Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1096: Still a Bit Weak

Chapter 1096: Chapter 1096: Still a Bit Weak

Han Xingyu was cautious by nature. Although she inwardly leaned towards helping Fang Bai, under the current murky circumstances, she would never make her stance clear, lest she be dragged into this strife and cause trouble for the Xuannv Sect.

If Zu Tiangang and the others gained the upper hand, Han Xingyu could only watch helplessly as Fang Bai was killed, then sigh with regret in her heart.

If Fang Bai managed to kill Zu Tiangang and the others, but in the process nearly exhausted his True Yuan, and then found himself unable to resist when surrounded and attacked by the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, that’s when Han Xingyu would step forward to speak on behalf of Fang Bai, and if necessary, physically intervene.

Han Xingyu believed that if she helped Fang Bai when he needed it most, it would be like sending charcoal in snowy weather; Fang Bai would surely be grateful and indebted to the Xuannv Sect, which would be even more beneficial for the sect.

Given that Fang Bai possessed both an intermediate level Alchemist and Artifact Refiner status, when the time came, would Fang Bai really have the heart to refuse if the Xuannv Sect asked for his help in Alchemy and Artifact Refining?

Atop the stone platform, Zu Tiangang and the fourteen Vast Level Experts from the Purple Flame Sect who formed the snake formation crazily circulated their True Yuan, each of them with their garments bulging, hair and beards flying, and eyes fierce.

The thirteen Vast Level Experts of the Purple Flame Sect behind Zu Tiangang used a secret technique to channel their own True Yuan through their arms and bodies into Zu Tiangang, who stood at the forefront.

Zu Tiangang stood erect with his fists tightly crossed in front of his chest. His face was already somewhat flushed, but as the True Yuan of the thirteen Vast Level Experts rapidly flowed into him, his face turned even redder. Eventually, it looked as if flames were burning beneath his skin, creating a somewhat terrifying appearance.

The disciples of the Purple Flame Sect practiced mainly Fire-type Martial Arts, hence the thirteen members of the sect behind Zu Tiangang were channeling Fire Primordial Qi into his body.

The True Yuan of thirteen Vast Level Martial Artists suddenly surged into his body, and had it not been for the aid of a secret technique, Zu Tiangang’s body would have burst, causing him to explode and die.

With the empowerment of the thirteen streams of True Yuan, Zu Tiangang’s strength instantly reached the realm of a Cosmic Level Expert, his might enveloping the entire stone platform, with Fire Primordial Qi spreading in all directions.

The high-ranking members of the various sects standing on the stone platform, like Ge Feng and Han Xingyu, felt the temperature around them sharply rise. If they did not retreat, their hair and clothes might be ignited, so they all exhibited their movement techniques to withdraw from the platform.

To those like Liu Qingqing, who were farther from the stone platform, the entire platform seemed engulfed in a pale red mist, with the figures of Fang Bai and the others atop it vague and indistinct.

Liu Qingqing knew that the pale red mist was the Fire Primordial Qi released by Zu Tiangang. Within its range, the temperature was sure to be extremely high. Unless one was a Fire System Martial Artist, or a Martial Artist with sufficient strength, they wouldn’t be able to approach the stone platform.

Although she knew that Fang Bai possessed an Innate Fire Spirit Root and was naturally close to Fire Primordial Qi, and thus the high temperatures on the platform couldn’t harm him, what worried Liu Qingqing was that Zu Tiangang, who had gathered the True Yuan of thirteen Vast Level Experts within himself, could harm Fang Bai with a stronger attack.

Zhuge Lian, a Personal Transmission Disciple of the Xuannv Sect, also shared this concern.

When Fang Bai had just started clashing with Zu Tiangang and the others, Zhuge Lian thought Fang Bai had a good chance of defeating them. She hadn’t expected the Purple Flame Sect to have such a powerful secret technique. Her previously light-hearted mood couldn’t help but become tense.

"Finally using all your strength, huh? But... it still seems a bit weak!"

Looking at Zu Tiangang, whose combat will and fighting spirit were becoming increasingly fierce, Fang Bai found some interest, but it was still not enough to give him the exhilarating sensation of his hairs standing on end, his scalp tingling, and skirting the edge of life and death.

"This time, I’ll go first!"

Fang Bai’s True Yuan condensed at his fist end, and with a stomp of his left foot, he let out a loud roar. His fist thundered towards Zu Tiangang. It was still the Tiger Roar Thunder Fist.

Compared to the sequential, scaled-down fourteen punches that Fang Bai had just unleashed, this punch was delivered with all his strength, and its power was incomparably greater than before.

A deep tiger roar and the booming sound of thunder mingled in the air, spreading rapidly in all directions, creating sonic waves that caused hundreds of martial artists nearby to buzz in their ears.

Martial Artists with weaker strength felt their internal energy and blood surge uncontrollably, forcing them to use True Yuan to protect themselves while simultaneously covering their ears to alleviate the discomfort.

Those like Zu Tiangang, who were confronting Fang Bai, also seemed to be affected by the Sonic Wave Strike; each of them frowned and looked serious.

"Die!"

Amidst an astonishing shout, Zu Tianding’s aura surged wildly, and his True Yuan-concentrated right fist instantly doubled in size, containing a terrifying force. As Fang Bai released his Tiger Roar Thunder Fist, Zu Tianding also thrust his fist forward.

When his fist was thrown, the overwhelming momentum already surpassed Fang Bai’s offensive.

Boom—

The two masses of energy, brimming with immense power, collided, echoing through the air.

This time, to the onlookers, Fang Bai was clearly at a disadvantage.

Reeling from the rebounding forces of their True Yuan, Fang Bai was flung backward, performing several somersaults in the air, narrowly avoiding falling off the Stone Platform.

He paused momentarily in mid-air before gliding sideways, landing back onto the Stone Platform.

Despite appearing disheveled, with unkempt clothes and hair, and even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his face bore no discouragement or fear but rather more excitement.

"Haha... Not bad! Not bad! Your attack exceeded my expectations; this is how a fight should feel! Come on! Let’s go again!"

Laughing loudly, Fang Bai lunged forward, and two yards from Zu Tiangang, his right fist once more gathered Fire Primordial Qi and he threw another punch.

Attentive martial artists noticed that the Fire Primordial Qi in Fang Bai’s punch was different from before; it had changed from a pale to a deep red, suggesting a stronger, more refined energy.

This time, Fang Bai was using Fire Primordial Qi condensed through the Nine Revolutions True Fire Art, which was several times purer than before and at least three times stronger in power.

And the punch Fang Bai threw, named Furious Flame Fist, was a set of punches that Fang Bai had specifically created for the Nine Revolutions True Fire Art. Regrettably, with his current low Cultivation Level and realm, he was far from unleashing the full potential of this technique.

But it was more than sufficient to deal with Zu Tiangang and the others.

As Fang Bai launched his Furious Flame Fist, a booming sound enveloped the Stone Platform as the surrounding Fire Primordial Qi seemed to ignite, its color deepening, and the already intense temperature rose even higher. The area around the Stone Platform had wholly become forbidden ground for all the Sect Disciples.

Zu Tiangang and the others, using their serpent formation, had managed to send Fang Bai flying with a punch, but there was no joy in it; instead, they felt a silent dread.