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Miracle Doctor Chapter 891
Ye Qiu swallowed the snake gall in a few bites, licked his tongue afterwards, and said with a face full of enjoyment: “Fresh snake gall — tastes really good.”
Bastard!
The Sorcerer God stared at Ye Qiu with deadly intensity, wishing to tear him to pieces.
At that moment, Ye Qiu suddenly smashed his fist onto the giant snake’s head.
Splat!
Blood spurted out.
The giant snake didn’t even have time to scream before it died on the spot.
Ye Qiu said with a cheerful smile: “The Dragon Gate’s attack on the Sorcerer God Sect involved a thousand-mile raid — everyone’s exhausted. Let’s use this snake to reward the group later!”
“You’re courting death!” the Sorcerer God roared.
This giant snake had been his companion for a century, like a brother to him, but he never expected it to die at Ye Qiu’s hands.
Unbearable.
“I’ll avenge Old Green,” the Sorcerer God declared, taking a step forward, releasing nine streams of true energy, his body radiating terrifying killing intent.
Ye Qiu didn’t waste words and unleashed a blast of sword energy with a raised hand.
Whoosh!
The sword energy roared out, as if it would pierce the Sorcerer God’s body.
Su Luoying’s gaze followed the sword energy, looking at the old man who founded the Sorcerer God Sect, the undisputed ruler of Miaojiang.
The Sorcerer God reached out with his right hand and shattered the sword energy with a single palm.
“You think I, who have cultivated for a century, would die so easily?”
The Sorcerer God’s face carried a chilling killing intent, like a lofty deity commanding all.
Their gazes clashed in the air, each seeing murderous intent in the other’s eyes.
This was a killing intent aimed at ending the other’s life!
“If the heavens lack justice, I’ll strike them down — if people lack justice, I’ll kill them.”
Pointing at the Sorcerer God, Ye Qiu said: “For years, the Sorcerer God Sect has committed countless evils — utterly heinous. And you, as its founder, are the chief culprit.”
“Today, I’ll kill you and make the Sorcerer God Sect vanish from this world.”
As Ye Qiu spoke his final words, thirty-six streams of sword intent appeared around him out of thin air.
Each stream of sword intent, about a metre long, rotated around Ye Qiu, emitting a resonant “clang” of sword cries.
“Slaughter Technique!”
With a loud shout, the thirty-six streams of sword energy around Ye Qiu rapidly condensed, forming a three-metre-long sword intent that slashed through the air toward the Sorcerer God.
The Sorcerer God stood still, only reaching out with his withered right hand when the sword intent was about to strike his head, grasping it.
Then, with a gentle squeeze.
Crack!
The sword intent was crushed.
Ye Qiu knew the sword intent couldn’t harm the Sorcerer God — after all, this old monster was the second-ranked master on the God List.
But he continued using the Slaughter Technique.
Among all of Ye Qiu’s attack moves, only the Slaughter Technique consumed the least energy.
Clang!
Thirty-six streams of sword intent appeared around Ye Qiu again, quickly condensing into a single sword intent that slashed at the Sorcerer God.
Ye Qiu didn’t pause after attacking.
He used the Slaughter Technique over a dozen times in one go.
Without exception, every sword intent was crushed by the Sorcerer God as it approached.
“Slaughter Technique!”
Ye Qiu shouted again, unleashing another burst of sword intent.
He thought, with his cultivation, he could use the Slaughter Technique hundreds of times — he refused to believe it couldn’t harm the Sorcerer God.
“Enough!”
The Sorcerer God lost patience and growled: “Kid, if this is all you’ve got, you can go join Cao Yuan.”
With that, the Sorcerer God’s figure flickered, appearing in front of Ye Qiu.
He struck with a palm.
Ye Qiu was prepared, shifting his position the moment the Sorcerer God attacked, while two streams of sword energy shot from his fingertips.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The Sorcerer God’s eyes narrowed: “Six Meridians Divine Sword?”
“Are you that old bald donkey from Tianlong Temple’s disciple?”
“Hmph, even if that old bald donkey came, he wouldn’t be my match — die!”
Thinking Ye Qiu was a disciple of Monk Kongjian, the Sorcerer God said a few words before continuing his attack.
Swoosh!
The Sorcerer God stepped forward, appearing behind Ye Qiu, his palm striking toward Ye Qiu’s head.
He intended to kill Ye Qiu with one blow.
Sensing the danger, Ye Qiu quickly crouched, sweeping his leg in an Autumn Wind Sweeps Fallen Leaves move toward the Sorcerer God’s legs.
The Sorcerer God seemed unfazed, standing still and letting Ye Qiu’s kick land.
Clang!
When Ye Qiu’s foot struck the Sorcerer God’s leg, it felt like hitting a steel plate, causing him to grimace in pain.
At that moment, the Sorcerer God’s palm pressed down, just a foot from Ye Qiu’s head.
Unfazed, Ye Qiu raised his hand and unleashed a stream of sword energy.
Whoosh!
The sword energy struck the Sorcerer God’s palm, sparking but failing to injure or even slow him.
The Sorcerer God’s palm continued downward.
At the critical moment, Ye Qiu used an invisibility spell, vanishing without a trace.
“Hm?”
The Sorcerer God paused, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, then closed them as if realizing something.
Almost simultaneously, Ye Qiu’s figure appeared behind the Sorcerer God, his fist smashing toward the back of the Sorcerer God’s head.
Before his fist could connect, the Sorcerer God turned, his right hand swiftly grabbing Ye Qiu’s wrist like lightning.
Ye Qiu’s heart sank. He tried to break free, but the Sorcerer God’s grip was like an iron clamp — impossible to escape.
In a dire situation, Ye Qiu didn’t hesitate, kicking hard at the Sorcerer God’s abdomen.
A strange scene unfolded.
The Sorcerer God’s abdomen suddenly caved in, making Ye Qiu feel like his kick had hit a rubber ball.
As Ye Qiu grabbed the Emperor Sword with his right hand to draw it, a sharp pain shot through his wrist.
Crack!
His wrist bone was crushed by the Sorcerer God.
“Reciprocity is courtesy — you kicked me, so I’ll kick you.”
With a cold smile, the Sorcerer God swiftly kicked Ye Qiu’s abdomen and released his grip.
Instantly, Ye Qiu was sent flying, his body arcing through the air and crashing onto the ground ten metres away with a loud “bang.”
Ye Qiu showed no external injuries — after cultivating the Nine Transformations Dragon Art, his body was as tough as iron, impervious to blades and spears — but the Sorcerer God’s kick caused severe internal damage.
His face darkened, a lump of blood stuck in his throat.
Ye Qiu tried to swallow it, but the blood and energy churned in his chest, rushing to his throat.
“Pfft—”
The blood in his throat sprayed out.
Ignoring it, Ye Qiu quickly got up from the ground.
Then, supporting his left wrist with his right hand, he gave a slight twist, and with a “crack,” the broken bone was set.
Shock appeared on Su Luoying’s beautiful face as she thought to herself, what incredible bone-setting skill!
After setting the bone, Ye Qiu shook his hand, flexed his wrist, then wiped the blood from his mouth and said: “Is this all the second-ranked on the God List has? Honestly, I’m a bit disappointed. No wonder your disciples are trash — their master’s trash too.”
The Sorcerer God didn’t get angry, instead giving a sinister smile: “Kid, you’re overthinking it — I was just warming up earlier.”
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Ye Qiu had intended to mock the Sorcerer God with words, but he hadn’t expected this old wretch to be even more pretentious than him.
Warming up?
Warming up your grandma!
Can’t you live without showing off?
In truth, Ye Qiu knew the Sorcerer God hadn’t used his full strength — otherwise, Ye Qiu wouldn’t have gotten away with just minor internal injuries earlier.
But this boastful tone irritated Ye Qiu.
Really irritated him!
The Sorcerer God said grimly: “Next — I’m getting serious — kid — have you thought about how you want to die?”
Still showing off?
Ye Qiu shot back: “I should be asking you — have you thought about how you want to die?”
“On the brink of death and still talking big — fine — I’ll grant your wish.”
The Sorcerer God made his move.
This time — he was serious.
His attack was a killing move.
Swoosh!
The Sorcerer God’s figure shot forward like a cannonball — appearing swiftly in front of Ye Qiu — his hands strikingස
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his hands striking toward Ye Qiu’s head from both sides.
