Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1520: The Great Tomb

Chapter 1520: Chapter 1520: The Great Tomb

Spiritual energy surged like a tide, battle intent sharp like a knife.

Six figures crisscrossed each other, sometimes separating, sometimes merging, fiercely battling within the dense fog.

The spiritual artifacts clashing in the air repeatedly emitted "zheng zheng" sounds that echoed for miles, with a stunning and impressive momentum that shook the soul.

Within a thirty-zhang radius centered around the six silhouettes, the area had long been flattened by the scattered spiritual energy; six pressures enveloped all directions, making it difficult for martial artists below the Golden Core Realm to approach.

He Wujie and Fang Bai appeared on a mountaintop a kilometer away from the battlefield, observing the six people in combat from a distance.

He Wujie was also a man of wide experience. After observing a few times, he saw that four of the six were puppet corpses controlled by someone, and a strange light flashed in his eyes as he murmured, "I didn’t expect to encounter the legendary puppet corpses here! Hmm, to be able to control four Golden Pill Perfection puppet corpses, the one behind this must at least be a Nascent Soul Realm expert!"

He continued to observe and then muttered, "The four puppet corpses have a precise offense and defense, advancing and retreating in order, which should be an offensive-defensive formation. Although the two people being attacked are also Golden Pill Perfection experts, they currently don’t fall behind, but as time goes on and their spiritual energy is exhausted, their lives could be in danger!"

Standing slightly behind He Wujie, Fang Bai listened to He Wujie’s soliloquy, his eyes resting on the four puppet corpses in the battle ahead, his gaze flickering with keen interest.

The two Golden Pill Perfection martial artists battling the four puppet corpses, one with a fat head and big ears, and the other with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, both wearing luxurious clothes, their gazes dodgy, exuded a strong killing aura and a cold, sinister vibe, clearly not good people.

"You two, don’t stand idly by, quickly come and help!"

The fat and skinny Golden Pill Perfection experts, who were being overwhelmed in the intense battle against the four puppet corpses, noticed Fang Bai and He Wujie appearing on the mountain summit, and the fat martial artist dodged an attack from a puppet corpse, waved towards them, and shouted loudly.

The skinny martial artist added, "Inside the large tomb ahead, there is an abundance of cultivation resources! If the four of us join forces and slay these four puppet corpses, we can evenly divide the cultivation resources within the tomb!"

The fat martial artist, fearing that Fang Bai and He Wujie would not help, continued, "These four puppet corpses are unafraid of spiritual artifacts’ chopping, unaware of injury and pain, extremely formidable, we two are no match! If you two do not come to aid, once we fall, it will be your turn!"

After a pause, he shouted again, "We are Supreme Elders of the Five Poisons Sect! If you are willing to help, the Five Poisons Sect will reward you handsomely!"

The fat and skinny martial artists continuously wielded their spiritual artifacts, fiercely battling the puppet corpses that seemed never to tire, all while yelling fervently to persuade Fang Bai and He Wujie to assist.

"Ah, turns out you’re Supreme Elders of the Five Poisons Sect! Hehe..."

Fang Bai looked at the two Golden Pill Perfection experts already flustered by the puppet corpses, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

Previously, Fang Bai had encountered Wu Heng and five other disciples of the Five Poisons Sect, and secretly helped Yun Man and others eliminate Wu Heng and his group. Unexpectedly, he met two more high-ranking members of the Five Poisons Sect here; indeed, enemies were destined to meet.

As for the Five Poisons Sect, Fang Bai felt only disgust, no goodwill.

"Good disciple, did this Five Poisons Sect offend you? Do you want me to help eliminate them?"

He Wujie observed Fang Bai’s expression when the Five Poisons Sect was mentioned, noticed the cold smile, and guessed there might be a grudge between them. He rubbed his palms and asked.

Fang Bai smiled blandly and shook his head, "Just a minor grievance, not worth troubling Master!"

Both Fang Bai and He Wujie detested evil as if it were their own enemy. Apart from the enmity between Fang Bai and the Five Poisons Sect, just seeing the appearance of those two high-ranking members, they felt they were not good people, and naturally would not help.

Thus, the mentor and disciple stood on the mountaintop with arms crossed, unmoved by the noisy shouts of the Supreme Elders of the Five Poisons Sect in the distance.

"Disciple, isn’t it bad for us to stand by and watch them die?"

"Is it bad? I don’t think so! Master, do you think the same amount of cultivation resources is more when divided among four or two people?"

"Of course, two people get more!"

"Exactly, that’s why we have to watch them die!"

"Haha, makes sense! When the two of them are dead, the cultivation resources will belong to us!"

"That’s right! Let them keep shouting!"

"In this barren wasteland, even if they shout until their throats break, it’s useless! Hehe..."

"Haha..."

On the mountaintop, an unscrupulous master and disciple pair laughed together.

The laughter carried by the wind reached the ears of the two Five Poisons Sect Supreme Elders in the distance, making them jump and curse in anger.

"They said there are cultivation resources in the big tomb... There really is a big tomb ahead! Let’s go take a look!"

Seeing that the two Supreme Elders of the Five Poisons Sect could hold out for a while longer, He Wujie led Fang Bai down from the mountain, bypassing the scene of the six people battling, heading towards the large tomb his divine sense had detected.

"There might be more puppet corpses in that tomb ahead! Disciple, be careful and stay close behind me; I’ll protect you!"

As they advanced a thousand meters, a large tomb covered with lush grass appeared in Fang Bai’s divine sense.

The large tomb was about ten zhang high and covered hundreds of zhang, standing like a monumental structure in the dense fog, obscured and hard to discern.

Inside the tomb, several eerie and chilling auras were faintly emanating, similar to but seemingly stronger than the auras from outside the four puppet corpses.

"When I came here for training tens of thousands of years ago, there was no large tomb. It seems it must have been built after my ascension, probably over ten thousand years old. I wonder who might be buried inside."

Following He Wujie, Fang Bai reached the large tomb, and the mentor and disciple circled it, expressing their admiration with "tsk tsk".

This large tomb was built with tens of thousands of massive Earth Spirit Stones, not only exceptionally sturdy but also with formations set inside and out, making it impossible even for an ordinary Nascent Soul Realm expert to damage it.

"Given the scale of this tomb, whoever is buried here must have been a mighty expert! However, although an endless abundance of cultivation resources can be sensed inside, acquiring them won’t be easy!"

The mentor and disciple finally stood on the southern side of the tomb, looking at the entrance behind the stone tablet sealed tightly by a three-foot-thick door made of Extraterrestrial Profound Iron. He Wujie sighed to Fang Bai, "Look at this door; it’s not only sturdy but also fortified with a defensive array. Even an ordinary King Grade spiritual artifact cannot damage it in the slightest."

"Haha... You two hit a wall? Hahaha... I’m telling you, neither the two of us nor the two of you can get into this big tomb!"

Just then, the mocking laughter of the two Supreme Elders of the Five Poisons Sect echoed from two kilometers away, filled with schadenfreude.