Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 197 - 197 197 Foundation Level Four

197: 197: Foundation Level Four 197: 197: Foundation Level Four “Wait!” The leader of the Witch Clan appeared; he had just come out from the Secret Realm.

He hadn’t expected such a major change in the clan, and he also learned that Tang Feng had saved the entire clan, so he made a decision.

“Kid, this is our clan leader,” Wu Kong said, patting Tang Feng.

“I’ve seen you before, senior,” Tang Feng greeted with a bow.

“No need for formalities, follow me,” the Witch Clan leader instructed, leading Tang Feng into the Secret Realm.

The realm, akin to an Immortal Realm, astonished Tang Feng; he hadn’t expected the Witch Clan to possess such a treasure, which was truly remarkable.

“Clan Leader, this is—” Tang Feng started, approaching the edge of the Golden Pool.

Gazing at the calm, small lake, he couldn’t stay composed because it was a source of pure energy, the specifics of which he did not know.

“This is the source of Witch Power, the main source of our clan members’ cultivation, which is more direct compared to the Spiritual Power of the cultivators,” the Witch Clan leader explained.

“Why have you brought me here?” Tang Feng asked, puzzled.

“The world is now chaotic, and humanity will face a great calamity; rather than letting this pool of Witch Power remain here unused, it should be fully utilized.” The Witch Clan leader’s open-heartedness was extraordinary, and of course, Tang Feng understood that a significant reason was his intervention to help rescue the Witch Clan.

Tang Feng didn’t hold back; he was indeed very eager for strength, and his Foundation was unsure when it would reach the Ninth Layer.

Without predecessors to guide him, he had to explore everything on his own.

“Thank you, Clan Leader,” Tang Feng said as he slowly walked into the pool.

The Witch Clan leader vanished in a flash—he believed that this pool of Witch Power would certainly aid Tang Feng.

And indeed, Tang Feng felt the miracle of the Witch Power; only after entering the pool did he realize its immense weight.

He had just stepped in when his entire skeleton was crushed, and then, reformed by the Witch Power, his bones gradually turned to Purple Gold.

The ordeal almost shattered his Divine Sense, but fortunately, he endured.

It was almost unbearable to think about each drop of Witch Power, heavier than himself, entering his body.

But the benefits after overcoming this were indescribable: Tang Feng felt his strength had doubled.

Before his Foundation was established, his cultivation growth had been extremely slow, yet this physical breakthrough provided him another powerful direction.

However, this was just the beginning.

Tang Feng didn’t see that, at this moment, the Witch Pool was forming an increasingly large vortex.

The water level in the pool kept decreasing, and Tang Feng, troubled by his incomplete Fourth Foundation, witnessed something remarkable.

He saw the Witch Power continuously merging into his Foundation, solidifying it until it finally became a shining golden Foundation.

In that space, an altar appeared, ancient and fierce in aura, causing the entire Witch Clan Secret Realm to tremor slightly.

The Witch Clan leader appeared again by the pool; now, the Witch Power in it had halved.

This pool, accumulated over tens of thousands of years, had never diminished by half before, and the Clan Leader was greatly moved—what kind of monster could assimilate so much Witch Power?

He found it completely incomprehensible.

Little did he know that the pool had been absorbed into Tang Feng’s fourth Foundation and channeled into the altar, and when the light finally converged, the whole Foundation thundered, surrounded by Dao Rhythm, exuding an aura of an immortal cultivated being.

Tang Feng discovered that his strength had quickly increased again, and this breakthrough had advanced him to the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

He was most thrilled about the successful establishment of the Foundation—it had not been easy.

If he had taken even one step earlier, the Foundation would not have been successfully built.

He had a feeling that this fourth Foundation could be extraordinarily terrifying, especially the altar, which granted him the strength to contend with Nascent Soul cultivators.

Summoning the Witch God allowed Tang Feng’s cultivation to surge within thirty breaths and made his body invincible; it was truly a domineering divine technique.

Indeed, each Foundation was very special and powerful.

His confidence in the future grew stronger, but Zou Mei and the others were still in the Central Cave Heaven for their trial, unaware of the situation outside.

Tang Feng instructed them that should they encounter danger, they were to enter the Flying Boat and not to trust anyone.

Any information regarding Tang Feng could be ignored, as he had the ability to resolve it and wanted them to focus on their cultivation.

Such a huge upheaval had thrown the entire world into chaos.

With their level of cultivation, going outside would mean certain death, a fact Tang Feng couldn’t help but remind them of.

Tang Feng bowed to the Witch Clan Leader, “Thank you, Clan Leader, for allowing this junior to advance further.”

“This is your opportunity; I’m glad it could be of help,” the Witch Clan Leader said with a smile as he led Tang Feng out of the Forbidden Land.

Before leaving, Tang Feng presented a large stash of Spirit Pills, which was enough to greatly boost the rise of the Witch Clan.

The Witch Clan Leader didn’t stand on ceremony.

On Earth, being the only Alchemist, it would be foolish for him to be so.

Of course, it wasn’t a one-sided gift; Tang Feng was also given some precious medicinal herbs, not chosen by him but selected from the Witch Clan’s Medicine Mountain at his leisure.

Upon arriving at Medicine Mountain, Tang Feng couldn’t help but admire the Witch Clan’s ability to cultivate these herbs for thousands of years under such low Spiritual Energy levels; it was incredibly impressive.

Great beings exist in every corner; this widened Tang Feng’s perspective again, evidently refining his Mental Realm slightly.

Now, every step forward for him was particularly challenging.

It seemed that the theory that combat could hasten growth more rapidly couldn’t be disproven after all.

Tang Feng left without meeting Wu Qingyun and Wu Suyun again.

What he had taught them would now depend on their own talent.

He encountered many fierce beasts on his journey, as the mountain ranges had become their domain by now.

He didn’t stop along the way, and soon he arrived at the outskirts of Chuan City.

Viewing the scene before him, Tang Feng could no longer remain calm.

It had been a long time since he had seen blood flow like a river, and now he saw it again.

As a Cultivator, he had seen many such scenes, but powerful Spiritual Beasts leading fierce beasts to attack the city, particularly targeting ordinary people, was too cruel.

All around were severed limbs and scattered corpses, each becoming food in the mouths of the fierce beasts.

The ordinary people in the city could only hide in their homes, yet many who hadn’t managed to escape had their homes crushed by a stomp from a Spiritual Beast.

Crying and screaming could be heard everywhere in the city.

Of course, he also saw many policemen resisting, and some military forces had arrived in the city to fight back.

Under the defense of firepower, some areas were temporarily safe, but it was not absolute.

Firearms could only cause some damage to the Spiritual Beasts and were far from able to kill them.

After a few hours, only despair remained in people’s eyes.

They could not imagine why such powerful monsters would appear on Earth.

What had happened to the world?

According to television broadcasts, this catastrophe had affected the entire globe, and no country was spared.

Just as everyone was despairing, some powerful humans appeared, and Tang Feng noticed this too; it looked like the Cultivation Sects from Southern Sichuan had started to make their move.

In an instant, ordinary people were astonished as if gods had appeared.

If not for the many lives lost, all of this would have been too fantastical.

Watching the Cultivators flying through the air, fighting against powerful Spiritual Beasts, they realized everything was real, as if they were living in a mythological world.