If this palm strike landed — Ye Qiu’s head would surely turn to mush.
Ye Qiu wanted to test the strength of this second-ranked master on the God List — so he didn’t dodge — clenching his fists and swinging them outward.
Boom!
Boom!
Ye Qiu’s fists collided with the Sorcerer God’s palms — producing two metallic clangs.
“Hm?”
The Sorcerer God let out a surprised sound — a hint of astonishment in his small eyes.
“Not bad for someone so young — quite a bit of strength — did that old bald donkey from Tianlong Temple pass the Buddhist Diamond Indestructible Divine Skill to you?”
The Sorcerer God still believed Ye Qiu was a disciple of Monk Kongjian.
Ye Qiu snorted coldly: “Monk Kongjian is an enlightened master — how dare you insult him?”
“Also — haven’t you eaten? There’s no strength in your hands.”
“Old man — why bother living? You’re just wasting air.”
As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking — he felt the Sorcerer God increase the force in his palms — a surging inner strength pressing toward him like a raging storm.
Ye Qiu’s arms began to bend.
The Sorcerer God opened his mouth — revealing a row of black teeth — and laughed: “Kid — didn’t you say I had no strength? Let’s see how long you can hold out.”
At the critical moment — Ye Qiu suddenly spat at the Sorcerer God — cursing: “Old man — how long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Your breath is so foul — it nearly killed me.”
The Sorcerer God had stayed in this cave for decades — never leaving — naturally never brushing his teeth.
But hearing Ye Qiu’s question — he felt it was an attack on his dignity.
“Go die!” The Sorcerer God increased the force in his palms again.
“Clang!”
A sword cry rang out.
Thirty-six streams of sword intent — each over a metre long — suddenly appeared around Ye Qiu.
Though his fists were blocking the Sorcerer God’s palms — it didn’t stop him from unleashing the Slaughter Technique.
The Sorcerer God scoffed: “Useless — you’ve tried this dozens of times already — these tricks can’t hurt me.”
Ye Qiu didn’t believe it.
“Slash!”
With a loud shout — the thirty-six streams of sword intent condensed into a single sword energy — slashing directly at the Sorcerer God.
Ye Qiu thought the Sorcerer God would retract his palms to block the sword intent — but to his surprise — the Sorcerer God did nothing — letting the sword intent strike his head.
“Clang!”
The sword intent hit the Sorcerer God’s head — sparking a long trail of flames.
The Sorcerer God was unharmed.
Damn — is this old man’s head made of iron?
Ye Qiu was shocked.
The Sorcerer God chuckled darkly: “Kid — didn’t expect that — did you?”
“I can tell your physical body is strong — but unfortunately — mine is just as strong.”
“Your petty tricks can’t harm me at all.”
“Got any other moves? Go ahead and use them — otherwise — you won’t get another chance.”
Ye Qiu quickly thought of a strategy — moments later — his body suddenly dropped low — retracting his fists — causing the Sorcerer God’s hands to miss.
Seizing the opportunity — Ye Qiu launched his attack.
He played his trump cards.
Slaughter Technique — Six Meridians Divine Sword — Immobilization Spell — Grass Character Sword Art!
The first two moves Ye Qiu had already tried — they caused no harm to the Sorcerer God — but when he cast the Immobilization Spell — the Sorcerer God’s body stiffened for a moment.
The Sorcerer God’s cultivation was too strong — he was only frozen for half a second.
Ye Qiu used that half-second to unleash the first move of the Grass Character Sword Art.
“Boom!”
Sword energy surged wildly.
The Sorcerer God was sent flying.
Ye Qiu swiftly darted to Su Luoying’s side — tapping her neck twice to unblock her sealed acupuncture points.
“Young master…”
Before Su Luoying could finish speaking — Ye Qiu scooped her up by the waist — a blush instantly spreading across her beautiful face.
Holding Su Luoying — Ye Qiu ran toward the cave’s exit.
“You dare!”
The Sorcerer God roared in fury — though old — his speed was lightning-fast — chasing Ye Qiu like a thunderbolt.
Ye Qiu drew a lightning talisman — his speed surging.
He took Su Luoying because her presence in the cave made him hesitant in fighting.
Moreover — the cave wasn’t particularly spacious — with no places to hide — fighting the Sorcerer God there left him constantly suppressed.
Ye Qiu soon rushed out of the cave — leaping down from the stilted building in a few bounds.
The Sorcerer God was truly enraged — pursuing closely — stomping downward from high above with terrifying force.
Though small in stature — the power he unleashed was heart-stopping.
“Bang!”
The Sorcerer God’s stomp shattered a stilted building.
Ye Qiu’s heart jolted — he quickly dodged to the side — continuing to rush toward the plaza.
“You can’t escape — leave Su Luoying behind.”
The Sorcerer God kicked again — missing Ye Qiu — his foot slamming into the ground.
Crack!
Cracks spread across the ground in all directions — stretching over ten metres.
The Sorcerer God didn’t stop — pursuing like an arrow shot from a bow — his withered palm striking at Ye Qiu’s back.
Ye Qiu gritted his teeth — shifting direction and charging outward.
The Sorcerer God struck with a palm from afar — the immense force exploding the air — creating a thunderous boom that sent Ye Qiu flying.
As Ye Qiu’s body neared the ground — he forcibly twisted — letting his back hit the ground.
Because he was holding Su Luoying — if he didn’t land on his back — she would hit the ground first.
Su Luoying knew no martial arts — such a fall would cause severe injury at best — death at worst.
When Ye Qiu’s back hit the ground — he slid dozens of metres — stopping only when he reached Qilin and the others.
Instantly — blood trickled from Ye Qiu’s mouth.
“You—”
Before Su Luoying could speak — Ye Qiu shouted to Qilin: “Get me a shirt.”
Qilin quickly grabbed a jacket from a nearby Dragon Gate disciple and tossed it to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu draped the jacket over Su Luoying.
This small gesture warmed Su Luoying’s heart — her gaze toward Ye Qiu softening.
“Take care of her.”
Ye Qiu gave Su Xiao a brief instruction — then turned to face the Sorcerer God.
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The Sorcerer God glanced at the corpses on the plaza and his three dead disciples — then at the thousands of Dragon Gate disciples — finally fixing his gaze on Ye Qiu.
“Good — very good!”
“Killing my disciples — slaughtering my sect’s followers — none of you will leave Miaojiang alive today.”
“You all deserve to die!”
Swoosh—
As his words fell — the Sorcerer God lunged at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu had been on guard — turning and darting into the distance.
He didn’t want to face the Sorcerer God head-on for now.
In his rage — the Sorcerer God’s speed surged dramatically — and just as he was about to catch Ye Qiu — he leaped into the air — stomping down with a fierce kick.
Swift and unmatched.
Ye Qiu’s expression shifted slightly — he quickly used a lightning talisman — his body shooting forward — narrowly dodging the Sorcerer God’s attack.
“Bang!”
The Sorcerer God’s foot slammed into the ground.
Crack…
Crack…
Cracks spread across the ground in all directions — stretching twenty to thirty metres — reaching right in front of Tang Fei and the others.
“Too strong,” Tang Fei’s face changed.
Qilin, with a grave expression, said: “This isn’t even the Sorcerer God’s full strength — if he goes all out — Ye Qiu won’t be able to hold him off.”
“What do we do?” Zhao Hu said: “Brother Ye Qiu just became the sect leader — he can’t fall now!”
Han Long added: “We need to find a way to help the boss.”
At that moment — Long Ye returned with a few warriors.
“Old Tang — I’ve contacted the War God — he’ll arrange for an army to support us,” Long Ye said.
Tang Fei replied: “The Sorcerer God Sect is nearly wiped out — whether we get army support doesn’t matter much now — the main issue is the Sorcerer God. He’s the second-ranked master on the God List — if we can’t stop him — not only is Ye Qiu in trouble — we might not make it out alive either.”
Long Ye glanced at the Sorcerer God chasing Ye Qiu and said: “Let’s give Ye Qiu a hand.”
“Got any ideas?” Tang Fei asked.
Long Ye said: “I’m only good at shooting.”
Tang Fei followed: “For a master like the Sorcerer God — bullets might not even hurt him.”
Long Ye grinned: “Old Tang — we’ve got special bullets — forgot?”
Tang Fei paused — then slapped his head — laughing: “I’m such an idiot — forgetting something so important. Long Ye — get it ready — find the right moment to help Ye Qiu.”
