Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 796 - 860 Terrified Wei Jinghuan

Chapter 796: Chapter 860: Terrified Wei Jinghuan Chapter 796: Chapter 860: Terrified Wei Jinghuan Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty

Wei Jinghuan brazenly made a move, his technique taking form, conjuring a sand-yellow mountain peak that crashed down from the void.

Boom!

The roof of the meeting hall was instantly smashed open by the mountain peak, and with a loud crashing sound, a large amount of mixed earth and brick debris fell.

Amid these debris, a several-meters-wide peak, radiating a yellow glow, smashed down towards Long Xiaoshan.

Its formidable power was exceedingly astonishing.

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Bang!

After a massive tremor, the floor where Long Xiaoshan stood collapsed straight away, creating a large hole several meters wide, with a mass of bricks falling through, and dust billowing up from the hole.

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“Xiaoshan!” Jin Lian screamed.

Shangguan Baihe’s complexion changed dramatically, too.

Although she had seen Long Xiaoshan in action and knew he was formidable, what had just happened was a mountain smashing down.

It even punctured the floor; if Long Xiaoshan was hit head-on, even if he were made of steel, he’d have been flattened, right?

The two women, disregarding the cracks spreading across the floor and the risk of collapse, rushed to the edge of the large hole.

Below the hole, dust was swirling, bricks and soil piled up like a mountain, with no sight of Long Xiaoshan anywhere.

“Xiaoshan!” Jin Lian covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes, she stood up and was about to jump into the gaping hole, but fortunate Shangguan Baihe, with quick reflexes, grabbed her.

“Don’t be foolish, Xiaoshan will be ok, he will be,” she kept saying, though her heart was also fraught with worry, but having witnessed Long Xiaoshan’s capabilities, she truly couldn’t believe that the man who had subdued the Situ family like a Heavenly Being would just die like that.

Hahaha!

Li Jialin laughed loudly in a shrill voice, finding it delightfully satisfying, “Die like that, serves you right for wanting to kill me.

This is what you get.”

Li Jialin’s arm was just now pierced through by Long Xiaoshan’s finger, causing her unbearable pain.

The young lady from Hong Kong Island had never suffered such agony before; fear and pain filled her with intense hatred towards Long Xiaoshan, so seeing him crushed to death by the mountain peak was extremely gratifying.

The terror in her heart also dissipated like smoke.

Meanwhile, she looked at Wei Jinghuan, who stood proudly there, eyes gleaming with a strange light.

Indeed, worthy of being Hong Kong’s junior Taoist Master, possessing such unpredictable ghostly and godly strength.

Compared to such power, money and authority seemed to fade into insignificance.

What a pity that the junior Taoist Master seemed not to be fond of women; otherwise, landing such a man wouldn’t be bad at all.

Crack!

The floor beneath Wei Jinghuan suddenly split open.

A hand reached up, grabbed Wei Jinghuan’s foot, and yanked him down fiercely.

Wei Jinghuan, too, was caught off guard.

Magicians have one serious flaw, which is the need for a casting time.

Although Wei Jinghuan, as a Sixth-Level Peak Spirit Master, could compress the casting time to a very short duration, it still wasn’t instant.

If a Martial Dao warrior got close, it would be fatal.

His mana had just started to rise when that hand fiercely pulled him down, and he disappeared through the floorboard.

The smile on Li Jialin’s face suddenly froze.

From below, a cacophony of crashing sounds came up.

It must have been only the duration of three breaths!

Bang!

The floorboard was pierced again, and a person flew up, slamming into the ceiling before crashing down to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

“Junior Taoist Master!”

Li Jialin and Gu Jingheng’s complexions changed drastically.

The one lying on the ground turned out to be Wei Jinghuan, Hong Kong’s junior Taoist Master.

One could see Wei Jinghuan’s clothes torn and tattered, his hair disheveled, his body bruised and battered as if he had been mauled by a group of strong men—there wasn’t a trace of his divine-like demeanor from before.

“Xiaoshan!” Jin Lian cried out in joy, causing Li Jialin and Gu Jingheng to subconsciously turn their heads back.

Both of their eyes widened abruptly, as if they had seen a ghost.

They saw a person slowly rising from the huge hole that Wei Jinghuan had just smashed.

With deep, dark eyes and a tall figure, his body was spotless.

If it wasn’t Long Xiaoshan, who else could it be?

Even more unbelievable, beneath his feet was sheer emptiness, defying all laws of physics as he soared upward, also shattering the worldviews that Li Jialin and Gu Jingheng had built over decades.

Looking at that divine demon-like figure standing above the void.

Li Jialin and Gu Jingheng shuddered.

At that moment, an endless sense of regret surged in their hearts.

Had they offended a man or a god?

If not for a celestial being, how could he disregard Earth’s gravity, floating freely in the air?

Wei Jinghuan shook his head, enduring the intense pain all over his body, as he slowly climbed up from the ground.

He had not seen who had pulled him down earlier, only to be suddenly beaten senseless, unable to tell north from south.

Intense pain emanated from seven or eight areas of his body.

With his experience, he was certain that the bones in those areas were definitely broken.

A snap was heard as a piece of black shield-shaped talisman fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces.

Wei Jinghuan’s pupils shrank violently.

That was his Protective Magical Artifact, the Black Shield Amulet, known for its exceptional sturdiness, yet someone had shattered it.

Wei Jinghuan was both shocked and furious.

It was a blessing he had the Protective Magical Artifact; otherwise, it wouldn’t be just a matter of a few broken bones; he would have likely been turned into a pile of mush.

Suppressing the intense pain in his body, he stood up, raised his head, and met Long Xiaoshan’s gaze as the latter floated above the ground, several meters up in the air.

From a position of height, he looked down on everyone else.

Seeing this, Wei Jinghuan exclaimed in astonishment:

“Are you a Grandmaster?”

Only a Grandmaster could walk on air, possessing the ability to float momentarily.

And only a Grandmaster could burst his Protective Magical Artifact instantly.

He never dreamed that he would encounter a Grandmaster in this remote village.

What kind of person was a Grandmaster?

Like a Divine Dragon in the sky, showing itself amid the clouds.

In all of Huaxia, there were only forty-seven recorded in the Dragon List.

Even if there were some hidden Grandmasters not accounted for, there definitely wouldn’t be more than a hundred throughout Huaxia.

Out of thirteen billion people in Huaxia, scarcely under a hundred were Grandmasters.

Meeting one was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack, yet by some rotten luck, on his first time stepping onto the mainland after so many years, he had encountered one.

His master, Shi Zhengqing, the leader of the Four Great Feng Shui Masters of Hong Kong, had told him:

‘Do not engage a Grandmaster unless you have reached the level of a Grand Spirit Master, because the moment you make a move, your life is no longer your own.’

This just showed how mighty a Grandmaster was!

At this moment, Wei Jinghuan had only one thought: to run as far away as possible!

Like a cat with its tail stepped on, he let out a strange cry, crushed a talisman, and a cloud of white smoke billowed up as Wei Jinghuan vanished.

Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly, golden flames dancing in his eyes.

No mere trickery could escape his Heavenly Eye.

With a flick of his fingers, a transparent ripple suddenly surged violently at an open window.

A figure reappeared, colliding with the transparent ripple and being bounced back, rolling on the ground.

Wei Jinghuan got up and saw that the entire conference hall was enclosed by a layer of transparent ripples.

He cried out, “A formation!”

(Thanks to the generous support of ‘A Youth Drunk on Strong Liquor,” who tipped 3×1888.

Congratulations to the fleet master.)