Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 748 - 810 Magical Confrontation

Chapter 748: Chapter 810: Magical Confrontation Chapter 748: Chapter 810: Magical Confrontation Chapter Eight Hundred and Ten

A silver-gray Bentley car, like a silent sea fish, glided into Misty Lake’s bank.

By this time, the sky had darkened.

The Bentley stopped by the lakeside willows.

Tang Shengfeng got out of the car and hurried to the rear door, opening it and saying respectfully,

“Grandmaster, we have arrived!”

Long Xiaoshan, who had been sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed to conserve energy, opened his eyes, nodded, and stepped out of the car.

Standing by Misty Lake, he looked at the Situ Mansion in the distance, a flash of golden light glimmering in his eyes, which saw a completely different scene than the common man.

Gleaming strands of resplendent golden light were shooting out from the Situ Mansion, disintegrating the malicious and filthy energies wherever they passed as if encountering their natural enemy.

He let out a cold, silent laugh.

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It seemed that someone was performing a ritual, trying to dispel the nefarious energies that had been drawn to the Situ Family.

The golden flames in his eyes gleamed even more fiercely.

Long Xiaoshan’s Heavenly Eye had already pierced through the willows, directly perceiving the inside of the Situ Mansion, and he saw an old Monk dressed in a kasaya, holding a Buddha’s Gate Magic Artifact, performing the rites.

The strands of golden light were the Demonic Subduing Holy Light that the ritual produced.

The power of Buddha’s Gate tremendously suppressed the evil energies.

The evil energies that Long Xiaoshan had drawn were naturally no match for the cleansing of the Demonic Subduing Holy Light.

But now that Long Xiaoshan had arrived, he would not stand by and watch his plan to teach the Situ Family a lesson be ruined by a monk.

Long Xiaoshan stretched out his five fingers and grabbed at the void, and with a rumble, the ground beneath them trembled.

Under the power of his Formation, those evil energies completely erupted, the dark and filthy aura soared into the sky, fiercely turbulent.

If the evil energies had just been a calm river, now they became an erupting flood.

The overwhelming wicked energies were stirred into action.

They rushed directly toward the Situ Mansion.

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Inside the Situ Mansion, a large number of Situ Family descendants were gathered, watching Master Wudao performing the rites under the leadership of Situ Mingde.

Master Wudao held a golden Mantra Wheel, silently chanting Buddhist scriptures inscribed in Sanskrit that had been blessed by venerated monks of the Western Regions, a supreme artifact for subduing demons.

At this moment, Master Wudao gently spun the Mantra Wheel, ding!

The Mantra Wheel emitted a clear and melodious sound, and all of the Situ Family members felt a sense of spiritual clarity as if a tranquil Zen-like essence was circulating in their hearts, especially Situ Mingde, who felt as if the Demon of Sickness had slithered out of his body.

His whole being was invigorated.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

Master Wudao kept activating the Mantra Wheel, releasing waves of demon-subduing sounds.

The Mantra Wheel radiated golden light.

As Master Wudao performed the rites, this golden light spread, flowing like mercury across the entire courtyard and over the whole Situ Mansion.

Everyone saw that the previously obscure moonlight in the sky became crystally clear.

It was as if the dark clouds shrouding over the Situ Mansion had dissipated.

“Grandmaster!”

“A true, enlightened, high monk!”

Many of the Situ Family elders were so moved that they could not contain themselves, and even the youth showed surprised expressions.

They had thought it was all feudal superstition, but the scene before them seemed to exceed their understanding.

Just as the Situ Family was feeling excited and joyful,

suddenly the ground shook.

Boom!

Huge amounts of black qi burst from beneath the ground, instantly scattering the golden radiance.

The howling wind sounded like countless ghosts shrieking in the ears of those present.

The previously clear moonlight was now shrouded in blackness, leaving behind only a pale, ghastly glow, like eyes without pupils hanging over the Situ Mansion.

All the members of the Situ Family were stunned.

Although they could not see the black qi surging forth, waves of chill wind swept over their bodies, the coldness seeping deep into their bones.

Situ Mingde, the Family Head, was the prime victim, his face turning deathly pale.

He vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.

He was the head of the Situ Family.

Their ancestral home had been attacked by evil energy, and he was the first to suffer for it.

After spitting out blood, Situ Mingde’s face was as pale as gold leaf, his body trembling uncontrollably, almost gasping his last breath.

People around him hurried to support Situ Mingde, rubbing his chest and patting his back.

Master Wudao’s face underwent a drastic change.

He said furiously, “What wicked sorcerer dares to commit such an atrocious and heaven-defying act?”

Through Master Wudao’s Spirit Eye.

The influx of evil energy beneath the Situ Family estate had burst forth like a sudden mountain flood, more than tenfold intenser than before, rampaging through the Situ estate like horrific demon monsters.

The previous outbreak of evil energy had only impacted the Situ Family’s fate.

But now, with such tumultuous eruption of evil energy, it would likely affect not just their fate but could also lead to the extermination of the entire Situ Family.

Even a grandmaster from the Feng Shui Sector.

When calculating against their own adversaries.

Rarely would they use such a vicious approach that would annihilate an entire lineage.

After all, because of the connection to karma, Feng Shui Masters also have to consider that by being too ruthless, they would damage their own fate and incur divine retribution, especially since the Situ Family is among the top five noble families in Xichuan Province.

This karma is too great; the one who did this is definitely not an ordinary Feng Shui Master but an evil demon sorcerer.

Master Wudao was the picture of righteousness.

He denounced the evil demon!

He raised the Mantra Wheel high in his hand and uttered the Six Syllable Mantra, “Om Mani Padme Hum.”

The Prayer Wheel began to spin at great speed.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

Wave after wave of Demonic Subduing Holy Sound echoed throughout the Situ estate.

Streams of golden light shot up from the Prayer Wheel into the sky.

Hum!

A clear chant rang out!

The golden light transformed into a Golden Celestial Dragon, soaring gracefully into the air above the Situ estate.

The Golden Dragon weaved and danced, then plunged into the ground, swallowing a stream of evil energy.

At the shores of Misty Lake.

Long Xiaoshan squinted his eyes and suddenly let out a sound of surprise.

He had incited the eruption of the evil energy underground, dispersing the old monk’s Demonic Subduing Holy Light.

He hadn’t expected the old monk actually to have some tricks up his sleeve.

The Magic Artifact in his hand was no ordinary object; it had actually condensed a Golden Celestial Dragon from among the Eight Divine Dragons to devour the evil energy—a true protector deity of demon subjugation.

Although the old monk only summoned a trace of its spiritual form.

It was still more than what this evil energy could withstand.

Long Xiaoshan sneered, stepping forward abruptly, his hands rapidly forming seals.

A mere Demon Subduing Magic Artifact would not trouble him, as Long Xiaoshan’s Heavenly Eye on his forehead also slowly opened.

He bit his tongue, spraying out a mist of blood.

The blood mist seemed to have its own spiritual nature, writhing like a Spirit Serpent in the air before disappearing into the void.

Inside the large Situ Mansion, the Golden Dragon churned ceaselessly, a great deal of evil energy already devoured.

Suddenly the evil energy churned again, and a blood light spread wide.

The evil energy swiftly converged, forming a blood-red Tianzun radiating with blood light, crowned with a precious headdress, draped in Yingluo, and wielding a Vajra Pestle, stepping down hard!

With a pitiful cry, the Golden Dragon was crushed by the Heavenly Deity’s foot into the ground.