“Got it.”
Long Ye responded — immediately seeking a sniping position — then pulling a box of special sniper bullets from his backpack.
Each bullet — four to five centimetres long — was made of special glass — gleaming like a work of art.
Long Ye loaded the bullets into the magazine and set up his sniper rifle.
…
Ye Qiu kept fleeing — not engaging the Sorcerer God directly.
The Sorcerer God pursued him — like a shadow.
“Kid — you can’t escape.”
The Sorcerer God swung his withered palm — striking down.
“This old man’s speed is ridiculous,” Ye Qiu muttered — quickly changing direction — heading toward the cliff.
Slap!
The Sorcerer God’s palm missed — leaving him furious.
“Bastard — if you’ve got guts — stop running!” the Sorcerer God roared.
Ye Qiu — still running — shouted back: “Old man — aren’t you trying to kill me? Catch me if you can!”
Swoosh!
The Sorcerer God continued chasing Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu pushed his lightning talisman to its limit — managing to stay just out of reach — even with the Sorcerer God’s superior cultivation.
Ye Qiu thought to himself: “Let’s see how long this old man’s stamina lasts at his age — I’ll exhaust you to death.”
After chasing for a while without catching Ye Qiu — the Sorcerer God grew enraged.
“Thud!”
The Sorcerer God stomped heavily on the ground — his body soaring like a wild goose — landing on the roof of a stilted building.
Nine streams of true energy gathered in his palm.
Then — he pressed his palm forward.
Instantly — Ye Qiu felt the space within a five-metre radius turn into a cage — sealed off — trapping him inside.
This was the absolute suppression of cultivation.
“You can’t escape.”
The Sorcerer God — hunched over — said coldly: “After I kill you — I’ll slaughter the others.”
“Then I’ll grind your bones to dust — ensuring you can’t even enter the underworld — doomed to wander as lost souls.”
As he spoke — the Sorcerer God’s right hand formed a blade — slashing downward.
Instantly — nine streams of true energy surged toward Ye Qiu.
At the same time — the Sorcerer God dove from the rooftop — his withered fingers forming an eagle claw — grabbing at Ye Qiu’s crown.
Ye Qiu sensed a lethal threat.
With no time to think — he unleashed the Six Meridians Divine Sword — two streams of sword energy hidden in the air — suddenly appearing — stalling the Sorcerer God for a few seconds.
Using those seconds — Ye Qiu cast an invisibility spell — vanishing from his spot — reappearing twenty metres away.
He finally escaped the killing blow.
Ye Qiu let out a breath — looking up — his heart suddenly tightening.
The Sorcerer God was gone!
“Where did that old man go?” The thought had just crossed Ye Qiu’s mind when a palm struck his back.
Bang!
Ye Qiu flew dozens of metres — crashing to the ground — spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ignoring his injuries — he quickly got up — staring at the Sorcerer God in shock.
When the Sorcerer God attacked from behind — Ye Qiu hadn’t sensed a thing — which was abnormal.
With Ye Qiu’s current cultivation — let alone an attack — even someone approaching him — even a God List master — within twenty metres — couldn’t escape his perception.
Yet he hadn’t detected the Sorcerer God’s presence at all.
“How did you do that?” Ye Qiu asked gravely.
The Sorcerer God sneered: “I’ve cultivated for a century — if I couldn’t handle you — wouldn’t that be a joke?”
“Kid — I advise you to stop struggling — it’ll only make you suffer more. I’m kind-hearted — I’ll give you a quick death — cherish the chance.”
His tone was filled with chilling killing intent.
As he spoke — his aura radiated outward — nine streams of true energy swirling behind him — making him look like a deity.
Ye Qiu was stunned — this old man was too strong.
Strong enough to inspire despair.
But Ye Qiu’s nature was unyielding — he cursed loudly: “Old man — don’t get cocky — it’s not over yet.”
The Sorcerer God gave a sinister smile: “Time’s up — time to send you on your way.”
Boom!
The surrounding air trembled.
The Sorcerer God struck with a palm.
Oddly — his palm looked frail and bony — like a chicken claw — but when he attacked — it felt like it could blot out the sky — overwhelmingly dominant.
And though the palm seemed to move slowly — it reached Ye Qiu in an instant.
“Kid — in your next life — aim to be born into an ordinary family — the grudges of the martial world are beyond you…”
The Sorcerer God’s voice echoed across the plaza.
At the brink of life and death — a sudden change occurred.
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Ye Qiu saw the Sorcerer God’s palm coming at him — his first instinct was to use an escape technique to dodge.
But at that moment — a sudden change occurred.
“Bang!”
A gunshot rang out.
Long Ye fired.
The bullet sped toward the Sorcerer God.
The Sorcerer God — originally aiming his palm at Ye Qiu — turned his hand — catching the sniper bullet — glancing toward Long Ye and sneering: “If a God List master could be harmed by a bullet — what kind of God List master would that be?”
With that — the Sorcerer God prepared to crush the bullet — but suddenly — with a “boom” — the bullet exploded.
“Ah…”
The Sorcerer God cried out in pain — his right hand blasted into a bloody mess.
Seizing the chance — Ye Qiu slashed at the Sorcerer God’s head with his sword.
Grass Character Sword Art — First Form!
Having witnessed the power of the Grass Character Sword Art in the cave — the Sorcerer God didn’t dare take it head-on — hastily retreating.
Ye Qiu followed with another strike.
Grass Character Sword Art — Second Form.
Boom!
Sword energy surged wildly.
This strike landed on the Sorcerer God’s shoulder — and with the razor-sharp Emperor Sword — with a “splat” — the Sorcerer God’s right arm was severed at the shoulder — blood spraying out.
“Ah…”
The Sorcerer God let out another scream of agony.
Strike while he’s down — take his life!
Ye Qiu rushed forward — delivering a fierce sword strike to the Sorcerer God’s head — aiming to finish him off.
“Get lost!”
In a fit of rage — the Sorcerer God clenched his left fist — smashing it toward the Emperor Sword.
“Clang!”
A loud crash.
Ye Qiu felt an overwhelming force like a tidal wave — the Emperor Sword flew from his hand — and his body was sent flying.
“Bastard — you deserve to die!”
Furious beyond measure — the Sorcerer God ignored his injuries — chasing after Ye Qiu.
Bang!
As Ye Qiu’s body hit the ground — the Sorcerer God’s foot stomped down from above.
Heavy and forceful.
If this kick landed — Ye Qiu would be crippled if not dead.
Ye Qiu quickly rolled on the ground.
The Sorcerer God’s foot slammed into the earth — with a “boom” — creating a deep pit — dust flying everywhere.
Ye Qiu — not far away — hadn’t yet gotten up when the Sorcerer God kicked at him again.
Ye Qiu rolled several more times — then sprang up with a carp’s leap.
But just as he stood — a heart-stopping pressure hit him.
Looking up — he saw the Sorcerer God condensing nine streams of true energy into his left palm — striking toward him.
This palm — like a mountain — was terrifyingly powerful.
Ye Qiu tried to retreat — but it was too late. Before the palm reached him — the overwhelming true energy sent him flying.
“Splat!”
Ye Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood — flying back over ten metres — sighing inwardly that the gap in strength was too vast — if this continued — he couldn’t even get close to the Sorcerer God.
“Kid — time to die!”
The Sorcerer God’s voice echoed in the air.
Ye Qiu looked up — seeing the Sorcerer God plummeting from above — his withered palm pressing down like a dark cloud.
Boom boom boom!
The force in the Sorcerer God’s palm was so great that — before it landed — the air couldn’t withstand it — letting out bursts of explosions.
Ye Qiu’s face changed drastically.
This palm was unstoppable.
In a dire moment — Ye Qiu quickly drew an invisibility spell — vanishing from his spot.
“Using that trick again?” The Sorcerer God sneered — landing on the ground — then closing his eyes.
Three seconds later — the Sorcerer God’s eyes snapped open — his body teleporting — appearing over ten metres away.
As Ye Qiu emerged from his invisible state — he saw an old — ugly face right in front of him.
“Not good.”
Ye Qiu jumped in fright — realizing the danger — but as he tried to vanish again — the Sorcerer God’s palm was already striking.
Slap!
Ye Qiu was sent flying — crashing into the ground — creating a deep pit.
