Heavenly Tribulation Doctor * Second Flight —— Twelfth Flight Chapter One Hundred and Ten: Tenfold Concentrated Needle

  "Boss, be careful, the demon clan... is extremely powerful..." Ling Lan was the first to sense it, earlier by the river ordinary people couldn't feel it at all, but the big man's body had that oppressive aura. Now the big man's situation was obviously more severe than before, lying there like a dead person.

  The aura released by the big man was not strength, so Luo Zhenfeng and Haitian didn't feel much. However, they could sense that the big man lying there like a corpse was not an ordinary person in the mortal world, nothing more than that.

  But the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, Ling Lan, was different. Only she could sense the powerful aura emanating from this big man. It was an instinct, a demonic instinct, and this big man was absolutely a member of the demonic tribe, and not just any ordinary demonic tribe at that. Otherwise, it wouldn't have made Ling Lan, who had once reached the nine-tailed stage, feel so uncomfortable.

  "It's nothing!" He lightly patted Ling Lan's shoulder and walked past her to the front of the pit.

  "Ling Lan, set up a simpler illusion array, I don't want others to know what's going on." The Shu Xin Clinic had always maintained an ordinary appearance, and there were no traps or arrays inside that targeted cultivators. Because Wentai didn't want to attract too much attention, but this time was different. For a short period of time, it couldn't be allowed for ordinary people to discover that something was amiss here, and afterwards, withdrawing it shouldn't cause any problems either.

  Ling Lan immediately took action, and in an instant, in the eyes of ordinary people, that place once again became a peaceful and serene grassland.

  Luo Zhenfeng and Haitao stood by, curiously watching. They didn't worry about Wentai, just like when they said they were ordinary innate martial artists in front of Tianjun Xing, the two had a strange expression. Because now, one-on-one, even if they went all out, it was hard to say who would win against Wentai.

  Wen Tao's body was becoming increasingly powerful, ordinary flying swords were no longer a threat to him. Even if it was a low-grade spiritual artifact user without the level of mid-stage spiritual cultivation, it would be difficult to hurt him. People like Luo Zhenfeng and Haitao, at their current level, could only use middle-grade spiritual artifacts or higher-level weapons to have a good fight with Wen Tao.

  For Wén Tāo's super strong body, both of them admired him extremely.

  Wen Tao looked around and found that the person had no pulse. However, a cultivator not having a pulse doesn't necessarily mean they're dead. Moreover, Ling Lan just said this was a demon clan member.

  Ling Lan's current cultivation had recovered a lot. Now, Wen Tao often chose her as his sparring partner because he always liked to challenge stronger opponents.

  Wen Tao used his spiritual awareness to take a look, but he couldn't see anything. He tried again using the Jilingyi to enhance his spiritual awareness, but the result was still the same. How strong is this guy?! Wen Tao had thought that this person wasn't simple, but even his own early-stage Tribulation Period spiritual awareness couldn't penetrate through, which left Wen Tao a bit surprised.

  There was the Tianjun Star first, and then there was this mysterious big Han who suddenly descended from the sky. The number of experts is increasing. Wentai thought to himself, and the hot blood in his heart began to stir quickly.

  "Ling Lan, you just said he's a demon clan, can you tell what clan he is?"

  Ling Lan also leaned in, took a look and shook her head: "Report to the boss, can't see anything, but the pressure on his body is something I've only seen twice in my life. The last time was when I met a lazy dragon turtle, that dragon turtle was a thousand-year-old turtle, although it wasn't some kind of super divine beast. But it had the direct bloodline of a dragon, it's just that he was very lazy. Too lazy to ascend, every day was just sleeping, and him..."

  Ling Lan looked at the Great Han and said, "Although his intimidating aura is not as strong as that of the dragon turtle, he still has such a strong intimidating aura in this situation. He should be a direct descendant of the divine beast."

  Now Shu Mountain, even overseas, has heard of the appearance of divine beasts for nearly ten thousand years. At most, some divine beasts and their descendants of other species are mixed-blooded. The bloodline is not pure, but if it's a direct descendant or from the previous few generations, it's also quite powerful.

  It's not a long-term solution here, especially now that there are many more secular cultivators. What's more, Qingcheng's Han Jinsuo and Tianji Daoist of Emei are both after me, they're all looking for me.

  Let's take him back into the house first and talk later. Wentai stretched out his hand and had already lifted up the big man from below.

  It's so heavy, at least over 10,000 catties. Except for Wén Tāo, even Líng Lán wouldn't be able to move him with his entire body. What is his true form, that it's so heavy? Moreover, he can still control the human body and weight as much as possible, maintaining a stable weight when not being moved by others. When the demon tribe transforms into a human body, no matter how heavy their original body was, they can use force to control the balance state, otherwise, just stepping on it might make the ground or the place they pass through unbearable.

