "That was Young Master Tang Que not using his true strength; otherwise, that kid would never be Young Master Tang Que's match."

Tang Ku shook his head: "Elder Qin is modest. Being able to defeat Tang Que, a Third Stage Grandmaster, at just one stage, his future is limitless."

"This talent and potential could probably compare to those proud sons of heaven from the Hidden Clan."

"Oh? Then it seems I've underestimated this Qin family's son-in-law. It seems this fledgling you've discovered might have even more potential than the last one," Tang Ku smiled slightly, as if making a casual joke.

The Qin Family patriarch responded calmly: "In hundreds of years of raising eagles, I've never been pecked in the eye before. The eagles I raise only peck at others' eyes."

"Gentlemen, if the proud sons of heaven from your families ever meet the eagles I've raised, be careful not to get pecked." Tang Ku lightly smiled.

At this moment, the expressions of all three people suddenly changed slightly, then they looked in the same direction.

"Finally, he's here!" Lin Sumei said.