“This old man…”
Before Ye Qiu could finish cursing — the Sorcerer God’s figure appeared again — stomping down into the pit.
“Bang!”
Another gunshot.
Long Ye fired again.
The bullet shot toward the Sorcerer God’s right foot.
The Sorcerer God reacted quickly — and this time — smarter — he didn’t touch the bullet — retracting his foot — letting the bullet whiz past.
After the bullet passed — the Sorcerer God stomped down again.
As his right foot was about to hit Ye Qiu — the Sorcerer God sensed something wrong — looking up.
“Boom!”
A bolt of lightning struck his crown.
Ye Qiu had used the Five Thunder Spell.
The Sorcerer God — hit by the lightning — his head buzzing — but his right foot didn’t stop — continuing toward Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu channelled the Nine Transformations Dragon Art — focusing all his strength into his right hand — gripping a golden needle between his fingers — and smashed a fist into the sole of the Sorcerer God’s shoe.
Sss!
The needle pierced through the sole — sinking into the Sorcerer God’s foot.
“Ah…”
The Sorcerer God howled in pain.
At that moment — four more lightning bolts struck his head — sending him flying.
Ye Qiu quickly climbed out of the pit — grabbed the Emperor Sword — and charged at the Sorcerer God.
But he had underestimated the Sorcerer God’s strength.
After being struck by the Five Thunder Spell — aside from charred hair and clothes — the Sorcerer God was unharmed — and reached out — grabbing the Emperor Sword.
“You’ve truly enraged me — ah—”
The Sorcerer God roared — his body suddenly radiating overwhelming blood energy — his eyes turning crimson — filled with bloodthirsty light.
Even his hair turned red — standing on end — like blazing flames.
The Sorcerer God looked like a bloodthirsty demon — terrifying to behold.
Tang Fei and the others were stunned by the sight.
“Is this the Sorcerer God’s trump card?”
“What kind of technique is this?”
“How is it so terrifying?”
“It’s the Great Blood Transformation Art,” Su Luoying’s voice rang out — explaining: “After the Sorcerer God went mad years ago — he needed to drink human blood to stabilize himself — over time — he created this technique.”
“I heard from the sect’s elders that this technique is incredibly powerful — at its peak — it can make him invincible.”
Her gaze fell on Ye Qiu — her beautiful eyes filled with deep worry — whispering: “I hope Young Master Ye can hold on.”
Ye Qiu stood facing the Sorcerer God — feeling a scorching heat from his opponent — as if his skin were being roasted on coals.
Slap!
The Sorcerer God swatted the Emperor Sword away — then struck at Ye Qiu with a palm.
Instantly — a red flame shot from the Sorcerer God’s palm — forming a fiery divine blade — slashing at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu immediately dashed to dodge.
But unexpectedly — the Sorcerer God unleashed over a dozen palm strikes — and in an instant — over a dozen fiery divine blades surrounded Ye Qiu.
The Sorcerer God gave Ye Qiu no way out — leaping into the air — nine streams of true energy gathering in his palm — his five fingers like iron hooks — grabbing at Ye Qiu’s scalp.
Surrounded by over a dozen fiery divine blades — with the Sorcerer God’s attack from above — Ye Qiu was trapped in a deathly situation.
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Ye Qiu was trapped in a deadly situation — his life hanging by a thread.
Long Ye decisively fired.
Bang!
Bang! Bang…
Long Ye shot several times — bullets whistling toward the Sorcerer God.
The Sorcerer God — in a rage — struck out with a palm from a distance before the bullets could reach him — sending them flying — causing them to explode in mid-air before they could get close.
Then — his left hand’s fingers curled like hooks — continued grabbing at Ye Qiu’s scalp — while the dozen fiery divine blades rapidly closed in on Ye Qiu.
At the critical moment — Ye Qiu used an escape technique — diving into the ground — vanishing without a trace.
Where did he go?
Not only was the Sorcerer God surprised — even Tang Fei and the others were shocked.
Where was Ye Qiu?
How did he disappear?
Moments later — Ye Qiu emerged from the ground — appearing fifty metres away.
“What’s going on? How can Ye Qiu burrow into the earth?” Tang Fei asked, puzzled.
Qilin explained: “Ye Qiu is using an escape technique.”
Escape technique?
Tang Fei was stunned.
At that moment — the Sorcerer God’s voice rang out: “Didn’t expect you to know escape techniques — but your cultivation is too weak to unleash their true power.”
“Stop resisting — just go to your death obediently!”
The Sorcerer God waved his hand — and instantly — the dozen fiery divine blades swiftly attacked Ye Qiu.
Before the blades even reached him — Ye Qiu felt a scorching heat hitting his face — his skin burning.
Without hesitation — Ye Qiu used the earth escape technique again — diving back into the ground.
The Sorcerer God’s eyes turned cold — he swiftly darted forward.
As Ye Qiu’s head emerged from the soil — he saw the Sorcerer God standing before him.
Damn!
Ye Qiu was startled — diving back into the ground — but when his head emerged again — he found the Sorcerer God still standing there.
Not good!
Ye Qiu was shocked — realizing the Sorcerer God could track his aura.
This was not good.
Ye Qiu had planned to use the earth escape to wear down the Sorcerer God’s stamina — but now — that plan seemed doomed to fail.
“Damn it — let’s see if this old man can still track me!”
Ye Qiu pushed the earth escape technique to its limit — appearing two hundred metres away.
Yet — the situation remained the same.
As soon as he emerged — he saw the Sorcerer God standing before him — a chilling smile on his face.
Ye Qiu’s expression darkened.
He hadn’t expected that — even pushing the earth escape to this extent — the Sorcerer God could still track his aura.
What now?
Ye Qiu’s face was grim.
At that moment — the Sorcerer God pressed down with a palm.
Left with no choice — Ye Qiu used the earth escape to flee again.
“Since you like hiding in the dirt — stay there forever!” The Sorcerer God stepped into the air — then waved his hand — a fiery divine blade slashing into the ground.
“Boom!”
The ground exploded into a deep pit.
Everyone was shocked.
This move from the Sorcerer God was more powerful than a grenade explosion — terrifyingly so.
Tang Fei and the others quickly retreated.
But this was only the beginning.
The Sorcerer God unleashed over a dozen more fiery divine blades — their immense power blasting countless pits into the plaza.
With nowhere to hide — Ye Qiu was forced to rush out from the ground — only to be struck by a fiery divine blade.
Splat—
A long wound appeared on his back — blood spraying out.
“Not good — Ye Qiu’s hurt!”
“Look at Brother Ye Qiu’s blood…”
At Zhao Hu’s reminder — everyone noticed that the blood from Ye Qiu’s wound was pale gold.
When Ye Qiu had spat blood earlier — they had clearly seen it was bright red.
Why was his blood now pale gold?
The Sorcerer God also saw Ye Qiu’s blood — his eyelids twitching — a hint of shock in his eyes.
Three seconds later — the Sorcerer God said coldly: “No wonder Cao Yuan entrusted the Dragon Gate to you — your physique is special.”
“But the gap in cultivation can’t be bridged by physique — if you had another century — perhaps you could challenge me.”
“As for now — you have only one path — the road to the underworld.”
Ye Qiu retorted: “Old man — don’t think your nine streams of true energy can kill me — I’m warning you — be careful — or you’ll be the one dead soon.”
The Sorcerer God struck like a phantom — shouting: “Time to die!”
Boom!
The surrounding air trembled.
The Sorcerer God’s withered hand turned red-hot — as if just pulled from a fire — radiating scorching heat as it pressed toward Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu didn’t want to dodge anymore — or rather — dodging was futile.
The Sorcerer God was too strong.
In front of him — neither the invisibility spell nor the earth escape technique had any effect.
Ye Qiu decided to face him head-on.
Clang!
A resounding sword cry echoed.
Ye Qiu swung the Emperor Sword — unleashing the Grass Character Sword Art’s first and second forms in one go.
The Sorcerer God seemed unfazed — his withered palm pressing down — striking the sword’s edge.
“Slap!”
A heavy sound.
The Emperor Sword flew from Ye Qiu’s hand — and he was sent flying.
The Sorcerer God — filled with killing intent — chased after him — his palm radiating a terrifying pressure — like a mountain crashing down.
“Slap!”
Ye Qiu was sent flying again — spitting out blood.
