Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 481 - 481 481 Tang Feng's Ambition

481: 481: Tang Feng’s Ambition 481: 481: Tang Feng’s Ambition Tang Feng restored freedom to everyone in the Sword Casting Sect.

He then locked onto the Demon Clan leader.

“I want to leave, and you definitely can’t stop me.” The Demon Clan leader was restoring his cultivation.

“Indeed, I could not have before, but you shouldn’t have stayed,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“What do you mean?”

“Try leaving now,” Tang Feng said.

The Demon Clan leader flashed away, but only flew a few meters before a tremendous force pressed down, pinning him to the ground.

Tang Feng immediately placed a rune.

“The formation also has an eerie power.”

The Demon Clan leader struggled to get up, naturally aware of the formation’s fierceness.

Initially, it was only by relying on an Array Master that he was able to escape from the Grotto Heaven with his clan.

The ability to annihilate at the flick of a finger was terrifying to think about.

That’s also why a powerful elder always accompanied an Array Master, a pity that he still escaped.

The Demon Clan didn’t know that this Array Master was still on Earth in the Cultivation World, and because of his presence, the Tang Sect was experiencing a period of rapid development.

Tang Feng had the elders of the Sword Casting Sect bring the person over; by this time, the Demon Clan leader had sustained serious injuries and his cultivation was sealed.

“What do you want to do?” The Demon Clan leader was not afraid of death.

“You should ask them,” Tang Feng handed the person over to the Sect Master of the Sword Casting Sect.

“It’s just a death.

This planet will sooner or later be ours, and all people will become slaves to my Demon Clan, nobody can escape,” the Demon Clan leader laughed maniacally.

“Oh, I changed my mind; let me handle this,” Tang Feng pressed a finger to the Demon Clan leader’s forehead.

He could have used Spirit Control Technique without much trouble, but to avoid shocking the public unduly, Tang Feng still put on a show.

After subduing the Demon Clan leader, Tang Feng kept him at the Sword Casting Sect.

“Thank you for your gracious help,” the whole sect bowed to Tang Feng.

“Right place at the right time; no need for this, you need to prepare soon, lay low for a while, and find a place to hide.

The Demon Clan’s army will come soon,” Tang Feng said.

“The foundation of our ancestors is here; we will not go anywhere,” the Sect Master of the Sword Casting Sect took out a sword and handed it to Tang Feng, “This is a Spiritual Treasure Sword Embryo recently forged by our sect, today, it is a gift to our savior.”

“This is too valuable,” the Sword Embryo was indeed a fine item, but Tang Feng still did not regard it highly.

“Compared to the favor of saving our lives, this is nothing,” the Sect Master of the Sword Casting Sect said.

“Actually, I can keep the Sword Casting Sect safe, but the price would be very high; I need an equivalent promise,” Tang Feng said.

“Please speak,” the Sect Master didn’t want his sect to be destroyed, but he understood that Tang Feng’s conditions might be harsh.

“It’s not so severe, only that for the next thousand years you forge swords for me, don’t worry, I will provide the materials.

How about that?” Tang Feng said.

“Ok, I agree,” the Sect Master was stunned at first, then gladly accepted; this wasn’t a condition, it was more like free protection.

They were only paying with labor after all.

But he was wrong; Tang Feng would use far more resources than he could imagine.

I wonder if he will cry in the future?

Tang Feng smiled and began setting up a Concealing Array for them.

The entire mountain was enveloped in it.

An hour later, Tang Feng finished his work, “All right, I will teach you how to control the Array Core.

Give me a token, and later, I will send someone with the token, who will take charge of the future matters.”

“Alright,” the Sect Master gave Tang Feng a Sword Order, the most valuable token in his sect.

In the future, armed with this token, the Sword Casting Sect will serve for a thousand years.

Tang Feng requested a Star Domain Map, only the outer parts, and even those were incomplete, but it contained detailed records of the locations of Qianyu Sect and Jade Lotus Palace.

Tang Feng came to the Transmission Array, luckily it was undamaged.

It seemed the Demon Clan’s forces had not reached this area; Tang Feng simply sealed the formation, then left the planet.

