Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

"The essence of the Dharma Seal on the Jade Token has been comprehended by someone; it has therefore lost its purpose to exist..."

Fu Xi muttered with excitement and regret, "I never expected the Nine-character True Words, the Sect Treasure of our Taia Sect, to be understood by an outsider. How ironic..."

At this point,

Gu Zhenxiong, who stood to the side, interjected, "Sect Master... Mr. Fang cannot truly be considered an outsider. Besides, many people in our Taia Sect have received his guidance. From this perspective, Mr. Fang can be regarded as our mentor."

The others also nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, the elder brother is right. Although Mr. Fang has always been reluctant to accept this fact, we've always treated him as a mentor."

At this point,

Fu Xi candidly nodded and said, "That's true... The only downside is that Mr. Fang is not a disciple of our Taia Sect. What a pity, what a pity..."

...

Meanwhile,

After executing the Nine-character True Words, Fang Yu experienced an inexplicable sensation.

He suddenly realized that his sword moves seemed to have merged into one...

Buzz.

Buzzing—

The Dragon Roar Sword trembled violently.

The energy from the Nine-character True Words made the blade shine brightly when it made contact.

The entire area beneath the ancient tree was lit up by the luminescent stars.

"What's going on?"

Fang Yu raised his palm and commanded, "Return!"

The Dragon Roar Sword zipped back into his palm,

Turning into the shape of Mandala petals.

Xu Zhaopei spoke up, "Quickly destroy the Curse Root; I can't hold on much longer."

Fang Yu followed the sound and looked over.

He saw Xu Zhaopei and a large group of vampires continuously exchanging blows.

Their fighting style was very primal.

With the help of Ordinary Blood, Xu Zhaopei's attacks were consistently fierce.

Yet, even against the formidable power of Ordinary Blood, the sheer number of opponents was overwhelming.

The low-rank vampires, rushing in one after another to meet their demise, had already caused Xu Zhaopei to expend a lot of energy.

Fang Yu glanced at the Mandala in his hand and leaped over to the side of the ancient tree.

"Dragon Roar Sword!"

Upon summoning it, he found that the Dragon Roar Sword did not appear, causing a flicker of concern in his heart.

This was the first time such an anomaly had happened.

If this had occurred during a battle, the consequences would be dreadful, so for Fang Yu, this was indeed a serious matter.

"Dragon Roar Sword, are you afraid, or what?" Fang Yu asked.

Buzz.

Buzzing—

Fang Yu leapt again, landing on the trunk of the tree.

Looking down,

He saw that the area surrounding the castle swarmed with vampires!

The death of the Blood Emperor had caused these vampires to move much more sluggishly.

Glancing over at Xu Zhaopei, who was still locked in fierce combat, Fang Yu shouted loudly, "The Blood Emperor is dead, those who wish to live, leave now!"

In fact, these vampires had already known about the death of the Blood Emperor.

However...

They were unwilling to believe it.

Fang Yu's shout woke them from their delusion.

Yes, the Blood Emperor was indeed dead.

Following that,

Fang Yu spoke solemnly to the Mandala Flower in his hand, "This is the last time... If you disobey my command again, I will cast you into the Earth Core's furnace to be melted!"

Buzz...

In a flash, the Mandala took on the form of the Dragon Roar Sword.

"I know you've developed a dominant consciousness... I felt the presence of the Sword Spirit during the Nine-character True Words... If you possess spirit, you should know that I am your master. In this world, only I can unleash your power to the fullest."

Buzz...

The Dragon Roar Sword became much more obedient.

Fang Yu nodded slightly; next, he had to deal with the Curse Root.

Looking at this millennia-old ancient tree,

Fang Yu's expression grew solemn.

"The dark aura here is strong... The roots of the ancient tree run deep, it will be difficult to unearth them completely in a short time."

Such a tree was, after all, a rare sight.

The Curse lay buried alongside the roots under the earth.

The roots of the ancient tree that has lived for ten thousand years, how vast the scope, how deep the soil...

Fang Yu paced back and forth on the main trunk of the ancient tree, continuously pondering.

"Could it be... I really have to use that move?"

After contemplating for a moment.

Watching the black breath continuously emerging from the ground...

Those vampires that had turned into shattered pieces were absorbing the black breath and slowly squirming.

It wouldn't be long before they resurrected.

"This move will greatly deplete my Primordial Qi... but it seems I have no choice now," Fang Yu murmured to himself.

Having said that.

Fang Yu fiercely stamped his foot.

The trunk cracked under his foot.

"Phantom Divine Dragon! Come out!"

Awoo—

From within Fang Yu's body, suddenly a divine dragon emerged.

This divine dragon was the one that Fang Yu had nourished for many years, using Primordial Qi to create.

A Seventh Transformation Divine Beast Dragon.

Xu Zhaopei standing under the tree saw this spectacle and was utterly shocked.

The dragon, the foremost of all under heaven, the totem of Huaxia!

The dragon was as thick as a thigh and over ten meters long.

It looked still very young.

But the aura and energy it exuded made the surrounding darkness constantly dissipate.

"Come forth!"

Fang Yu roared.

It had been a long time since he last used this move.

The last time was at Lu Family's Nine Layers Hall. It was to resist Lu Tianyuan and all the Lu Family's experts imposing the Stacked Formation simultaneously.

That time, the dragon and he became one.

Now Fang Yu had improved, but the adversaries he faced were also much stronger.

This Curse Root was no Lu Family.

The divine dragon heard Fang Yu's summons.

With a flick of its tail...

It circled thrice and entered Fang Yu's body.

Brilliance radiated everywhere.

Just as Fang Yu was preparing to use the Nine-character Mantra Sword Seal—

Awoo.

The divine dragon actually made a request to Fang Yu.

"Uh?" Fang Yu felt the emotions within the Divine Dragon Energy in his body changing.

Joining as one, completely different from the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor; the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor was where the divine dragon used a portion of its energy to condense a Primordial Qi Armor. But the Phantom Divine Dragon was equivalent to making the dragon a part of his body.

"Are you trying to eat these things?" Fang Yu was startled inwardly.

The divine dragon seemed to have eaten plenty already.

But these tendrils of dark energy, eating them... could that be bad? Fang Yu wondered.

Energy surged through his body once again.

Fang Yu was like a Heavenly God descending.

The dragon was being tantrum-prone.

"Alright, alright... If you want to eat, then eat; I can't be bothered to use the Nine-character Mantra Sword Seal anyway."

Fang Yu agreed to the divine dragon's request. "Go then!"

Awoo—

The Seven-Colored Divine Dragon separated from Fang Yu's body.

It swooped toward the ten thousand-year-old ancient tree as fast as the wind.

Chomp, chomp…

The divine dragon devoured the ancient tree. Not picky in the least.

Fang Yu and Xu Zhaopei watched, gobsmacked.

What's all this about?

Chomp, chomp…

Whatever ten thousand-year-old ancient tree, it was like chunks of tofu being swallowed bit by bit by the divine dragon.

From the branches, to the trunk, and then to the roots...

The speed was astonishing.

"A perfectly fine ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree, certainly at least a protected species, priceless, and just like that, you've eaten it up..." Fang Yu helplessly commented.

Following that came the dark breath beneath the tree roots—