As Ye Qiu flew backward — the Sorcerer God teleported behind him — a palm strike slicing into Ye Qiu’s shoulder.
Crack!
His shoulder bone snapped.
Ye Qiu’s body had just hit the ground when the Sorcerer God kicked him again.
Bang!
Ye Qiu crashed in front of Tang Fei and the others — blood pouring from his mouth.
“Ye Qiu!” Tang Fei rushed to help him up — saying: “Don’t fight that old monster alone — let’s take him on together.”
Han Long added: “Boss — I refuse to believe we can’t take him down with all of us together.”
Zhao Hu said: “Sect Leader — give the order! The Dragon Gate disciples won’t take a step back!”
Qilin declared: “At worst — we’ll go down together!”
Everyone could see that Ye Qiu was no match for the Sorcerer God alone — if this continued — Ye Qiu would die.
Since the battle between Ye Qiu and the Sorcerer God began — Su Luoying and Su Xiao’s eyes hadn’t left Ye Qiu — seeing him so badly injured — both were filled with deep worry.
But as women — they couldn’t help much.
“Sister — what do we do?” Su Xiao was on the verge of tears.
Su Luoying hesitated — then mustered her courage — walking to Ye Qiu and saying softly: “Let me treat your wounds?”
“No need,” Ye Qiu refused.
At this moment — the Sorcerer God wouldn’t give him time to heal.
Ye Qiu stood up — addressing everyone: “Step back. No matter what happens next — no one interferes.”
With that — he turned and walked toward the Sorcerer God.
To face death and find life!
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Ye Qiu, holding the Emperor Sword, walked towards the Witch God.
When he was ten metres away from the Witch God, Ye Qiu stopped, pointed his sword at him, and said coldly, “Old thing, today I will make you pay with your life.”
The Witch God snorted coldly, “Facing death, you still dare to boast. Fine, I will grant your wish.”
Boom!
The Witch God made his move.
His first strike was a killing blow.
As soon as they clashed, Ye Qiu was sent flying.
Bang!
Ye Qiu flew sideways, spitting blood.
The Witch God pressed forward, giving Ye Qiu no chance to catch his breath, unleashing deadly attacks one after another.
Though Ye Qiu had several trump cards, the gap in their cultivation levels was too vast, he was no match for the Witch God.
Facing the Witch God’s onslaught, he could only endure the blows passively.
In just a short while, Ye Qiu’s body was covered in faint golden blood.
“Bang!”
The Witch God struck Ye Qiu with a palm from a distance.
Ye Qiu couldn’t dodge in time and took the hit on his shoulder. Fortunately, his physique was extraordinarily tough, otherwise, the Witch God’s palm would have shattered his body.
Ye Qiu’s body flew back, crashing to the ground, and it took him a while to get up.
His entire body was in agony.
His chest surged with blood and qi.
The Witch God, hunched over, approached Ye Qiu step by step, saying as he walked, “To oppose me is to choose death.”
“You’re too weak. Killing you is easier than crushing an ant.”
“Stop struggling, let me send you to your end!”
“Killing you is no different from slaughtering a chicken or a dog.”
“To die by my hand is your honour!”
Ye Qiu cursed loudly, “You old fossil, don’t act all high and mighty in front of me. In my eyes, you’re nothing.”
The Witch God, expressionless, said coldly, “A mere insect dares to challenge me? Your death is deserved.”
“With your talent and youth, you could have had a bright future, but you chose to join Dragon Gate and oppose me.”
“In this world, those who stand against me meet miserable ends.”
“Cao Yuan is an example.”
“And you will soon follow him!”
Though the Witch God was aged, his voice was full of vigour, not at all like that of a centenarian.
He looked at Ye Qiu as if staring at an insect, his expression filled with contempt.
“You old thing…”
Before Ye Qiu could finish, the Witch God stepped right in front of him.
Clang!
Ye Qiu slashed with his sword.
The Witch God didn’t dodge, extending a bony finger and flicking it lightly against the sword’s edge.
“Dang!”
A loud clang.
The Emperor Sword flew from Ye Qiu’s hand, a tremendous force splitting the webbing of his hand.
Ye Qiu felt his entire arm go numb.
The Witch God followed with another palm strike, sending Ye Qiu flying again.
Tang Fei and the others watched the battle, their hearts in their throats, fearing the Witch God would continue his ruthless assault and kill Ye Qiu.
But unexpectedly, the Witch God suddenly stopped.
The Witch God said, “I’ve heard that whoever holds the Dragon Gate Leader’s Token can command Dragon Gate and its disciples, is that true?”
“Kid, hand over the Dragon Gate Leader’s Token.”
“If you give it to me, I’ll leave you an intact corpse!”
Ye Qiu sneered, “Old thing, keep dreaming. Even if I die, I won’t hand over the Dragon Gate Leader’s Token.”
“Besides, even if you got it, you’d never command Dragon Gate.”
“The Witch God Sect has caused chaos everywhere, burning, killing, and plundering. As the mastermind, you deserve to be punished by all.”
The Witch God snorted coldly, “Stubborn fool, then die!”
Boom!
Nine streams of true qi appeared behind the Witch God, his red hair standing on end. He was like a demon king breaking free from chains, emerging from hell, exuding a terrifying aura.
“Die!”
The Witch God spat out a single word, his body turning into a blur as he launched an attack on Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu fought back, but his trump cards were useless against the Witch God.
Soon, he was sent flying again.
What followed was a brutal scene.
Ye Qiu was like a punching bag, knocked back repeatedly by the Witch God.
Fortunately, after cultivating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, Ye Qiu’s body was as tough as iron, otherwise, he would have been reduced to pulp.
Seeing this, Tang Fei and the others’ eyes turned red.
They were both worried for Ye Qiu’s safety and filled with a desire to kill the Witch God.
“This can’t go on, Ye Qiu will die at the Witch God’s hands eventually,” Tang Fei said anxiously, shouting, “Long Ye, shoot!”
Unnoticed, Long Ye had returned to Tang Fei’s side and said solemnly, “Shooting won’t work, the Witch God can dodge bullets.”
“Brothers, prepare!” Tang Fei shouted.
Two hundred warriors raised their submachine guns.
Tang Fei was about to order a collective attack on the Witch God, but Qilin stopped him.
Qilin said, “Don’t shoot, you might hit Ye Qiu.”
“Besides, if a God List master could be easily harmed by bullets, they wouldn’t be a God List master.”
“We need another way to help Ye Qiu.”
Tang Fei snapped, “Another way? Easier said than done. Tell me, what way is there?”
At that moment, Ye Qiu’s voice suddenly rang in Tang Fei’s ears.
“Take the brothers and retreat, as far as you can.”
Tang Fei thought he was hearing things and was about to ask Qilin, but turning, he saw Qilin, Han Long, Zhao Hu, and Long Ye all looking at him.
“I think I heard Brother Ye Qiu’s voice?” Zhao Hu said.
“I heard it too,” Han Long said, “The boss told us to retreat far.”
Qilin nodded, “I heard it as well.”
Tang Fei was puzzled, “Ye Qiu is over a hundred metres away, how did his voice reach us?”
Qilin said, “I’ve heard of a technique called sound transmission, only usable by those with high cultivation.”
“Should we retreat?” Long Ye asked.
“Retreat!” Tang Fei decided firmly, saying, “If Ye Qiu told us to back off, he must have a plan. We can’t help him, but we can’t hold him back either.”
With that, Tang Fei gestured, and the warriors immediately retreated.
Han Long also gave orders, and thousands of Dragon Gate disciples fell back.
At that moment, Ye Qiu suddenly sprang from the ground, his body like a gust of wind, running towards the cliffside stilt house.
“You can’t escape, accept your fate!”
The Witch God gave chase.
Just as he was about to catch up to Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu suddenly turned and grabbed the Witch God tightly.
The Witch God was stunned by Ye Qiu’s action, what was he doing?
Trying to take me down with him?
As the Witch God puzzled, an oppressive aura swept over, making his heart race with dread.
What’s happening?
The Witch God looked up sharply, seeing thunderclouds rolling in the sky.
“No, it’s a heavenly tribulation,”
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The Witch God’s expression changed drastically, only now did he realise why Ye Qiu had grabbed him so tightly.
Because Ye Qiu had triggered a heavenly tribulation.
This was Ye Qiu’s ultimate move.
Ye Qiu wanted to use the tribulation to kill him.
