Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 690 - 690 689 Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal

690: 689: Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal 690: 689: Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal The Ten Department Heads looked at nearly a hundred newcomers hoping to learn about the situation of Tang Feng from their mouths.

However, they knew nothing at all, and such an outcome was obviously not what they wanted to accept, which infuriated the Ten Department Heads to such an extent that they all said the word “Scram” in unison.

The crowd of cultivators scattered in terror.

“Gentlemen, what are your thoughts?”

“That kid must have a map, and it’s very likely that he got the Star Sky Map.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to barge in so recklessly—we have all experienced the horror of the Void.”

“It’s a pity that we let him slip away right in front of us.

I guess he ran off alone because he was afraid we would catch him.”

The Ten Department Heads were furious to the point of death; they had missed such a huge opportunity, and their hearts couldn’t calm down.

By this time, Tang Feng had already left the palace far behind and was walking through the Void, looking at the unfathomable Star Sea.

He felt very insignificant, even as an Immortal.

In the eyes of nature, he was still far too small.

But one day, my heart will merge with all things, and create the heavens.

The air of dominance surfaced, making his entire being appear even more ethereal.

Looking at the path that still stretched out in front of him, Tang Feng continued on his way.

At a turn, he stopped, not of his own accord but because he heard cries for help.

Expanding his Immortal Consciousness, not far from the Starry Sky Ancient Road, he saw an old man standing in the Void, looking rather pitiful—how should I put it, somewhat emaciated.

Looking at the old man’s cultivation, it was truly impressive, Eighth Tribulation Realm, equivalent to the level of an Immortal King.

This was indeed a mighty figure.

In the Immortal Realm, he would definitely be the City Lord of a city, and it would have to be a large city at that.

“Fellow cultivator, I am Zhang Yangyu.

Please lend a hand and help me out of this predicament.”

Tang Feng heard this and smiled, “Why should I help you?”

“Er, I can offer you benefits,” the other replied.

“Oh?

Let’s hear them.”

“I can give you Immortal Artifacts, Spiritual Medicine, or even everything in my ring can belong to you,” Zhang Yangyu said, willing to go all out.

“Throw the ring over first,” Tang Feng wouldn’t help without securing a benefit first.

Zhang Yangyu’s mouth twitched.

He was used to snatching things from others, but now the tables had turned, and he couldn’t be sure that after giving his things away, the other party would actually help him.

But he had no choice.

He threw the ring to Tang Feng.

Little did Zhang Yangyu know that Tang Feng would inspect it briefly and then put it away, “Old man, you really are poor, aren’t you?

A mighty Eighth Tribulation Realm Loose Immortal and you only have a few Lower Grade Immortal Artifacts to show for it.

You should be ashamed.

Let me show you what true Immortal Artifacts are.” With that said, Tang Feng conjured a hundred swords, each one a Top Grade of the Third Grade.

Zhang Yangyu’s eyes went wide in shock.

Darn it, he’d actually encountered a truly mighty figure.

“Old man, the ring is far from enough.

Let’s see what else you can offer up.

Be quick about it—I’m going to leave soon, and once I do, I’ll never come back,” Tang Feng said.

“Fellow cultivator, no, big brother, please save your little brother.

From now on, I will follow your lead and heed your commands,” Zhang Yangyu pleaded for his freedom, willing to bow his head.

In fact, if it were not for his Primordial Energy being depleted by the flow of the Void, he would not have aged so rapidly.

He was once likened to an exemplary figure with an Immortal’s presence, overall considered to have been a handsome man.

Yet, he had no regrets.

He felt he was still formidable.

Looking at the multitude of cultivators, who else dared to take this step?

And over these hundred thousand years, his cultivation had clearly improved a lot.

It was just a pity that time wasn’t on his side; otherwise he suspected he could have devised a secret technique that might have allowed him to escape from this situation.

Of course, these were just fanciful thoughts.

In reality, it was virtually impossible to achieve.

Not everyone is Tang Feng.

To create a secret technique or Divine Skills, it required countless years of practice and a strong theoretical foundation.

