Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain-Chapter 2712 - 2711: Pravina’s Oath

Thor’s heart suddenly contracted, as if tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand, making even breathing difficult.

He widened his eyes, staring at Lin Dong incredulously, those eyes that usually sparkled with thunder and confidence now filled with shock and disbelief.

The Thunder Clan, a renowned and powerful tribe in the Martial Arts World, its reputation enough to intimidate many forces, and he, an outstanding figure among the younger generation of the Thunder Clan, never thought someone would dare to defy the Thunder Clan’s pressure so lightly.

But even the Thunder Clan, when facing the Dark Family, one of the western sovereign families, dared not lift their heads, so humble.

And yet, the opponent, didn’t take even the Dark Family seriously!?

"You... did you really slaughter Little Monarch Red Dragon before the Shadow Sovereign?" Thor’s voice trembled slightly, each word seemed squeezed out between his teeth.

He tried to find a trace of falsehood from Lin Dong’s expression, but Lin Dong’s face was calm as water, without a ripple, that indifference made Thor’s doubts even deeper.

Lin Dong smiled lightly, a smile that both mocked Thor’s ignorance and showed confidence in his own strength.

"Believe it or not, it makes no difference to me. After all, you are about to become a dead man!"

"Step forward quickly and meet your death!"

Before his voice fell, the momentum around Lin Dong suddenly changed, a majestic spiritual power swept out like a storm, compressing the surrounding air to make a sharp whistling sound.

Thor felt an indescribable pressure descending from the sky, locking him in place, as if he was about to be completely engulfed by this power at any moment.

"No! This can’t be! I, Thor, will never yield like this!" Thor roared, the thunder element within him surged crazily, trying to resist the oppression brought by Lin Dong.

He rapidly formed seal gestures with his hands, the sky suddenly filled with dark clouds, thunder roared, and thick lightning pierced the sky, directly targeting Lin Dong, it was the Thunder Clan’s unique secret skill - Thunderstorm Punishment.

However, facing this awe-inspiring offensive, Lin Dong merely raised his hand lightly, the fingertips condensed a soft light, gentle and warm, yet contained world-destroying power.

With a flick, that light transformed into a stream of brilliance, pierced through the dense net of lightning, and directly struck Thor’s heart vein.

"Bang!" An explosive sound, Thor’s body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, dust flying, thunder light dissipating, leaving only a scorched pit and Thor lying within, breathless.

Lin Dong stepped forward slowly, his gaze cold, "Remember, regardless of background, strength is the only standard that decides life and death."

Thor raised his head with difficulty, his eyes full of reluctance and relief, he finally understood, the man before him had surpassed the scope of his understanding, the aura of the Thunder Clan was just a joke in front of Lin Dong.

"Am I going to die? I’m unwilling... it wasn’t easy for me to cultivate to a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist." Thor’s voice was weak, yet unusually clear, he closed his eyes, waiting for the final fate.

And Lin Dong shook his head, showed no pity.

He cultivated to a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, indeed not easy. But since he wanted to kill Lin Dong, then he should not blame Lin Dong for killing him.

In Lin Dong’s cold and determined eyes, Lin Dong slowly raised his hand, a formless sword slowly condensed in his palm.

That was the Sword of Wuji, a supreme divine weapon capable of severing everything in the world, even souls.

"Sword of Wuji, slash!" Lin Dong murmured, wielding the formless sword fiercely, a brilliant sword light tore through the sky, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, carrying endless chill and determination, directly targeting Thor’s head.

Seeing this, Thor’s eyes showed a hint of despair and reluctance, he knew he had no power to reverse the situation, but the pride of the Thunder Clan did not allow him to give up easily.

He mustered his last ounce of strength, mobilizing the remaining thunder element within, attempting to initiate the Thunder Clan’s most forbidden self-destruct technique, hoping to perish together with Lin Dong.

However, Lin Dong’s actions were faster, the sword light of the Sword of Wuji had already penetrated his chest at the moment Thor’s thought arose, splitting his huge body in two.

Blood and thunder light intertwined, forming a poignant picture, Thor’s eyes gradually dispersed, the Life Fire completely extinguished, his body fell weakly on the ground, the thunder element scattered, yet there was no more life force.

Lin Dong did not stop here, he raised his hand lightly, an invisible force gently extracted Thor’s spirit and soul, a faint and flickering light dot, Thor’s last consciousness and existence.

Lin Dong smiled lightly, his fingers moved slightly, then stored this light dot into the Drought-Maiden Horn.

Thor’s death was tragic, his body split in two by the Sword of Wuji, blood staining the earth, the thunder element dissipated in the air, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair, but everything was irreparable.

Lin Dong gazed at this scene, his heart remained unchanged, he understood deeply, in this world where the strong are revered, being weak meant death, and Thor was just another example.

After dealing with Thor, Lin Dong did not linger, he turned to look into the distance, the direction where Pravina was chasing Alya.

"I wonder if Pravina, has dealt with Alya. Pravina’s strength is Third Heaven, while Alya’s is only Second Heaven. If she can’t even handle Alya, then I have no reason to keep Pravina as a servant. I don’t accept trash."

Lin Dong murmured, cast Earth Dragon Treasure Technique, and burrowed into the ground, disappearing from the scene.

At the same moment Lin Dong disappeared into the ground, far away on the other side, a battle concerning life and death and loyalty was fiercely unfolding.

Fifteen hundred kilometers away, the battle between Pravina and Alya had reached its peak, the air thick with the stench of blood and unwillingness.

Alya, the Thunder Clan’s genius girl, now exhausted, her Second Heaven power appearing fragile under Pravina’s Third Heaven oppression.

Her clothes drenched in sweat, hair disheveled, eyes shining with unyielding and furious light, a deep hatred for the betrayer.

"Pravina, you bitch!" Alya’s voice became hoarse due to anger, she screamed, seemingly wanting to pour out all the resentment in her heart, "To survive, you actually relied on Lin Dong, became his maid. And you’re going to kill me, aren’t you afraid of being abandoned by your family? Afraid of being pursued by our Charm Clan?"

Pravina, dressed in luxurious attire, face stern, corners of her mouth curled in a light smile, a confidence of impending victory.

"You’re wrong, Alya." She said softly, her tone filled with endless admiration for Lin Dong, "My master will not die. He has the potential to become the first in Martial Arts history, and I, as his follower, will have the chance to leave my name in the long river of Martial Arts history - Pravina."

"And you, can only perish among the dust of history on this earth."

Upon hearing this, Alya’s face showed a disdainful sneer: "Dream on? Even if Lin Dong has that talent, he will never fulfill it. He will definitely perish, like countless geniuses who once shone brightly."

This remark ignited the anger within Pravina’s heart. Her face changed drastically, eyes showed a fierce look: "Impudent, how dare you curse the master! Alya, die!"