The Witch God couldn’t understand how Ye Qiu, with such weak cultivation, had managed to trigger a heavenly tribulation.
There was no time to think.
The Witch God tried to break free from Ye Qiu, but Ye Qiu held him so tightly that he couldn’t escape.
“Hmph, before the tribulation strikes, I’ll kill you first.”
The Witch God aimed a palm at Ye Qiu’s head.
Just then, with a “boom,” a bucket-thick bolt of lightning tore through the sky, striking down suddenly.
The Witch God’s heart tightened in fear, he grabbed Ye Qiu, intending to dodge the lightning with him and find a chance to kill him.
But Ye Qiu wouldn’t let him succeed, his feet rooted to the ground like nails, unmoving.
As the lightning struck, Ye Qiu quickly buried his head in the Witch God’s chest.
“Damn it, this kid’s going to get me killed…”
The thought barely crossed the Witch God’s mind when the lightning hit his back.
Crack!
The Witch God’s body shook violently, his back a mangled mess, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew outward.
Ye Qiu had planned to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword to attack the Witch God, but the lightning’s power exceeded his expectations, even though he was shielded in the Witch God’s embrace, he was still sent flying.
“Boom!”
Above the nine heavens, amidst rolling thunderclouds, lightning flashed, another tribulation was about to descend.
The disciples of the Nether King Hall and Dragon Gate trembled at the sight.
“What’s happening?”
“Why is lightning striking?”
“Is it the end of the world?”
It wasn’t their ignorance, but people like them rarely witnessed a heavenly tribulation in their lifetime.
“What’s going on?” Tang Fei asked, his face grim.
Qilin clenched his fists, excitement in his eyes, and said, “It’s a heavenly tribulation.”
“Heavenly tribulation?” Long Ye was stunned.
Zhao Hu quickly said, “I read in novels that when powerful cultivators break through, a heavenly tribulation descends, is this what it means?”
“Yes,” Qilin nodded, staring at the thunderclouds above, “No wonder Ye Qiu dared to challenge the second-ranked God List master, his real trump card is the tribulation.”
Zhao Hu said, “I also read that if a cultivator survives the tribulation, their strength will soar, but most are obliterated by it, our leader…”
Qilin didn’t know if Ye Qiu could withstand the tribulation and said, “Since Ye Qiu dared to trigger it, he must have some confidence.”
In truth, Ye Qiu had no confidence.
He had no choice but to take this gamble.
The Witch God had cultivated nine streams of true qi, with his true combat power, Ye Qiu had no chance of winning, the gap in their cultivation was like a chasm, and he didn’t know if the Witch God had other trump cards.
The only way to turn the tables was to trigger the heavenly tribulation and use it to kill the Witch God.
The first tribulation’s power had struck the Witch God entirely, and it must be said, the old man was strong, only suffering flesh wounds without serious injury.
“Second on the God List? I don’t believe the tribulation can’t kill you.”
As Ye Qiu was sent flying, he quickly activated the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, two streams of innate true qi roaring like dragons within him.
The Witch God glanced at the thunderclouds, then at Ye Qiu, unwilling to accept defeat.
“Hmph, thinking you can kill me with a tribulation? Delusional. After it passes, I’ll grind you to dust.”
The Witch God spat out a threat, using his speed to try returning to the cave.
Ye Qiu saw through his intent, quickly drawing a lightning talisman, overtaking him like an arrow and blocking his path.
“Old fossil, why are you running?”
“Scared?”
“Don’t be, it’s just getting started,” Ye Qiu said with a cold smile, looking at the Witch God.
“Move!” the Witch God roared.
Not only did Ye Qiu not move, he smiled and said, “Witch God, I have something to say, let’s have a proper chat.”
“What do you want to talk about? Handing over the Dragon Gate Leader’s Token? Fine, we’ll talk after the tribulation.”
The Witch God wasn’t a fool, he knew Ye Qiu wasn’t trying to talk but stalling for the tribulation to strike.
“I don’t even know if I can survive the tribulation, I might not get another chance, so I want to talk now.”
As Ye Qiu spoke, he stepped forward with a grin.
Whoosh!
The Witch God, startled, retreated several metres, as if Ye Qiu were a plague.
Ye Qiu’s smile widened, “Witch God, no need to be afraid.”
“My cultivation is inferior to yours, even my full strength can’t match you.”
“So, I bear no ill will towards you.”
Triggering a tribulation against me and saying you bear no ill will?
This young man is cunning.
“Get lost!” The Witch God didn’t believe Ye Qiu’s nonsense, striking with his left palm to push him back and escape to the cave.
This time, Ye Qiu grew bold, facing the Witch God head-on, throwing a punch.
“Roar—”
The sound of dragon roars echoed.
Two streams of innate true qi surged from Ye Qiu’s fist, colliding fiercely with the Witch God’s palm.
Ye Qiu was pushed back a dozen steps.
The Witch God stared at Ye Qiu, his small eyes filled with shock.
“Innate true qi! You’ve actually cultivated innate true qi!”
Only now did the Witch God understand why Ye Qiu, despite his weaker cultivation, could trigger a tribulation, it was because he had cultivated not acquired true qi but the legendary innate true qi.
Unconcealed jealousy showed on the Witch God’s face.
Innate true qi existed only in legends, rare in a millennium, he never imagined Ye Qiu would achieve it.
Envy!
Jealousy!
Hatred!
Why could a young upstart cultivate innate true qi when he, a century-old God List master, couldn’t?
Cold killing intent gleamed in the Witch God’s eyes.
He foresaw Ye Qiu’s future, if Ye Qiu didn’t die today, he would soon become invincible, and with his Dragon Gate Leader status, the Witch God Sect would surely be uprooted.
Thus, even if it meant facing the tribulation, he had to destroy Ye Qiu!
His killing intent surged, and he said coldly, “Kid, don’t think that cultivating innate true qi and triggering a tribulation means you can kill me.”
“I tell you, I’ve lived a hundred years, I won’t die easily.”
“Now, witness my true power!”
As his words fell, the Witch God roared, and instantly, nine streams of true qi appeared behind him, followed by a tenth stream bursting from his crown.
Ten streams of true qi!
Miracle Doctor Chapter 898
The Witch God unleashed ten streams of true qi.
The entire scene was stunned.
“What, this old thing has cultivated ten streams of true qi?” Qilin’s face showed shock.
Han Long said grimly, “The boss is in trouble.”
Though Tang Fei didn’t know what ten streams of true qi meant, he understood that the Witch God was stronger than he had shown before.
“Can the leader defeat him?” Zhao Hu asked nervously.
Qilin looked up at the sky, where thunderclouds rolled but the second tribulation had yet to strike.
“Whether Ye Qiu can destroy the Witch God depends on the tribulation,” Qilin said.
Ye Qiu’s pupils contracted slightly.
He never expected the Witch God to have cultivated ten streams of true qi.
What a shock!
Had the Witch God stepped into the realm of immortality?
Ye Qiu observed closely and noticed that the tenth stream of true qi above the Witch God’s head was just a faint shadow, unlike the other nine, which shone with brilliant white light.
He understood, the Witch God’s tenth stream of true qi wasn’t fully cultivated, still one step short.
“Witch God, is this your trump card? What a disappointment!”
Ye Qiu laughed, “Your tenth stream of true qi isn’t complete, it might scare children, but it won’t scare me.”
The Witch God, hearing Ye Qiu’s words, was furious beyond measure.
If Ye Qiu hadn’t suddenly appeared in the cave and ruined his plans, he would have already taken Su Luoying and perhaps completed the tenth stream of true qi, stepping fully into the realm of immortality.
“Hmph, though my tenth stream of true qi is only half-complete, it’s enough to kill you.”
The Witch God snorted coldly and charged at Ye Qiu.
He wanted to kill Ye Qiu before the second tribulation struck, knowing that if Ye Qiu died, the tribulation would vanish.
“Wait!”
Ye Qiu suddenly shouted, pointing at the sky, “Look up, the tribulation is coming.”
“Don’t think I can’t see you’re stalling. Kid, die!”
The Witch God ignored Ye Qiu’s warning and lunged forward.
Ye Qiu stood still, calmly waiting for the Witch God.
As the Witch God reached him, before his palm could strike, a “boom” echoed, and the second tribulation descended.
The Witch God jumped in fright, quickly looking up.
A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, arriving in an instant.
