Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1530: Chapter 1530: A Web of Thousand Vines

"Wh... what’s happening?"

As the Spirit Qi Big Palm descended, the old woman felt her vision blur and saw two figures suddenly appear on either side of Fang Bai.

The appearance of these two figures beside Fang Bai was so sudden and eerie that it shocked the old woman.

"Boom!"

The old woman had yet to discern who or what these two figures were when the Spirit Qi Big Palm she unleashed descended upon Fang Bai’s head, erupting with a thunderous boom that made the ground tremble.

The expected scene of Fang Bai being crushed into pulp did not occur. Through the billowing dust stirred by the spiritual energy, she squinted to see a figure, arms raised skyward, actually catching the Spirit Qi Big Palm, which contained the force of tens of thousands of pounds.

And Fang Bai stood hands behind his back beneath this figure, seemingly unaffected, as steady as a mountain.

"How is this possible?"

The old woman gasped.

Even though she hadn’t used her full power, her palm had five to six times her usual strength, power that even a Golden Pill Perfection expert couldn’t withstand.

"That is... a puppet corpse? A Nascent Soul Realm puppet corpse?"

The dust swiftly dispersed in the wind, and the old woman finally saw clearly that the being catching her palm was an emotionless yet immensely powerful puppet corpse, from which she sensed a power akin to that of a Nascent Soul expert.

Shocked and dismayed, the old woman nearly cried out.

According to her plan, she could easily kill Fang Bai and then team up with the old man to subdue He Wujie, making it a battle without suspense from the beginning.

But to her complete astonishment, a Nascent Soul Realm puppet corpse was by Fang Bai’s side, balancing the power with two Nascent Soul level combatants on each side.

"Wait... one is a Nascent Soul Realm puppet corpse, but what about the other?"

The old woman’s scalp prickled, and she immediately looked again, only to find that the figure originally standing on the other side of Fang Bai had already vanished.

The damn Foundation Establishment Perfection expert was now looking at her with a mocking gaze, a cold smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

"Not good!"

Just then, a strong sense of crisis hit, and the old woman felt a gust at the back of her head, a tremendous wave surging from behind.

"Damn it!"

In front, the Nascent Soul Realm puppet corpse glared menacingly, and the attack from behind was equally formidable, seemingly also from the hand of a Nascent Soul expert, leaving the old woman flustered and at a loss.

In battles between experts, any distraction can lead to disastrous mistakes, resulting in tragedy.

"Boom!"

The wave surging from behind originated from another puppet corpse controlled by Fang Bai, unleashing a Spirit Qi punch with all its might, landing squarely on the old woman during her moment of distraction.

"Pfft!"

The old woman’s body was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and she passed out upon hitting the ground.

"Old woman!"

On the other side, the old man, who was fighting fiercely with He Wujie, and was the martial partner of the old woman, felt her grievous injury and cried out, rushing over.

"Planning to escape? No way!"

He Wujie was reveling in the battle with the old man, having gained the upper hand, and couldn’t allow him to escape. Seeing him turn and rush over, he swiftly manipulated the void with his hands, weaving a giant green net made of thousands of green threads to encase the old man.

This was He Wujie’s wooden-element attack technique "Thousand Vines and Ten Thousand Tendrils Net," aimed not at injuring opponents but subduing them.

The old man’s cultivation level was already inferior to He Wujie’s, and divided his focus to save the old woman, making him even more overwhelmed.

Feeling the impending crisis overhead but knowing he couldn’t overcome it, the old man let out a frustrated roar, desperately swinging his Spiritual Artifact skyward in final resistance.

Despite his Spiritual Artifact slashing a large hole in He Wujie’s "Thousand Vines and Ten Thousand Tendrils Net," the gap quickly resealed, maintaining a complete green net.

The green net continued to fall, covering an area of ten feet in all directions, trapping the rapidly escaping old man within.

The old man struggled wildly within the net, attempting to break free from the binding vines of thousands of green threads, but to no avail within a short time.

"Heh, old man, both of you, obediently become my puppet corpses!"

Fearing the old man might break free and escape, He Wujie kicked him, sending the old man flying.

The force of his kick was tremendous, nearly shattering the old man’s internal organs, causing him too to fall unconscious.

"Got them! Hahaha..."

Seeing the couple rendered unconscious, the perfect moment for crafting puppet corpses, He Wujie was overjoyed, grabbing them both with one hand each, putting them together.

"This one’s yours, this one’s mine! Haha, just made a small fortune!"

Before beginning the corpse refinement, He Wujie took the Spatial Rings from the couple’s fingers, tossing one to Fang Bai without a second glance and keeping one for himself.

The couple had stayed in the Nether Corpse Land for years, obtaining countless cultivation resources in exchange for Wuyou Soup, ensuring their Spatial Rings contained ample resources.

He Wujie directly severed their heart meridians, extinguishing their last breath of life, then focused on crafting puppet corpses using the Corpse Refinement Art Fang Bai had taught him.

Fang Bai, having nothing to do, sorted through the cultivation resources within his own Spatial Ring, organizing them systematically for future use.

As for the two Nascent Soul initial-stage puppet corpses, Fang Bai placed them in the Spatial Ring with the richest Spiritual Energy, allowing them constant nourishment and to grow even stronger.

No one outside the Grand Tomb knew of the events transpiring within, as the experts who came for training were mostly below the Nascent Soul Realm, afraid to cross the Soul Loss Ridge to explore around the Grand Tomb.

In tens of thousands of years, only the owner of the Grand Tomb, the couple, and He Wujie, along with a few Nascent Soul experts, had ever reached this region.

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"We haven’t found Fang Bai within a hundred-mile radius; he’s likely stumbled over the Soul Loss Ridge into the core area of the Nether Corpse Land. We all know the outcome of entering there... we’ve done all we can! It’s time to leave the Nether Corpse Land now!"

Near the Soul Loss Ridge, after Fang Bai’s disappearance, the martial artist team led by Yun Man, after searching a hundred miles around and deliberating, dared not stay longer and began to withdraw.

Ten came, but only nine returned, missing Fang Bai, an unavoidable regret.

Especially the female martial artist He Ping, with a slight fondness for Fang Bai, who lamented the entire way.

The nine exited the core of the Nether Corpse Land, crossed the Naihe Bridge, passed the Blood Pool River, reached the land’s edge, and soon left the Nether Corpse Land.

Seeing the clear sky and breathing fresh air again, smiles appeared on their faces, and the more extroverted among them couldn’t help but cheer aloud.