Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 617: He’s Going to Self-Destruct

Chapter 617: Chapter 617: He’s Going to Self-Destruct

Seeing the sword that had half-penetrated Yuan Shan’s body, Tang Yue’er was initially stunned, her mouth slightly open, wanting to speak but unable to utter a single word. Tears flowed down her face like a breached dam, instantly drenching her cheeks.

"Boom!"

Yuan Shan let out an angry roar and swung a palm forward.

A black-clad, masked powerhouse was struck by this palm blow, spewing blood, and sent flying with severe injuries.

However, this was just the beginning. Immediately afterward, six more identically dressed black-clothed, masked powerhouses surrounded Yuan Shan, each holding a sharp sword in their hands.

"Yue’er, run!"

Yuan Shan mustered all his strength to bellow toward Tang Yue’er’s direction, then turned around and charged at the six masked powerhouses, the bloodied half of the sword still lodged in his body.

It was only at this moment that Tang Yue’er recovered her wits and let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Master!"

Celestial Yin Energy burst forth instantly, and the aura of a martial artist in the King Realm Mid-stage surged dramatically. She sprang into action and dashed forward.

"Don’t come over!"

Yuan Shan bellowed: "You are no match for them, get as far away as you can!"

Each of the seven masked powerhouses exuded the aura of a warrior in Half-step Emperor Realm Early Stage, with only one severely injured by Yuan Shan’s palm strike, but the remaining six still retained their peak fighting strength.

Despite Yuan Shan being an Emperor Middle Stage Realm strong, he had only just broken through to the Emperor Middle Stage after taking a Spirit Ascending Pill, and his cultivation had not yet solidified. He was caught off guard by an assassination attempt and stabbed through by a sword. Now, he could barely maintain the cultivation correspond to the Early-stage Emperor Realm.

But having been grievously wounded by the sword, the longer the battle dragged on, the heavier his injuries would become, and the more his strength would diminish.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that Yuan Shan could still maintain his cultivation at Early-stage Emperor Realm, one of the masked powerhouses let out a cold snort: "Your defiant struggle is futile; you must die today!"

"Brothers, there’s no need to rush to conclude the battle. Just hold him off for a moment, we won’t even need to lift a finger, he will fall first!"

The remaining six martial artists immediately circled Yuan Shan, cooperating exquisitely, a level of coordination that could only be cultivated through long-term combat.

Tang Yue’er, stopped by Yuan Shan’s shout, stood there anxiously watching Yuan Shan trapped in the middle.

She was only a martial artist in the King Realm Mid-stage, while the six masked powerhouses were all at Half-step Emperor Realm Early Stage. Even if she rushed in, she couldn’t help Yuan Shan; instead, she would become a burden.

"You bunch of cowardly rats, show yourselves if you dare, and fight me fairly instead of circling around me!"

Yuan Shan’s face was suffused with anger. As soon as he exerted force to charge at a masked powerhouse, the opponent instantly dodged away.

If it were not for the ambush, these rats wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

The initial ambush, the sword piercing through his body, seemed to have injured his internal organs, and now fresh blood continuously trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Even his Early-stage Emperor Realm cultivation was hard to maintain, and it continued to decline.

Yuan Shan felt extremely frustrated. If the enemy confronted him head-on, he would be able to kill a few of them by relying on his higher cultivation. But it was clear that the enemy wanted to drag out the battle, waiting for his cultivation to continue to fall.

"No good! If this drags on, I’ll die from my wounds without these rats having to do anything."

Yuan Shan thought to himself in desperation.

Tang Yue’er watched Yuan Shan trapped, feeling extremely anxious.

Suddenly, she thought of something, hurriedly took out a Minor Rejuvenation Pill, and shouted toward Yuan Shan: "Master!"

Yuan Shan turned around instinctively and saw Tang Yue’er tossing him a pill.

He caught the Minor Rejuvenation Pill with joy, not even asking Tang Yue’er what pill it was before swallowing it.

As soon as the Minor Rejuvenation Pill dissolved in his mouth, a violent energy burst forth within his body, coursing through his meridians.