In that split second, Ye Qiu moved, ducking low and hiding beneath the Witch God.
Since the Witch God was in mid-air, Ye Qiu clearly intended to use him as a shield against the tribulation.
The Witch God saw through Ye Qiu’s plan, gritted his teeth, and stomped down with his right foot.
He had decided, even if he had to endure a tribulation strike, he would kill Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu had cultivated two streams of innate true qi, he couldn’t be allowed to live, the threat had to be crushed in its cradle.
However, before the Witch God’s foot could land on Ye Qiu, the second tribulation struck his body.
“Boom!”
The tribulation hit the Witch God’s back again.
Crack!
His back was charred black, like it had been roasted, a massive wound opened, blood gushing, exposing white bones, and he was sent flying.
Clang!
The Witch God’s body crashed heavily to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth.
The second tribulation vanished.
Ye Qiu, having successfully used the Witch God to take the lightning, looked at the bloodied Witch God and grinned, “Witch God, you’re pathetic, a hundred years of cultivation, and one bolt of lightning leaves you like this?”
The Witch God was so angry his mouth twisted.
If not for you, you little bastard, would I be in this state?
“I’ll kill you.” Ignoring his injuries, the Witch God scrambled up and charged at Ye Qiu.
With the second tribulation gone and the third yet to come, he aimed to kill Ye Qiu in the gap.
“Wait!”
Ye Qiu shouted again, “The tribulation’s coming.”
Having learned from before, the Witch God was more cautious, stopping at Ye Qiu’s words and looking up.
The thunderclouds hadn’t dispersed, still brewing the tribulation, but it didn’t seem like it would strike soon.
“Hmph, still trying to stall? Think I’m a three-year-old? Die!”
The Witch God charged.
“Boom—”
A sudden deafening roar nearly burst eardrums, as a cascade of lightning fell.
This time, it wasn’t a single bolt but an entire wave, surging with electric arcs, like a sea of thunder, as if it could destroy the heavens and earth.
The dazzling light was blinding.
The lightning connected heaven and earth, like a galactic cascade from the nine heavens, terrifying beyond measure.
“Boom!”
The thunder shook the world.
The Witch God’s heart tightened, a chill running through him, he felt death looming close.
In a critical moment, desperate to survive, he ignored killing Ye Qiu and sped towards the cave.
Ye Qiu, watching him closely, intercepted the Witch God the moment he moved.
“Get lost!”
The Witch God condensed his ten streams of true qi into his palm, striking at Ye Qiu from a distance, while leaping over Ye Qiu’s head towards the cliff.
Ye Qiu’s fingers instantly unleashed six beams of sword qi to block the Witch God, his body like a gust of wind, quickly catching up.
Then, the lightning struck.
“Boom!”
Ye Qiu and the Witch God were both sent flying.
Ye Qiu’s skin split, his body charred, faint golden blood splattering everywhere.
The Witch God was in an even worse state.
Having been struck twice before and already injured, this tribulation broke countless bones, and he crashed into the dirt, utterly wretched.
In the distance, thousands of Dragon Gate disciples and two hundred Nether King Hall warriors were stunned, staring unblinkingly at Ye Qiu and the Witch God amidst the tribulation.
Tang Fei and the others shivered with cold sweat.
“What kind of freak is Ye Qiu, triggering such a terrifying tribulation?”
“The tribulation is too horrifying, it feels like it could annihilate everything.”
“Can Ye Qiu hold on?”
On the other side, Su Luoying and Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes were filled with deep worry.
“Xiaoxiao, you’ve been with Young Master Ye for so long, you know him well, do you think he can survive the tribulation?”
Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Su Luoying, seeing the tension in her expression, and her heart skipped a beat.
Could Sister…?
But they’ve only met once!
Before Su Xiaoxiao could speak, a “boom” sounded, and the fourth tribulation descended.
This tribulation was more terrifying than the previous three, like a star crashing down.
Ye Qiu soared into the sky, facing the lightning head-on.
As the lightning drew closer, Ye Qiu suddenly darted, appearing above the Witch God’s head, and in the split second before it struck him, he moved aside.
“Boom!”
The lightning struck directly on the Witch God’s crown.
Instantly, his skull split open, brain matter spilling out.
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The lightning was originally aimed at Ye Qiu, but he cleverly dodged, letting it strike the Witch God instead.
“Boom!”
The lightning hit the Witch God’s crown, splitting his skull, brain matter bursting out, and he died instantly.
Ye Qiu was shocked, he hadn’t expected the lightning’s power to be so immense, capable of killing a second-ranked God List master.
Terrifying!
Still, Ye Qiu was satisfied with the outcome, at least the Witch God was finally dead.
Unbeknownst to him, his actions had angered the heavenly tribulation.
The tribulation represented the will of the heavens, not to be challenged, and Ye Qiu’s use of the Witch God to block the lightning was a provocation.
“Boom!”
The fifth tribulation descended.
A massive bolt of lightning pierced the heavens, like a world-shaking dragon diving from the nine skies.
Before it even neared, Ye Qiu felt a destructive crisis, making his heart race and his breathing laboured.
He stood still, waiting until the tribulation was about to strike him before moving.
“Whoosh!”
Ye Qiu’s body brushed past the Witch God’s.
“Boom!”
The lightning chased, instantly splitting the Witch God’s body in half at the waist.
Blood sprayed everywhere.
Ye Qiu dodged another tribulation.
The Dragon Gate disciples, seeing this, were overjoyed, shouting excitedly, “The Witch God is dead, the Witch God is dead!”
“The leader killed that old bastard!”
“The leader is too awesome!”
Compared to their excitement, Qilin and the others looked grave, though the Witch God was dead, the tribulation wasn’t over, and Ye Qiu was still in great danger.
Tang Fei clenched his fists, palms sweaty from tension, and whispered, “Can Ye Qiu do it?”
“I believe in the boss, he’ll definitely survive the tribulation,” Han Long said, though his heart was pounding with doubt.
Qilin said, “Master Longbrow said Ye Qiu carries great destiny, I believe he can survive.”
Su Luoying and Su Xiaoxiao stared at Ye Qiu, their faces pale with worry.
“Young Master Ye, you can do it,” Su Luoying whispered.
Her voice was soft, but Su Xiaoxiao heard it, glancing at her and seeing the deep concern in her eyes.
“Oh no, Sister’s really fallen for Ye Qiu…”
As the thought crossed Su Xiaoxiao’s mind, a deafening “boom” rang out, nearly bursting her eardrums.
Looking up, the sixth tribulation had arrived.
The heavens trembled.
A purple bolt of lightning, radiating blinding light, dazzling and brilliant, fell like a massive star from the horizon, utterly terrifying.
Seeing this tribulation, Ye Qiu had one thought—escape!
He darted onto the cliff, trying to evade, but the tribulation seemed to have eyes, chasing him relentlessly.
“Boom!”
The tribulation engulfed the cliff, destroying hundreds of stilt houses instantly, even half the cliff was obliterated.
Dust filled the air.
The sixth tribulation vanished.
After a long while, when the dust settled, the crowd realised Ye Qiu was gone.
“Where’s Ye Qiu?”
“Why can’t we see him?”
“He was on the cliff, and the tribulation chased him, could he have…”
“No, we have to find Ye Qiu!” Tang Fei shouted, but as the group prepared to move, Qilin’s voice rang out.
“No one move!”
Qilin stared gravely at the sky, “The thunderclouds haven’t dispersed, the tribulation isn’t over, getting involved now won’t help Ye Qiu, it’ll only drag you down.”
Tang Fei snapped, “We can’t worry about that, we have to find Ye Qiu…”
Cough, cough!
Suddenly, a coughing sound came from the cliff.
Then, Ye Qiu emerged from the rubble, covered in dust, looking utterly dishevelled, blood on his lips.
Seeing he was alive, the crowd erupted in joy.
“Ye Qiu’s not dead, that’s great!”
“I knew he’d survive the tribulation!”
“Let’s hope the heavens are kind, and the next tribulation is weaker.”
“Boom!”
The seventh tribulation descended.
Surging electric arcs and tidal waves of lightning seemed ready to shatter everything.
“This should be the final tribulation, if I survive this, I’m safe,” Ye Qiu thought.
Following his previous tactic, when the tribulation was dozens of metres away, he darted aside to dodge.
But this tribulation not only chased him but moved with terrifying speed.
In a blink, the lightning was at his back.
