Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Ji Yaohua opened her mouth, then sullenly closed it and stepped back.

He gently bumped Yao Xinghai’s shoulder, muttering to him, "I find that guy somewhat resembles you."

Yao Xinghai was puzzled, lifted his gaze to glance at Huangfu Huan. The latter, seeing him look over, nodded. Yao Xinghai also paused, then smiled and nodded back, as a mutual greeting.

Then, he turned to Ji Yaohua and asked, "What do you mean?"

Ji Yaohua pouted and said, "You’re both the type to keep things bottled up inside, not even ten strikes would get a single truth out of you."

"..." Yao Xinghai was at a loss, caught between laughter and tears.

Seeing Ji Yaohua walk back to Ying Ze with a face full of disdain, he called out in his heart feeling wronged. He was clearly very frank and honest in front of them! Even if he had some scheming, he didn’t use it on them!

"Stay close." Long Sheng the elder said a word, holding Xuxu’s hand, taking a step forward.

Mu Qingge followed closely, taking a step, then her vision blurred, as if she had stepped into another space.

Soon, other people appeared behind her.

Ji Yaohua, Ying Ze, Wei Molili, Yao Xinghai, Xi Qianxue, Huangfu Huan, Shen Bicheng, and those hundreds of demon cultivators.

"What is this place?"

"It seems like a massive hall!"

"Is it the underground palace?"

"Such an expansive hall... hall... hall... hall..."

The echoes of the crowd’s exclamations reverberated continuously.

Mu Qingge surveyed the scene, finally resting her gaze on Long Sheng the elder.

Long Sheng the elder said, "This is within the Primordial Venerable Tomb’s area, but there’s still some distance to the heart of the tomb. From now on, be cautious."

Cautious?

Mu Qingge became alert in her heart.

This was an expansive hall. Above, jewels embedded resembled stars. The ground was divided into squares, with unknown purpose.

"I am not fully aware of what kinds of mechanisms and what array formations or restrictions are set inside the Primordial Venerable Tomb. But, I can imagine it won’t be simple," Long Sheng the elder added.

To this, Mu Qingge wasn’t too surprised.

If Long Sheng the elder knew everything about the Primordial Venerable Tomb in detail, then she would be suspicious.

"Watch your step," Mu Qingge instructed those behind her.

The crowd, shocked by the scene before them, finally gathered their spirits, paying attention to the surroundings.

Long Sheng the elder thought for a moment, then threw his Dragon Head Staff. The Dragon Head Staff spiraled around the massive hall, circled once, then returned to Long Sheng the elder’s hand.

A hint of doubt appeared in his eyes. He murmured, "Seems like there’s nothing wrong?"

Mu Qingge looked at him, her eyes slightly narrowed, lips pressed but remained silent.

Too calm, seemed unusual.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the ground, startling everyone.

Immediately, before they could react to what was happening, the floor made of squares began collapsing piece by piece towards Mu Qingge and the others.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed, raising her hand to command the crowd, "Retreat quickly!"

The crowd retreated continuously, highly alert.

The squares collapsed, revealing abyssal chasms underneath, as if flames were swirling below, or perhaps something horrifying was being nurtured.

Yet, before they could glimpse the dangerous aura emanating from below, beams of golden light shot down from the dome like raindrops.

The anomaly in the air caused everyone in the hall to look up in wonder.

The golden lights, falling like hair-thin threads, sent a chill through everyone’s hearts. Even Long Sheng the elder widened his eyes suddenly upon seeing it, shielding Xuxu and shouting, "Quick! Don’t let these golden lights touch you!"

His words were very timely.

Hundreds of people immediately used their spiritual power to form a canopy of light above their heads, repelling the hair-thin golden lights.

The golden lights, crackling against the light shields, brought an erosive sensation to those sustaining the shields, greatly increasing their pressure.

Hundreds of people gathered together, uniting to resist.

Various spiritual powers fused, forming a dome-like light shield, protecting everyone within.

However, the golden lights descending from above grew increasingly fierce, doubling in number and speed, determined not to cease until their defenses were broken.

Mu Qingge and the others, protected in the center, surrounded by demon cultivators.

"What on earth are these?" Ji Yaohua was stunned, looking at those golden lights falling from the heavens, and couldn’t help but ask.

Meanwhile, Mu Qingge turned her heavy gaze toward Long Sheng the elder. It was him who had issued the warning...

"Don’t look at me, I said from the start, I don’t know what traps or mechanisms are inside," Long Sheng the elder read Mu Qingge’s questioning eyes, immediately explaining.

However, such an explanation did not satisfy Mu Qingge.

Her clear eyes tightly watched Long Sheng the elder, not letting him avoid her gaze for a moment.

Under her scrutiny, Long Sheng the elder was forced to add, "I just sensed a danger in those golden lights, so I warned you."

Just then, as he finished speaking, a clamor rose up.

