Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 642 - 642 641 Great Crow Sect Attack

642: 641: Great Crow Sect Attack 642: 641: Great Crow Sect Attack Of course, even knowing that these people would not betray him even after his own death, the things that needed to be done still had to be done.

For instance, one could refer to the Memorial Stele.

The spirits of the Tang Sect will forever be revered.

This was certainly a good way to win people’s hearts.

The human heart should be utilized whenever possible, and when the opportunity arises, it should be used greatly.

Seeing how moved each Tang Sect disciple was, he knew this act had increased their admiration for him.

After completing this matter, Tang Feng advised them to be even more cautious, to prioritize preserving their lives, as their lives were more important than those of Immortal Beasts.

This speech left the Inner Sect Disciples feeling immensely grateful.

How could they not fight to the death for such a leader?

Tang Feng had not expected their fighting spirit to grow even stronger, and for a time, the woods echoed with the lamentations of various Immortal Beasts.

One by one, Third Grade Immortal Beasts were slain under the blade.

Tang Feng alone proceeded deeper, and along the way, he indeed found Immortal Elixirs that were over a hundred thousand years old.

He came across First to Fourth Grade items, but as yet, he had found none that were Fifth Grade or above.

After two days, Tang Feng delved into the Primitive Forest.

During this time, he had not found a place to his liking, which left him somewhat helpless.

Finding a good place turned out to be so difficult.

He had already decided that if he couldn’t find one, then he would just create one.

However, that would waste more time.

Keep searching then.

Tang Feng’s figure moved through the ancient forest, his Immortal Consciousness constantly sweeping the area.

As night approached, he finally noticed some activity.

A thousand meters ahead, four people—three men and one woman—were sitting in a simple wooden hut.

A map lay on the table, and naturally, Tang Feng was not going to miss such an opportunity.

He memorized the map and then made a copy.

After examining it, he raised his Immortal Consciousness high into the sky, tens of thousands of miles up, and began to search for similar terrain by referring to the map.

However, he found nothing.

He guessed it was not nearby.

Seeing the smiles on the faces of the four, he suspected they had the exact location.

Tang Feng decided to stay overnight, planning to follow them the next day to take a look.

The next morning, Tang Feng remained hidden nearby.

The minute they stirred, he woke up.

After the four had walked a few miles, he followed.

Along the way, the four hunted Immortal Beasts and gathered Immortal Elixirs, working together very well.

They slew Fourth Grade Immortal Beasts without any difficulty.

This made Tang Feng pay attention to their cultivation levels—Profound Immortal Late Stage Peak.

Only a step away from the Golden Immortal Realm.

They probably belonged to a Great Sect, with Profound Immortals likely being Inner Sect Disciples.

To have such an opportunity, their identities were unlikely to be simple.

After listening to them talk for a while, he finally learned their identities.

He never expected they were descendants of acquaintances, and moreover, the identities of those young girls were even more special.

Disciples of Shang Ningxue, the Palace Master of Ice Crystal Palace.

One of the once-coveted beauties of the past, yet Tang Feng had broken her heart so thoroughly that Shang Ningxue had resolved to cultivate the final level of the Ice Technique, severing all romantic ties and thoughts, becoming the icy Goddess that people dared not approach.

A Goddess in the eyes of the Five Emperors, in the end, followed by none, she dedicated herself to Ice Crystal Palace, which has now developed into a major force in the Immortal Realm.

Because she never competed with others and represented a typical women’s Sect, no one troubled her.

Of course, another reason was the domineering Cultivation Techniques of Ice Crystal Palace.

Being Ice Sealed meant, if not death, one would be sealed for ten thousand years—a truly fearsome fate.

Unless one possessed Immortal Fire, even an Immortal Emperor would need to bow and submit.

Upon hearing about Ice Crystal Palace, Tang Feng couldn’t help but feel some emotions stirring, and he also learned of Shang Ningxue’s recent situation.

She was in seclusion, striving for the Emperor Level.

He hadn’t expected her wish to be so close to fulfillment.

If he had not rejected her back then, he might have dragged her down with him in his downfall.

Thinking of the other beauties, Tang Feng felt a bitter taste in his heart.

It turned out that he had been such a fool back then, driving away one woman after another.

