Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 727: Terrifying Killing Intent

Chapter 727: Chapter 727: Terrifying Killing Intent

The vast underground palace was like a real-life purgatory.

The ground magma continuously erupted, shooting up into the sky occasionally.

Falling on the iron chains, it could directly heat the iron chains thick as an arm to red hot.

That eerie scene truly tightened one’s heart.

"Oh my God, who designed this place? It’s literally like bringing the eighteen levels of hell up here,"

Xu Zhi Rou stood at the exit and couldn’t help swallowing her saliva.

Perhaps because of her reincarnation from an ice corpse, she had a natural fear of this magma.

Even though there was some distance, her palms were already sweating.

Her whole body trembled too, daring not to step forward.

"What is that light?"

Ning Mengyao raised her head to look at the light source, but it was too dazzling, like staring directly at the sun.

"That must be the eye of the Spirit Gathering Array, and that stone coffin is the core area of the entire Spirit Gathering Array. The spiritual power there is the most abundant. I can’t believe the Drought tribe has such strong power. If I had known this earlier, I should have wiped them out back then!"

Lin Fan clenched his fist, the Drought’s strong aura seemed to awaken countless memories in him.

They fought bitterly for three years with both sides losing over a million, a battle even more tragic than depicted in the Investiture of the Gods.

In the end, Di Xin barely defeated the enemy with the help of the water corpses and ice corpses.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, upon meeting again, it was the strongest opponent he faced.

"Okay, this Spirit Gathering Array is too powerful, and the aura of the Drought is very violent. You two don’t go forward anymore, leave the rest to me; today I must destroy the stone coffin."

Lin Fan held a dagger, and although he didn’t have the Xuanyuan Sword as in the past, this Divine Weapon of the demon-eliminating family was a good tool to use against the Drought, so he had to complete the next part of the journey alone.

"Then you have to be careful, I... will wait for you here..."

Xu Zhi Rou, although reluctant, knew she couldn’t be rash at such a time.

After all, she had only recovered a little bit of her strength, which was truly useless in this place.

If she followed, it would only hinder Lin Fan’s actions.

"Wait a minute..."

Ning Mengyao suddenly grabbed Lin Fan’s hand.

She hugged his face and fiercely kissed his lips.

After a long time, she reluctantly let go of his lips, revealing a stunning smile.

"Go ahead, we will wait for your triumphant return."

"Hmm!"

Without further words, Lin Fan stepped onto the iron chain bridge.

Watching his retreating figure, Xu Zhi Rou could only worry.

But suddenly, she noticed Ning Mengyao walking towards the other side.

"Meng Yao, where are you going?"

Seeing Ning Mengyao suddenly unleash seven fox tails and begin to climb the cliff, Xu Zhi Rou was completely baffled.

"Of course, it’s to help Lin Fan deal with the Drought Corpse."

As she watched Lin Fan walk away, Ning Mengyao finally said with a smile.

"Don’t be reckless, it’s their home field, and they even have the support of the Spirit Gathering Array. The two of us can’t help, come back, it’s dangerous."

Xu Zhi Rou hurriedly waved her hand but was met with a shake of the head from Ning Mengyao.

"You indeed can’t help now, but I can. Actually, I’ve remembered some things since earlier but haven’t told Lin Fan."

With a mysterious smile, Ning Mengyao said, "This Spirit Gathering Array wasn’t crafted by the Drought clan, but was completed with the cooperation of ancient ritualists. Originally, it wasn’t for reviving a Drought Corpse but to create a more powerful deity. Coincidentally, my ancestors were among those involved."

Although the nine corpses were transformed from the essence of heaven and earth, they certainly didn’t spring from stones, so the nine corpses naturally had their own clans. Among the people of Ning Mengyao’s clan, some had served as ritualists during the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, which was indeed a great honor.

The spells and formations used by the ritualists, passed down for thousands of years, included the divination techniques later attributed to Zhou Wenwang. In fact, they were all left by ancient ritualists, simply borrowing his name.

"So what are you going to do now?"

Xu Zhi Rou looked at Ning Mengyao with uncertainty.

Such an important matter, yet she hadn’t spoken about it before, clearly deliberately concealing it from Lin Fan.

Thus, the actions she was taking now seemed even stranger.

"As you’ve noticed, Lin Fan’s recovered power isn’t strong, and on their home field with the Spirit Gathering Array’s protection, he likely has no chance to kill the Drought Corpse, let alone take its power. So, I need to destroy the Spirit Gathering Array."

"Destroy it? Won’t that be very dangerous... I’ll go with you!"

Xu Zhi Rou sensed something was off; if there was no danger, there was no need for Ning Mengyao to have hidden it before.

"It won’t be dangerous, but since a giant spirit has formed, to destroy it, I have to replace it. Hence, I plan to enter the heart of the formation and take the Drought Corpse’s place. Then all will be out of his control, giving Lin Fan a chance to defeat him. But, sadly, I might be trapped in this grand formation for a while. Only by becoming strong enough can I break free. So, please tell Lin Fan that in the days without me, he must take good care of himself. I’ll try to complete my transformation as quickly as possible. Regardless of how long, I’ll come back to reunite with you all!"

Throughout the journey, Ning Mengyao had contemplated this matter, and everything was as she had expected.

Next, she had to sacrifice herself and retake control of the entire formation to help Lin Fan.

"Meng Yao... this is too serious... you should discuss it with Lin Fan..."

Xu Zhi Rou suddenly had tears in her eyes, pleading with Meng Yao in a tearful voice.

It turned out that all her carelessness along the way was to mask the truth.

"What are you crying for, don’t forget we are Mr. Wang’s women... If losing some freedom for a while can win him victory, wouldn’t you be willing? And I’m not going to die, just hurry with my cultivation. When I get out, I hope to see the Ice Corpse become the holy woman who is worthy to be Mr. Wang’s woman."

Ning Mengyao smiled at Xu Zhi Rou and blew her a kiss, "In the days I’m not here, remember to take good care of her for me. When I come out, I will favor you first. Alright, I’m leaving, wait for my return!"

The ever-talkative Ning Mengyao, controlling her seven fox tails, climbed toward the top of the cave.

The nimble her gradually disappeared into the light akin to that of the sun.

Xu Zhi Rou strained her neck, watching the direction in which Ning Mengyao disappeared.

The excitement and reluctance within her made her tears fall like broken pearls.

"You better cultivate well... I will definitely reclaim what’s mine... wait for me... when you come out, I will certainly give you a big surprise..."

Xu Zhi Rou cried out in grief, but just then, a thunderous noise came from the stone platform in the central area.

The stone coffin slowly opened, and a killing aura engulfed the entire underground palace.

The Drought Corpse, awoke!