Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 762 - 764 It’s Still You Who Understands Me

Chapter 762: Chapter 764 It’s Still You Who Understands Me

Without a word, Xia Liu flipped his hand and slapped, and the sound of thunder instantly filled the area.

At the same time, sensing the right moment, Liu Dao also hurled the Chaos Primordial Flame that was in his palm.

In the instant the flame left his hand, Liu Dao’s entire arm was exposed down to the white bone.

But before it could horrify anyone, those stark white bones began to turn into black ash and fell to the ground.

Liu Dao no longer felt pain.

In his eyes, there was only the fierce blaze that was raging toward Xia Liu.

However, on the opposite side of the blaze, a gigantic handprint emitting a multicolored light was rapidly attacking.

The aura carried by that handprint was even more terrifying than the Chaos Primordial Flame at the peak of Martial Dao.

For the first time, Liu Dao had feelings of regret.

Perhaps he also understood that after this move, there would be no chance for regret, so he might as well let his mind be in disarray now.

In this scene where time seemed to freeze.

On the War Platform, the two extreme moves flew slowly toward each other despite covering miles of distance.

The terrifying aura emitted by the two forces caused the Martial Artists on the viewing platform to tremble.

They all executed their strongest defenses before the final collision.

Boom!

The duration from the launch to the collision of the two forces was merely the blink of an eye.

This explosive sound directly caused the Low-Rank Warriors present to suffer from ringing in their ears.

And at the moment of impact, the residual force swept outwards like a blade in all directions.

The smooth walls around the platform were neatly sliced by the passing force.

Fortunately, those watching were above; otherwise, no one would have been spared from this residual force sweeping across the plane.

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At the point of collision, the War Platform was now enveloped in billowing black smoke.

Just a moment ago, it was as if thirty thousand tons of explosives had detonated, and the War Platform the size of ten acres was directly covered by the black smoke.

No one could see the situation beneath the smoke.

Even Ye Xuan, a Cultivator, couldn’t manage it.

Her Divine Sense could not reach such a distance, and furthermore.

The War Platform was filled with the undispersed, terrifying aura.

If Divine Sense rashly charged in, it was likely to be attacked, causing unnecessary damage.

Now all that could be done was to wait for the black smoke to dissipate, only then would it be possible to see which of the two fighters remained.

Some speculated that after this move, both fighters would no longer exist.

Path-Entering Martial Artists burning their Inner Origin in a battle to the death.

It was an all-out duel where life and death had long been disregarded.

Although it wasn’t a battlefield, the Martial Artists watching also suffered many injuries.

Especially the Yellow-Rank Martial Artists who were closer to the War Platform.

They only felt a shortness of breath in their chests, along with a dull sensation.

As if a stone was pressing on their internal organs.

The Elders and Sect Leaders leading these injured warriors felt fortunate.

If the walls in front hadn’t blocked most of the residual force, these Yellow-Rank Martial Artists might have died instantly.

Even Mysterious Rank Warriors could have suffered severe internal injuries, and it’s likely the Earth-Rank Warriors also wouldn’t be an exception.

From this, it can be seen how terrifying it is when Path-Entering Martial Artists burn their Inner Origin and fight.

“Old Ancestor, it’s over…”

Within the Liu Family’s resting area, Liu Shui knelt on the ground.

No matter who was standing on the War Platform, Liu Dao could no longer be the Liu Dao of before.

Path-Entering Martial Artists who burn their Inner Origin are doomed from that moment on to leave the circle.

Even if they are lucky enough to survive, Path-Entering Martial Artists who have burned their Inner Origin would only be invalids.

The downfall of Liu Dao symbolized the complete descent of the Liu Family into a dark era.

Like Liu Shui and the many martial artists of the Liu Family, Ye Ruoxiang had cried until she could no longer make a sound.

Xia Liu felt guilty about the conflict he had with Liu Lang.

In the end, it was somewhat possible that Liu Lang’s death was due to him.

This led to a complete fallout with the Liu Family, a feud to the death.

Today, he unleashed his peerless cultivation, yet he was also to fall here.

Ye Ruoxiang’s heart ached so much that she almost couldn’t breathe.

She was wrong, terribly wrong.

If it wasn’t for Ye Ruochu holding her back, she would have definitely jumped from the eight-meter-high speaking platform.

Even if it meant her own death, she needed to check on Xia Liu’s safety.

“Sister! He’ll be fine, just wait! Wait a moment!”

Ye Ruochu, using her martial artist’s cultivation, held onto Ye Ruoxiang, otherwise she really wouldn’t have been able to restrain her self-blaming sister.

Ouyang Lingtian was in as much pain as Ye Ruoxiang.

He sat quietly in his chair, appearing indifferent and calm to others.

But only he knew how fast his blood was pumping, how frequently his heart was racing.

Ouyang Lingtian was panicked, afraid that Xia Liu was really in trouble.

He didn’t dare to check on him, worried that he wouldn’t be able to control himself and would end up killing the Liu Family members on site.

Chen Yingke, Chen Tian’en, and Chen Yan watched the war platform intently.

Xia Liu was not only a friend of the Chen Family but also their future hope.

Although he wasn’t a Chen Family martial artist, he had made a promise.

After becoming the Heavenly Mansion Chief, he would protect the Chen Family for ten years.

What pained the Chen grandfather and grandchildren the most wasn’t this.

It was that they discovered they had developed a kind of friendship with Xia Liu during the time they spent together.

A feeling of camaraderie that transcended transactions.

Their hearts ached, ached so much that they couldn’t breathe.

“Xia Liu, how am I supposed to explain this to Fang Fei…”

Behind Chen Yan, the lips of Fang Cheng were somewhat chapped, the result of the lingering force sweeping in, as well as the symptom of his heartbreak.

Xia Liu was his son-in-law; if he was truly gone, how would he explain it to his daughter.

Fang Huasheng said nothing.

His eyes fixed on the war platform shrouded in black smoke, after a long while, he finally spoke, “Hmph! How could Xia Liu be in trouble? I don’t believe it, his limit is surely not just this!”

Fang Huasheng muttered to himself with a snort, drawing the gaze of everyone around him.

He did not retreat, scanning the crowd without giving an inch.

“General Fang, my condolences…”

“General Fang, don’t be like this.”

“I know, no need to worry, and what I’m saying is also the truth. Xia Liu’s limits are surely not just this.”

Fang Huasheng would not let go of his conviction.

Hearing this response, the people around him all began softly shaking their heads.

They all understood Fang Huasheng’s heart; his grandson-in-law possessed such vast cultivation, and he was so young too. Without any accidents, in a few years, he was sure to be a famed Martial Dao Peak talent known throughout the land.

It was a pity that heaven was blind, cutting down such geniuses in their cradles.

Many martial artists on site felt a deep sense of loss for Xia Liu.

“Tsk, I’m just waiting for the smoke to disperse, and Xia Liu to emerge again!”

“To emerge again? He might…”

“Old Master Fang, you’re the one who understands me…”