Mu Qingge and he glanced back together, and saw that on the barrier formed by spiritual power, numerous tiny holes had been pecked out by the golden light. The commotion was stirred up because of this.

Without needing any reminder, hundreds of demon cultivators input more spiritual power, quickly repairing those tiny holes. However, no matter how fast they moved, one slender golden ray slipped through, like a fish escaping the net, and shot into the eye of one demon cultivator with lightning speed.

"Ah—!"

The demon cultivator hit by the golden light let out a miserable scream, falling painfully to the ground.

Immediately, something bizarre happened to him. His body rapidly shriveled, as if something within him was gnawing away.

In the blink of an eye, he was gnawed clean, not a drop of flesh or blood left.

Those around him were stunned by the scene and retreated in succession.

The power of the golden light left everyone in a daze, and the barrier above seemed to waver precariously. Luckily, Mu Qingge swiftly raised her hand, channeling her spiritual power as well.

Long Sheng, beside her, also contributed his strength to stabilize the barrier.

"Everyone, focus your attention," she called out clearly, snapping the shocked demon cultivators back to reality.

Coming to their senses, the spiritual power within them poured into the barrier as if it cost nothing. After all, none of them wanted to die here, especially not in an inexplicable way like their companion earlier.

"Senior, with your vast knowledge, what is this thing?" Yao Xinghai asked Long Sheng with a heavy expression.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed as Long Sheng also wore an unpleasant look, shaking his head, "These things, being in the Primordial Venerable Tomb, must certainly be from ancient times. Even with all my experience, I’ve only lived a millennium. How could I possibly know what this bizarre golden light is?"

Crack!

Suddenly, the collapsing ground beneath them stopped.

As the ground stopped collapsing, those strange golden lights also gradually diminished and eventually disappeared, as if returning into the stars.

Everything seemed to come to a halt.

Yet, before everyone could release the breath they were holding, a new change occurred!

Beneath the collapsed ground, a sense of danger that made Mu Qingge uneasy spread out, gradually approaching them.

Boom—!

A tremor came from beneath, as though some peerless fiend was awakening underground, slowly rising.

Hundreds of people instinctively turned their gaze toward the collapsed ground.

At that moment, activity came from behind them again.

Looking back, they saw numerous people rushing in.

Among the crowd, Mu Qingge immediately spotted Han Caicai!

Surrounding him were the elites from the Northern Continent. Most of them appeared confused, as if they had stumbled here in a daze.

Seeing Ji Yaohua, their eyes lit up, as if they’d found their backbone.

Sadly, Ji Yaohua didn’t even glance at them.

Mu Qingge’s gaze did not miss Han Caicai’s, sparking an immediate tension. In the urgent situation, there wasn’t time for more questions or explanations.

However, Han Caicai noticed the demon cultivators beside her, and his gaze darkened.

Seeing the Lotus Seal on her brow again, his eyes narrowed further, revealing shock. He should have realized sooner! He thought he understood Mu Qingge well, yet suddenly discovered he didn’t know her at all! He had underestimated her! Dismissed her!

"Just now, the person behind the five-colored brilliance was actually the City Lord Mu!"

"That’s unbelievable! City Lord Mu was already formidable enough, and now she possesses five Spirit Roots. How disheartening is that?"

"Haven’t you been disheartened enough by City Lord Mu? I don’t want to see her again; each encounter feels like an indescribable blow."

"Heh, who do you think you are? Does City Lord Mu even acknowledge you?"

"...City Lord Mu doesn’t know me, but I’ll just avoid any place she goes in the future to spare myself that blow, alright?"

"City Lord Mu is out of our league!"

"Indeed! Haven’t you seen that the most outstanding geniuses of our Middle Ancient Realm circle around her, subtly recognizing her as their leader?"

Mu Qingge’s Lotus Seal on her forehead astounded countless people.

These young elites from various continents and the reclusive old monsters all noticed it. The young ones were shaken, amazed, and reverent.

But those old monsters had opaque gazes, each pondering something amidst their shock.

"Eh? Aren’t those demon cultivators? How did they end up here?"

Suddenly, someone noticed the hundreds of demon cultivators standing with Mu Qingge and her group.

"They really are demon cultivators! This is the overlap of the Divine Tomb and Demon Tomb, so it’s normal for them to appear here. But how are they with City Lord Mu, Goddess Xi, the Ji Family, the Ying Family, and the Young Master of the Yao Family? Even Young Master Wei is among them!"

"That old man and girl..."

"Hiss—! Seemingly the grandfather and granddaughter of Long Sheng!"

"How could they be allied with demon cultivators?"

These people who suddenly entered numbered six to seven hundred, equivalent to the number of demon cultivators. The appearance of people from opposing factions in the same place created a faint mutual hostility.

This hostility wasn’t about personal grudges, but elevated to an irreconcilable dichotomy between good and evil.

Boom—!

Again, a loud noise erupted, and the thing Mu Qingge had been so cautious of finally rose slowly from the depths...