At this moment, all he could hope for was that Tang Feng would lend him a hand.

The ring was sent out, and my heart ached ceaselessly, for everything inside it seemed precious to me, and someone of my level would never keep trash.

However, I encountered Tang Feng, which left me at a loss for what to do.

Now all I had left was the avenue of seeking sympathy.

At least the term “big brother” came off my tongue smoothly.

Tang Feng hadn’t expected that, in order to escape the bind, he would actually swallow his pride; such actions indicated a very strong will.

Daring to fight for it meant not relying solely on luck.

Otherwise, he would not have reached this point.

In the eyes of others, he was a pioneer; such people, once they succeeded, were bound to be revered by all—a truly remarkable individual indeed.

Tang Feng admired his willpower; had it been someone else, they would likely have perished long ago.

“However, I can save him, but I need to make him owe me a huge favor,” Tang Feng had already calculated in his heart that rescuing the man wouldn’t be difficult.

Retreating, Zhang Yangyu should manage, but advancing further, for the time being, seemed highly unlikely.

And so, Tang Feng made his move.

A punch traced across the void.

By the time Zhang Yangyu came to his senses, it was already a step too late, and he was knocked unconscious and then dragged onto the ancient road.

Given his cleverness and wisdom, he would surely think of a way.

Tossing the man onto the ancient road, Tang Feng also threw back the ring to Zhang Yangyu.

However, half of the contents inside had gone missing, and the good stuff especially – Tang Feng made sure to take it all.

You’re lucky, old man.

With a thought, Tang Feng decided to continue moving forward.

He did not want this minor incident to delay him much, for he had to return to the Immortal Realm in two days.

Before then, he wished to finish traversing this path.

Afterward, his speed increased significantly.

Along the way, he admired the deep and secluded starry sky, a breathtaking sight, yet the beautiful stars seemed lonesome.

Without realizing it, a day passed, and Tang Feng reached the first checkpoint.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yangyu awoke.

Finding himself out of danger, he laughed heartily at the sky.

Even when he noticed that many things from the ring were missing, he wasn’t bothered.

Gratitude outweighed the shock.

But upon seeing a few small porcelain bottles, he could not remain calm.

Picking up one of the bottles, he stood there, stunned.

The elixir covered in colorful clouds was something he’s heard of, if not seen.

It appeared that Zhang Yangyu had encountered a true powerhouse.

He consumed one pill, and in merely ten breaths, he was rejuvenated to his middle-aged appearance— as handsome asever.

With a confident smile, he flew back the way he came, taking the starry route he had opened up over a hundred thousand years.

Soon, he appeared in the palatial complex.

As soon as his feet touched solid ground, the Ten Department Heads immediately rushed into the hall.

“My, my lord,” all the Department Heads knelt down.

This man was the founder of the entire complex and the discoverer of the Jinshen Platform—he held absolute decision-making power.

“You’ve all come.” A hundred thousand years had passed, and he hadn’t expected that the bunch of youngsters from back then would now do quite well for themselves.

“May I ask, my lord, if the exploration of the starry sky has brought any results?” One of them inquired.

Then, everyone’s gaze fixed on Zhang Yangyu.

They all looked on eagerly and expectantly.

“You needn’t ponder too much.

I haven’t succeeded, but I haven’t failed either.

After resting for some time, I will venture forth again.

You may withdraw,” he said and flashed into his own room.

Suddenly, he noticed an added fragrance of flowers.

Before he could collect his thoughts, a woman who had just bathed appeared before him.

“Ah!

Who, who are you?” The woman hastily moved aside, clutching her clothes tightly around her.

“Do not be alarmed, miss.

I have just returned and was unaware of your presence here.

I shall leave now,” said Zhang Yangyu as he left the room, and the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

“I don’t know who that man was, but, oh well, since I’ve come here, I should settle in quickly.”

As Zhang Yangyu walked on, something felt increasingly off.

Dammit, that’s my house—why the hell am I walking away?

Cursing aloud, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself.