Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 730: Battle, Fight to the Death

Chapter 730: Chapter 730: Battle, Fight to the Death

"Boom!"

Finally, the two collided.

Under the clash of strength against strength, neither retreated.

Above the twin blades, the bursting power spread out, forming ripples, and diffusing into the surroundings.

At the same time, cracks seemed to appear in the air around them.

This was the power that shredded space; anyone who approached would be torn to pieces.

Even the hardest rocks would turn to dust and ash.

At the same time, their bodies also began to crack bit by bit.

As gusts of wind swept past, Lin Fan’s body acquired countless wounds.

Blood flowed out but then merged with the blood blade in his hand, while the Drought’s body also began to crumble bit by bit.

Though there was no bleeding, it shattered like a dry stone sculpture.

Yet on its face, not a trace of pain could be seen.

On the contrary, due to extreme excitement, its face became ferocious and twisted.

"Boom!"

Finally, with a loud explosion, the two separated once again.

Lin Fan collapsed onto the ground, his body covered in grotesque wounds.

Drenched in sweat, he lay there, gasping heavily.

Clearly, his physical strength had reached its limits.

However, the Drought was in a worse condition.

With its legs broken, it lay on the ground like a shattered statue.

The lava-formed sword, now weightlessly supported, turned to ash.

"Hahahaha..."

Unexpectedly, the ragged Drought suddenly burst into loud laughter.

As if turning into such a state was a delightful thing.

"Di Xin... truly exhilarating, this is so exhilarating... Such a pity that this cannot happen every day, I can only kill you once, this is so unfair... I really wish I could kill you every day... Only then would it be my happy world..."

Supporting its broken body, the Drought slowly sat up.

At the same time, myriad streams of lava quickly surged from the ground onto the stone platform and rapidly fused into its body.

Merely within the blink of an eye, its body was restored as before.

"Unfortunately... you will not get your wish... I will absolutely not be killed by you!"

Lin Fan also pushed himself to stand up.

Picking up the dagger from the ground, he was extremely weakened.

But his blood-red eyes still brimmed with intense fighting spirit.

Not subduing to heaven, not yielding to earth.

He is the human emperor of this world, fighting heavenly tribulations and earthly calamities with his mortal flesh.

"If it were anywhere else, perhaps you would have that chance, but here, I am the supreme god, and you are nothing more than an existence as trivial as an ant, dreaming of shaking the heavens and the earth!"

With the great sword once again reformed in its hand, the Drought looked at Lin Fan across from it.

Now completely exhausted, he had no chance of fighting back.

"If heaven and earth are unjust, even an ant can shake the world. Humans are not the pets of gods; the gods have no right to use human lives as their playthings!"

Lin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his blood-red eyes full of anger.

The existence of the Nine Corpses was the so-called gods’ mischief.

The excuse of testing human nature was utterly unacceptable to Lin Fan.

Therefore, he intended to shake this unjust and dim world with his mortal flesh.

He did so a thousand years ago and is still doing so a thousand years later.

"If an ant tries to shake the heavens, it is courting self-destruction. This world is not something humans can govern, including your life, which is just a toy in my hands—die now!"

The Drought laughed maniacally, raising the sword in its hand.

Just as it gathered power, preparing to kill him with one strike.

A beam of light suddenly enveloped Lin Fan.

The warmth filled his body, and as he abruptly looked up, Lin Fan sensed something.

"Lin Fan... my king... I’ve taken over the core of the Spirit Gathering Array, now it’s your turn to perform!"

Ning Mengyao’s voice, appeared at his ear.

At this moment, Lin Fan could finally see clearly the center of the light, where Ning Mengyao revealed her fox form, enveloped in a transparent sphere of light.

At this moment, her eyes were tightly closed, fused with the entire array.

That meant she had become the Spirit Gathering Array, and the Spirit Gathering Array had become a part of her body.

So here, she could restore whomever she wished, granting them the power of immortality.

"Meng Yao, thank you!"

Unaware of the reason, Lin Fan only felt infinite power within his body.

Facing the slashing broadsword, he merely slowly raised his hand.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a booming sound, ripples once again stirred through the air.

The tremendous recoil sent the Drought flying backward.

"How could this be!"

The Drought, lying on the ground, was astonished as it looked at Lin Fan in front of him.

Enveloped in light, he had completely recovered his peak condition.

Meanwhile, the Drought’s inexhaustible power was quickly draining away.

"It’s great having you!"

Looking at Ning Mengyao in the sky, a smile appeared on Lin Fan’s lips.

Whenever danger arose, there was always a fair maiden to aid him, which was his greatest blessing.

At present, the tables had turned, and Lin Fan advanced step by step towards the Drought.

Regarding him with disdain, he coldly looked down at him.

"Now I ask you once again, submit to me, and you might survive. Choose your own fate!"

"I’d rather die than live, and in a thousand years, I will rise again!"

Without the array’s support, the Drought could not move at all.

Powerlessly lying there, it stared directly into Lin Fan’s eyes.

As a mighty despot, it understood the rule that the victors are lords and the losers are outlaws.

He had not expected to lose again after a thousand years.

"Don’t mention a thousand years, even ten thousand would be fine. I will not bow to heaven or gods. Come at me if you dare!"

Lin Fan slowly opened his palm.

As a surge of fierce energy burst forth, the Drought instantly turned to ash and disappeared from this world.

"Boom!"

But just then, the entire array suddenly began to shake.

Countless streams of magma burst violently as if the underground palace had lost its support, and numerous rocks rapidly fell.

"What’s going on!"

Lin Fan hurriedly looked up, gazing toward Ning Mengyao who was still hovering at the apex.

"The soul of the Drought was connected to the entire array. Now that it has vanished in both form and spirit, the array has lost its support, and I can’t maintain the existence of all the divine tombs. Quickly get Xu Zhi Rou out; I’ll pave you a new way!"

Ning Mengyao’s voice came, still composed, clearly foreseeing that this would happen.

"What about you... What will you do if I leave!"

Seeing one pillar after another collapsing, Lin Fan asked anxiously.

If he and Xu Zhi Rou escaped, what would happen to Ning Mengyao.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. As a price, I must stay here for a while, but rest assured, once I break through the complete nine-tail form, I can escape. Then, I will come to find you. Go quickly... I can’t hold on much longer!"

Ning Mengyao’s voice grew tired, and the magma was rising rapidly.

Almost all the pillars had collapsed.

The Spirit Gathering Array was about to lose its function.