  After entering, Wentao immediately used the Lingqi needle to perform the Forbidden Needle Technique. In the state of the Great Han, after several months, the Lingqi needle had become more than twice as strong as before, but only one-fifth of it could enter his body. This was still under the condition that the opponent was completely relaxed and had no defense. Wentao had experimented with the needle's attack power being very strong, and even his current Lingqi needle couldn't fully dissolve and resist Luo Zhenfeng's and Haitian's true yuan spiritual energy.

  That was still in their all-out state, and it was already quite good to be able to block two-thirds of the power. However, there were still ways to do it, and Wentai immediately made a dozen or so forbidden needle techniques.

  The demon clan cultivates the demon pill, followed by the demon infant, which is actually not much different from humans.

  For demons and cultivators who have reached the Nascent Soul stage, temporary physical problems are nothing as long as the Nascent Soul is fine.

  Wen Tao gave the Great Han Envoy the Jing Shen needle, which had been improved dozens or even hundreds of times. Normally, when treating injuries for Luo Zhenfeng and Hai Chao, they were constantly testing and improving it. The power now was completely different from when it was first tested on Luo Zhenfeng's body.

  "...Silk..." As soon as the needle was in place, I felt that the air around me seemed to suddenly make a sound.

  This was ordinary for Wēn Tāo, Líng Lán and Luó Zhèn Fēng, but the private Tsunami took a deep breath, how perverted! Because what was moving around wasn't air, but spiritual energy. In an instant, the spiritual energy within tens of meters, or even further away, all gathered towards Dà Hàn's location.

  In an instant, his body was like a black hole, constantly devouring all spiritual energy.

  If this continues, it will definitely bring trouble. At this speed, within a minute or so, the spiritual energy from several dozen miles around will probably gather here. Within three minutes, the spiritual energy from three hundred miles around will probably surge over.

  When the time comes, it will be impossible for people not to notice.

  However, before this problem was solved, a new one emerged. The power to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly weakened, as if breathing was about to stop, and there was no follow-up power at all. The originally surging spiritual energy suddenly stopped coming in.

  "It's okay..."

  Just as Luo Zhenfeng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Wentai's expression turned serious and he shot out dozens of spiritual energy needles again with the Forbidden Needle Technique. This time, it wasn't just once, but twice in an instant.

  The latest Jing Shen needle's forbidden technique has a total of sixteen acupoints, and previously Wen Tao had already done one round. This time, he used more than ten spiritual energy needles in each of the same acupoints, using a total of 160 spiritual energy needles to increase the effectiveness, because he knew that at this moment, Da Han was already close to being exhausted, and the previous instant was his only chance to activate it.

  If he gives up halfway, with his current medical skills, it would be hard to save him.

  Never mind who he is and why, at this moment, Wentai is just a doctor. To him, he is not only challenging the strange disease of his patient but also challenging himself.

  After nearly one hundred and eighty spiritual energy needles, Wentai's body swayed, almost falling over.

  "Doctor Wen..." Yanlin, who arrived later, hurriedly came forward to support him. Wentai raised his hand to indicate that he was fine, adjusted his breathing and stood firmly. Fortunately, it was just a bit over the limit.

  "Doctor Wen is in trouble now..." Luo Zhenfeng pointed at the big man lying there and sighed.

  At this time, under Wén Tāo's efforts, the most fundamental driving force in Dà Hán's body, along with the already dying Yuányīng Huǒ (Primordial Infant Fire), began to rotate once again. In an instant, one could sense that it seemed as if everything around was going to be devoured by this Qi.

  His current aura was such that even if he concentrated the spiritual energy within a thousand miles, it wouldn't be enough for him to absorb. Moreover, the spiritual energy was so thin that there was no way to quickly gather it, and before he could replenish himself, the nascent soul in his body would probably have stopped running already. Previously, in order to save his life, he had suppressed the nascent soul, entering a state of deep hibernation; without rescue, this was an instinctual means of survival that was akin to death itself.

  The most important thing is that if this continues, it will bring big trouble later on.

  At this time, Da Han's situation is like an ordinary person whose heart has temporarily stopped beating. He must get his heart beating again before he can take medicine.

  At this time, he was already operating, and Wentai immediately took out the elixir to stuff it into his mouth. As soon as the spiritual elixir entered his mouth, the big man immediately stopped absorbing the thin spiritual energy around him that could not be thinner.

  But in just a few seconds, the burly man had already absorbed the top-grade Spirit Pellet.

  "I hope I don't lose too badly this time!!" Wentao smiled wryly and shook his head, taking out a large amount of medicinal pellets, including the last few top-grade pellets he had left, as well as some lower-grade immortal pills.