Had he been on Earth, he would have certainly eaten his fill before speaking.

There are many ways to control a woman: wealth, power, lies—any of these could suffice.

What a pity that in his past life, he had been such an idiot, acting like a savior with a tragic bearing when it came to matters of the heart, even though he felt he was doing no harm.

Yet, that very approach inadvertently hurt them the most.

Coming back to his senses, he found that the four had arrived at the base of a large mountain.

This mountain is extraordinary!

After a glance, Tang Feng’s pupils shrank.

According to the rumors, it was a land where dragons rested and phoenixes played, a gathering place for Ten Thousand Spirits, and here lay a Mid-grade Immortal Vein.

Tang Feng was immediately excited.

This place shall become the garrison for Tang Sect.

Of course, it’s not too late to work on this after retrieving the treasures.

Tang Feng hid on one side, watching four people from the Ice Crystal Palace fly up the mountain.

As he prepared to follow, an Immortal Boat sailed across the sky, and on the bow of the Immortal Boat stood a young man with his hands behind his back, flanked by two others.

At a glance, Tang Feng realized, they must be the core disciples of the Great Crow Sect’s Golden Immortals.

Tang Feng also knew of the Great Crow Sect, an ancient Immortal Sect.

Its Sect Master had once requested that he perform alchemy.

A Great Sect indeed had a solid foundation; they were just as determined to win the treasures of this mountain.

Tang Feng knew that the Great Crow Sect might not be the last group; he planned to take advantage of the chaos to gain some benefits.

Now with his profound knowledge in this area, he would definitely be the one to benefit given the slightest opportunity.

On the mountain, indeed, there were not only disciples from Ice Crystal Palace and Great Crow Sect but also hundreds of others, all in the Golden Immortal Realm.

Such strength, if employed to conquer the Land of Relics, it would be more than sufficient.

Treasure that could attract Golden Immortals—surely whatever cave was there must be exceptional, and Tang Feng heard a name.

Sword Emperor!

To be called an Emperor is to be acknowledged as the supreme of the world, and the treasures could be the Sword Emperor’s Sword or perhaps a complete inheritance.

However, Tang Feng wasn’t too concerned.

He had his Divine Arts, and he wouldn’t be too greedy—what came, came by fortune; what didn’t, was fate.

He wouldn’t be too insistence.

“Everyone, since we share the same goal, let’s begin.

We from the Wuwei Immortal Sect are ready,” a young man said.

“Then let’s start,” leaders from a dozen Sects took out a Golden Seal each, and then threw them into the air together.

Buzz!

The Golden Seals combined together, and then transformed into a golden longsword, which after formation, drove itself halfway up the mountain.

Golden light swept toward the ground, the entire mountain roared, ready to explode at any moment.

But this commotion only lasted for ten breaths, and then peace returned.

The golden light retracted, and a portal opened up on the ground.

This was a passage, an entrance to the Tomb of the Sword Emperor.

With the gateway open, not one dared to rush in rashly; a Sword Emperor’s Tomb would certainly hold great terror, and so each harbored their own thoughts.

The one, the kid is willing to venture forth.

Such a great opportunity would not be missed by Tang Feng.

The crowd looked at Tang Feng, each of them inexplicably astonished; a mere ant, and they hadn’t noticed how he’d approached.

But now no one pondered over that question anymore.

They exchanged glances and agreed to Tang Feng’s proposal.

This fool.

In a distant tree, a Golden Immortal powerhouse appeared next to Tang Feng.

“Go ahead, kid, don’t die in there.”

Tang Feng did not respond; talking too much at that moment was useless.

Actions were what everyone appreciated.

So he walked in, and afterward felt nearly a hundred Immortal Consciousnesses sweep over him.

What’s the use?

I’m already inside; just wait and weep, I’m sure the sound will be very pleasing to hear.

Tang Feng pulled out the Ancestor Maggot, whose scales were now fully covering his body, looking incredibly majestic and powerful.

Within the tomb, while absorbing the Power of Soul inside, he collected valuable items, and soon he advanced towards the depths.

The hundred or so people outside could no longer hold back.

After discussing, they left only a few of them behind, while the rest entered the tomb—the struggle of dragons and tigers was about to begin.