Within just a few breaths, Yuan Shan, whose cultivation abruptly plummeted, suddenly erupted with a powerful aura, nearly returning him to his peak state.

Yuan Shan’s eyes instantly brightened; he had thought that today he would fall into the hands of these vermin, but unexpectedly, a mere elixir not only stopped his cultivation from declining but also restored him towards his peak condition.

One of the masked strong men said, "Not good, he has taken an elixir that recovers spiritual power. Let’s act together, injure him severely first!"

The moment the words fell, he took the lead and charged at Yuan Shan with his sword.

The other five strong men also made their moves almost simultaneously.

As for the one who initially ambushed Yuan Shan, his gaze filled with murderous intent was now fixed on Tang Yue’er.

"You wretched woman, how dare you spoil our plan, I will kill you first!"

With a roaring shout, he charged towards Tang Yue’er.

Tang Yue’er firmly gripped the Cold Moon, a chilling murderous intent flickering in her eyes—this bastard had ambushed her teacher earlier; otherwise, given her teacher’s cultivation, he never would have been pushed to such a dire strait.

"Think I’m a pushover?"

Tang Yue’er gritted her teeth. As the opponent drew closer, she suddenly stomped on the ground and vanished from her spot.

At this moment, the aura she emitted was comparable to that of a late-stage King Realm.

The masked strong man who had thought of killing Tang Yue’er first, his complexion changed dramatically, never had he imagined that such a frail-looking woman could actually be a mid-stage King Realm Martial Artist.

Originally a half-step into the Emperor Realm Early Stage, after the successful ambush on Yuan Shan, he got seriously injured by Yuan Shan’s palm strike and now could only exert the cultivation of an Initial Stage King Realm.

Facing Tang Yue’er, whose cultivation was challenging that of the late-stage King Realm, he had no choice but to evade her sharp edge.

"Think of escaping now? Too late!"

Just at that moment, Tang Yue’er appeared in front of him, wielding the Cold Moon Dagger, and her right hand wielding the Cold Moon abruptly slashed forward.

"Thud!"

Blood splattered; the dagger sliced across the opponent’s throat.

The masked strong man’s eyes were wide with pupils full of the terror of dying; his hands tightly clutched at his throat, but he couldn’t stop the gush of blood.

"Bang!"

His body fell heavily to the ground, and the blood staining the earth red; to death, his eyes wide open, filled with fear.

Tang Yue’er’s face was covered in blood. Looking at the masked strong man she had just killed, she was panting heavily, as if she had just run a full marathon.

Meanwhile, the six masked men besieging Yuan Shan fought more fiercely, with every move infused with killing intent and terrifying force.

The Minor Rejuvenation Pill offered an even greater boost to a King Realm Martial Artist’s cultivation, but as an Emperor Realm Strong, the effects of the Minor Rejuvenation Pill were fleeting for Yuan Shan.

After enduring a high-intensity one versus six battle, Yuan Shan’s injuries grew even more severe, and at some point, the sword that had pierced his body had been drawn out, and the blood flowing from the wound had soaked his clothes red.

"He’s about to fall, brothers push harder, in one effort, let’s cut him down!"

The lead masked strong man suddenly unleashed a command, exploding with full force as he swung his sword at Yuan Shan.

Yuan Shan’s body was covered with shocking sword wounds, every wound deep enough to reveal bone.

Looking at Yuan Shan’s tragic figure, Tang Yue’er bit her red lips tightly, her eyes filled with intense hatred.

"It seems that today is truly the day I die in the Secular World."

Yuan Shan suddenly let out a sigh of helplessness, then a trace of madness appeared on his lips, and scanning the masked strong men, he gritted his teeth and said, "A bunch of vermin, even if I die, I’ll take you down with me!"

Upon his declaration, a furious aura exploded from within him, and his body already scarred with wounds started to slightly swell.

The lead masked strong man’s complexion changed abruptly, and he shouted loudly: "Not good, he’s going to self-destruct, retreat quickly!"