Emerging from the Transmission Array on the other side, Tang Feng arrived at Lu Yuan Star.

This planet was about twice the size of Earth, and there was someone guarding the Transmission Array there.

Knowing the rules, huh, twenty Top Grade Spirit Stones,” seeing Tang Feng’s strange attire but recognizing the quality, he tried to swindle him.

Tang Feng directly knocked the man flying.

“You think I’m stupid.”

“You dare to hit me, you’re done for,” this one still hadn’t grasped the situation, while his several fellow disciples had yet to speak.

This guy was just too brazen, going straight for the Flying Sword.

“Why would a mere Golden Core Cultivator be so reckless unless it’s simply because they rely on the support of their Sect.”

For a long time, the benefits they accrued were not few.

Once a man is accustomed to extending his hand, it is very difficult for him to change.

Logically speaking, everyone using this Transmission Array should be aware that this is the territory of the Mingyang Sect, yet this boy was so audacious.

Evading debts is one thing, but attacking people is entirely another.

Thus, a Cultivator sent a signal to their Sect.

In just a few dozen breaths, dozens of powerful auras surged forward.

“Who dares to touch my Mingyang Sect disciple?” a bearded Da Han exclaimed as he arrived, wielding a massive hammer, at the Refining God Early Stage.

Clearly, he was a Cultivator stationed to guard the Transmission Array.

“Uncle Master, it was him!

Not only did he strike someone, but he also slandered our Mingyang Sect as being worthless,” said that Cultivator, with venom in his eyes.

And the bearded middle-aged man was clearly a brute with no brains, showing no understanding or reason as he immediately swung his hammer in greeting.

Tang Feng hadn’t expected this bearded man to be so interesting; he really liked his temperament—a true front-line warrior, unafraid of death.

He had intended to eliminate him, but now he had changed his mind.

Hum!

A wave of Sword Qi shot forth from Tang Feng.

Boom!

Both individuals were thrown back several meters.

“Oh!

You’ve got some strength, kid.

Come, let old bull see just how tough your bones really are,” the huge hammer swung, smashing down a hundred times in a second.

This speed and power were undeniable; the bearded man indeed had substance.

Tang Feng barely dodged, and the place where the hammer struck cracked open ten meters.

It was as if an earthquake had passed through.

This bearded man’s physical endurance was exceptional; he must be a Body Refiner and, accompanied by his masterful hammering technique, he definitely had the potential to rise further.

Tang Feng reviewed his own skills and indeed found a set of hammer techniques.

Hundred Demons Chaotic God Hammer.

With one swing, it was as if a hundred demons followed.

It sounded tremendously overpowering.

This was a remnant manual Tang Feng obtained in his previous life.

Although it was an incomplete manual, two moves were enough to advance him further.

Tang Feng fought as he backed away.

He soon figured out his opponent’s tactics, having used every single hammer technique to its limit.

Next, he struck with a punch.

The bearded man was hit squarely by the punch, as if he had run into Tang Feng’s fist, taking it stoutly.

No one had expected this scene.

Previously, Tang Feng was completely under pressure; how could the tables turn so suddenly?

It didn’t make any sense.

What they least expected was that after this punch, their Uncle Master didn’t get up again.

Then the whole place fell silent.

If they couldn’t overcome him even at the Refining God Realm, going up themselves would only result in being thrashed.

Thus, no one made a move.

They didn’t dare to approach and help their Uncle Master.

Tang Feng, carrying the man, swaggered off.

“What, what do we do?” A Mingyang Sect disciple hadn’t yet recovered from the shock.

“Report it to the higher-ups, what else can we do?

If Uncle Master wasn’t a match, what can we do?”

“We can’t report it just yet, or what will we do?

Once the higher-ups find out we didn’t intervene, do you realize what kind of punishment we’ll face?

We might lose our chances to guard the Array, and we could lose access to the resources of the Sect,” another Cultivator hurriedly said.

“Right, what this junior brother said makes sense.

Since we all agree, let’s wait a few days before reporting,” another agreed.

If that bearded man knew that these Sect disciples were risking his life by ignoring him, who knows how he would feel.