Ye Qiu felt a scorching pain, as if in a furnace, his skin splitting.
His body was incredibly tough, yet the tribulation, not even hitting him, was this terrifying, if it struck, he’d likely be doomed.
Ye Qiu drew a lightning talisman, boosting his speed to the max, shifting positions countless times to shake off the tribulation’s pursuit.
But the seventh tribulation seemed to have a mind of its own, seeing through his intent, chasing him relentlessly, unwilling to stop until he was dead.
Unable to dodge or escape, there was only one option.
Face it head-on!
Ye Qiu stopped, activated the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, channelling all his strength into his right arm, and threw a punch.
“Roar—”
A dragon’s cry echoed.
Two streams of innate true qi surged from his fist, meeting the lightning.
A shocking scene unfolded.
The two streams of innate true qi blocked the tribulation!
Ye Qiu was stunned, thinking he’d seen wrong, he rubbed his eyes and looked again, seeing the two streams colliding with the lightning, occasionally emitting joyful dragon cries, as if alive.
Initially a foot long, after the lightning’s baptism, they grew to over a metre, like two young dragons, shimmering with golden light.
How could this be?
Ye Qiu was baffled, how could his innate true qi block the lightning?
What was going on?
As he stood shocked, a bolt of electricity shot from the lightning, striking him.
Ye Qiu flew sideways, his body battered, wounds exposing bones, nearly torn apart.
This was just a single arc, yet its power was immense, if not for the innate true qi blocking the tribulation, he’d likely be reduced to nothing.
“Bang!”
Another arc shot from the lightning, Ye Qiu like a lone boat in a tsunami, struck mercilessly and engulfed.
Two minutes later, the arcs vanished, revealing Ye Qiu, charred black like coal, standing motionless.
“Did Ye Qiu survive the tribulation?”
“No, I can’t sense his life force.”
As Tang Fei and Qilin spoke, with a “thud,” Ye Qiu’s body fell straight to the ground.
Miracle Doctor Chapter 900
Ye Qiu’s body lay motionless on the ground, lifeless.
The sudden turn of events terrified Tang Fei and the others.
“No, Ye Qiu failed to survive the tribulation.”
“What do we do?”
“Medic, medic…”
Tang Fei shouted, urging the medics to check Ye Qiu’s condition.
“I’m a doctor,” Su Luoying said, lifting her skirt and running towards Ye Qiu.
“Can she do it?” Long Ye doubted Su Luoying’s medical skills.
Su Xiaoxiao said, “My sister is the top divine physician of Miaojiang, her skills are no less than Director Ye’s.”
“Oh?” Long Ye was surprised.
Su Luoying reached Ye Qiu, seeing his charred, torn body, her eyes reddened, and tears fell uncontrollably.
She grasped his wrist.
No pulse!
Su Luoying’s mind went blank.
“How’s Ye Qiu?” Tang Fei and the others approached, asking urgently.
Su Luoying remained silent, tears streaming down, unaware of why she felt such pain for someone she’d only met today, unable to suppress her grief.
“What’s wrong with Ye Qiu? Speak!” Tang Fei shouted at her.
Seeing Su Luoying’s expression, Su Xiaoxiao knew something was wrong and said, “Let me check Director Ye.”
She took Ye Qiu’s pulse.
Her face paled instantly.
“How’s the boss?” Han Long asked.
Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Han Long, then at Tang Fei and the others, seeing their expectant gazes, she hesitated before saying, “No pulse, Director Ye, he’s dead.”
Dead!
Tang Fei felt as if struck by lightning, nearly collapsing.
Before coming, the War God had repeatedly stressed to protect Ye Qiu at all costs, now that Ye Qiu was dead, how could he face the War God?
“Ye Qiu can’t be dead!”
“He definitely isn’t dead!”
“You must be mistaken!”
“Medic, medic…”
Tang Fei shouted, and two medics rushed over.
“Check Ye Qiu quickly,” Tang Fei urged.
The two medics examined Ye Qiu together, exchanged a glance, and one reported to Tang Fei.
“Report, sir, Dr. Ye is deceased.”
What!
Tang Fei, overcome with grief, fainted on the spot.
Qilin and the others paled, their sorrow unconcealed.
Ye Qiu was their brother, the leader of Dragon Gate, with the Nine Thousand Years dead and now Ye Qiu, they felt the sky had collapsed!
“Brother Ye Qiu!” Zhao Hu cried out, kneeling, sobbing uncontrollably.
Han Long turned away, wiping tears secretly.
Qilin muttered, “No, Ye Qiu wouldn’t die like this. Master Longbrow said he carries great destiny, favored by the heavens, he’s not short-lived, he can’t be dead.”
“You two, start emergency treatment.”
“Save Ye Qiu at all costs!”
Qilin shouted at the medics.
The two medics stepped aside, bowing slightly, saying to Qilin, “Please accept our condolences!”
“Condolences, my ass!” Qilin kicked the speaking medic, roaring, “Ye Qiu isn’t dead, save him!”
The medics didn’t move.
“Su Xiaoxiao, you’re a doctor, you can save Ye Qiu, right?” Qilin asked, eyes red.
Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head, tears welling, and said apologetically, “I’m sorry.”
Thud!
Qilin slumped to the ground, his heart ashen, after a while, he looked up, saw the thunderclouds still lingering, drew a knife, stood, and pointed at the sky, roaring, “You caused Ye Qiu’s death, I’ll destroy you!”
With that, Qilin charged at the lightning with his knife.
“Pfft!”
His blade struck empty air.
The lightning vanished suddenly, and two streams of innate true qi let out joyful dragon cries, swiftly returning to Ye Qiu’s body.
“Snap!”
Suddenly, Ye Qiu’s charcoal-like body twitched.
“He moved, Young Master Ye moved!” Su Luoying shouted, overjoyed.
Everyone looked at Ye Qiu.
“Snap!”
Ye Qiu’s blackened hand pressed against the ground, slowly pushing himself up, though his body was charred, his eyes were strikingly clear.
Opening his eyes, he saw Su Luoying’s beautiful face.
“You’re alive?”
Su Luoying looked at him, tears turning to a radiant smile, outshining the landscape.
Stunning!
Ye Qiu paused, asking, “Why are you here?”
“I…” Su Luoying wanted to explain but didn’t know what to say, summoning courage from nowhere, she stepped forward and hugged Ye Qiu.
A unique, pure fragrance filled his senses.
Ye Qiu’s heart stirred.
But soon, he noticed something odd, Su Luoying’s body was icy, like unmelting frost.
Such heavy cold qi!
Ye Qiu wanted to check her pulse to discern her condition, but Su Luoying suddenly pulled away.
“My body carries heavy cold qi, I’m afraid it might affect you,” she said, glancing at him, her face flushing as she lowered her head.
Seeing this, Su Xiaoxiao, on impulse, also hugged Ye Qiu.
“Director Ye, I was so worried!”
Ye Qiu felt an overwhelming presence, and with so many people around, he grew embarrassed, gently pushing Su Xiaoxiao away, smiling, “I’m fine.”
Qilin approached Ye Qiu.
“Brother, I knew you’d be okay,” Qilin said, opening his arms for a hug.
“Get lost!” Ye Qiu glared at him, scoffing, “I don’t do guys.”
Everyone burst into laughter.
Qilin wasn’t embarrassed.
Ye Qiu patted Qilin’s shoulder, smiling, “The tribulation was strong, but my life’s tougher.”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine now.”
“Brother Zhao Hu, Han Long, sorry for worrying you… huh!” Ye Qiu noticed Tang Fei, asking, “What’s wrong with Old Tang?”
Long Ye explained, “Old Tang thought you were gone, fainted from grief.”
Ye Qiu felt a wave of warmth.
Long Ye grinned, “I’ll wake Old Tang, let him rejoice.”
“No,” Ye Qiu stopped him, saying, “Old Tang’s been exhausted these days, let him rest.”
“Alright,” Long Ye nodded.
Ye Qiu continued, “Everyone, fall back to your positions, I have something to take care of.”
They retreated.
Ye Qiu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and activated the Nine-Turn Dragon Art.
After a while, “crack!”
The charred layer on his body peeled off, revealing new, jade-like skin.
About fifteen minutes later, “roar—”
“Roar—”
“Roar—”
Three dragon cries echoed, and three streams of innate true qi burst from Ye Qiu’s crown.
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