Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1617 - 1618: All Have Arrived

Chapter 1617: Chapter 1618: All Have Arrived

"Senior sister?"

Bai Huang, caught off guard inside the tomb, looked up in shock, staring in disbelief at the scene unfolding before him.

He knew Yu Yanshu was strong—far stronger than he could ever hope to be when her realm was lower than his. Now, she had left him in the dust, ahead by leagues.

Yet, what was happening before his eyes still stirred torrents within Bai Huang’s heart.

Awe, admiration, submission... and even a trace of envy.

Yu Yanshu, who had previously only talked about holding off the two enemies, had now killed one. Yet, her heart remained unnervingly calm.

It was as if she were merely a spectator to all of this, a serenity far surpassing Bai Huang’s chaotic emotions.

Feeling Bai Huang affected by the commotion beneath the ground, she lowered her gaze and coldly spoke.

"Why are you dazing off? I’m giving you time to act!"

Bai Huang froze momentarily, snapping back to reality and shifting his focus to the tomb.

Within the boundless tomb, Bai Huang sensed countless familiar presences—some imprinted in his memory, others whose names he couldn’t even recall. These overlapping energies were overwhelmingly chaotic.

Among the presences aware of the plight of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, some seemed to recognize Bai Huang, attempting to help him search for something.

Yet, they didn’t know what Bai Huang sought. Neither did Bai Huang fully understand the intent of the remnant souls that couldn’t directly convey their consciousness. Thus, he found himself stuck in a deadlock.

I must find Grandpa!

Bai Huang clenched his fists in determination. He believed that if he could locate Grandpa’s resting place, he would be guided to the very destination he needed to reach.

The greatest secret within the Qingqiu Mausoleum.

Boom!

The sound of another explosion echoed above. In the distance, Wan Qiu True Master’s battle remained effortless.

The Elder of the Luo Clan, clearly outmatched, was visibly stalling for time. For Wan Qiu True Master, who sought nothing from this encounter, merely maintaining the current status was sufficient, avoiding reckless moves for a decisive strike.

On the other hand, Yu Yanshu, having killed one Nascent Soul, was clearly trapped in a dire situation. The vast disparity in realms had left Yu Yanshu on the verge of mana exhaustion, now solely relying on the elixir Su Chengyu had given her before her departure from Lijing.

Fortunately, Yu Yanshu masked her condition exceptionally well; the Luo Clan Nascent Soul hadn’t noticed, still marveling at Yu Yanshu for killing his companion earlier.

Everything was proceeding so seamlessly, exactly as desired. The senior masters and his senior sister had bought him precious time, yet...

Where is it?

Bai Huang, clenching his fists tighter, couldn’t stop a growing agitation within his heart.

The success of others contrasted sharply with his own struggles, and the stark disparity made Bai Huang all the more desperate to locate Grandpa’s tomb.

He expanded his Divine Sense and heightened his sensory abilities.

Long accustomed to his humanoid form, Bai Huang began exhibiting unusual fur and claws due to his current volatile state.

Fully engrossed in searching the tomb, Bai Huang hadn’t noticed that, even though he wasn’t cultivating at the moment, he had entered a state of demonic deviation.

The Demon Clan was branded as heretical for a reason.

Their liberation of beast instincts rendered them uncontrollable, eventually plunging themselves into the abyss.

Bai Huang was perilously close to such a state now. And at this precise moment, neither Yu Yanshu with her Primordial Eye nor Wan Qiu True Master, at near supreme levels of cultivation, noticed what was happening with Bai Huang—both preoccupied with their own battles.

As Bai Huang’s mana began stagnating, flowing in reverse while his meridians spiraled chaotically, a clear voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Focus your thoughts, merge Heaven and Yuan as one."

"Who? Who’s speaking?"

The unexpected voice jolted Bai Huang from his state, leaving him stunned. Before he could react, the voice echoed in his mind again.

"Don’t concern yourself with who I am. Just know that if you continue as you are, you’ll soon completely lose all control over yourself."

The voice, transmitted as if from a thousand miles away, grew louder and more urgent, signifying the speaker’s rapid approach.

Bai Huang furrowed his brows and instinctively responded.

"But..."

"No buts! If you don’t want Su Chengyu to end up pointing a sword at you himself, then do as I say! Otherwise, when he turns his back on you, don’t count on me to vouch for you!"

The mention of Su Chengyu instantly jolted Bai Huang from his hesitation.

Disregarding who the voice belonged to, Bai Huang took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the ground.

As Bai Huang’s state of mind began to settle, the mana surging backward within his body finally grew obedient.

In mid-air, Yu Yanshu noticed Bai Huang’s strange actions on the ground and furrowed her brows in confusion, unable to understand why Bai Huang had chosen to cultivate at such a moment.

It was in this momentary hesitation that the Luo Clan Nascent Soul seized the opportunity. A magic sword broke through Yu Yanshu’s protective barrier, piercing straight toward her face.

The sudden strike caught Yu Yanshu completely off guard. She tried to resist, but her depleted mana failed her yet again.

Boom!

Golden light illuminated the entire Qingqiu Mausoleum as the colossal shadow of a Golden Dragon appeared before Yu Yanshu, blocking the attack.

Yu Yanshu stared in disbelief at the scene, recognizing the Golden Dragon but wholly unable to comprehend what had just happened.

"Traveling Dragon?"

Lowering her gaze to the True Dragon Armor she wore, Yu Yanshu knew there was a remnant soul of a True Dragon serving as the Artifact Spirit within it.

Yet an Artifact Spirit was merely a spirit—it couldn’t manifest or take physical form. So what exactly was this Traveling Dragon before her eyes?

"Scram!"

Boom!

Accompanying the resonance of a dragon’s roar was a rough, booming human voice. The dragon’s claws swept across, instantly sending the Luo Clan Nascent Soul flying.

The strange turn of events further shattered Yu Yanshu’s understanding, though it confirmed that the anomaly wasn’t caused by the True Dragon Armor but by someone intervening from behind.

"May I ask—are you Senior Ao Tian?"

"Hah, you’ve got sharp eyes. That little fox over there didn’t even guess who I was. But, to be fair, he’s an Ancient Variant, so it’s normal for him not to recognize me."

The manifestation of the True Dragon Armor’s remnant soul was none other than Long Ao Tian himself, who had arrived much later than Su Chengyu to the Luo Clan’s Blessed Realm!

"Ancient Qing Dragon, one of the Four Saints. I never thought tagging along with these two children would lead me to witness such a sight."

Wan Qiu True Master, unaware of Long Ao Tian’s presence, nevertheless immediately recognized his true form.

Long Ao Tian glanced over, confirmed that Wan Qiu wasn’t an enemy, and spoke proactively. "Hey, human over there. Hold the fort for a little longer; my true form is still a bit of a distance away."

"How long?"

"Hmm... About a quarter of an hour?"

"Oh? Just a quarter of an hour? Is that enough for you to deal with that Luo Clan Elder on your side? You won’t need some extra time?"

"Cut the chatter! Quarter of an hour means quarter of an hour; I said it, didn’t I?"