Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 741

Chapter 741: Chapter 176: Those Green-Skinned Monsters! (Third Update)

Lingering souls!

Those God and Demon lingering souls that wait for someone to walk into the Divine Demon Ancient Battlefield, and then possess them to be reborn!

"Such bad luck!" Ji Yaohua couldn’t help but curse.

Under such gravity, they could hardly lift their hands, and yet they encountered these lingering souls. How could they possibly resist?

"Look, they don’t seem to be affected by this space!" Xi Qianxue suddenly noticed and alerted everyone.

Mu Qingge remained silent. In her heart, she thought, ’The gravity affects physical bodies, so it naturally has no effect on these lingering souls. Indeed, as Ji Yaohua said, quite unlucky.’

"They’re coming!" Ying Ze’s voice was low as he spoke.

The lingering souls rushed toward them rapidly, as if they had smelled the aura of the living here, and charged wildly.

"Ah—!" Suddenly, Ji Yaohua let out a furious roar.

Mu Qingge and the others turned their gaze to him, seeing his neck and temple veins bulge, his handsome face flushed red. He gritted his teeth, exerting effort to lift his hand, took out his fan, and barely opened it, preparing for battle.

At the same time, he sternly spoke to Ying Ze and Xi Qianxue, "Your attacks are useless against these lingering souls, stay behind Qingge and me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lingering souls were already upon them.

This time, the lingering souls were of a lower level, just like the ones Xi Qianxue first spotted, amorphous black shadows. However, their numbers were overwhelming, like a dark cloud, roughly estimated in the thousands.

Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened, and with a flick of her right index finger, she softly commanded, "Linglong Spear!"

The Finger Cover transformed into the Linglong Spear, automatically flying into the air to slaughter the lingering souls.

Meanwhile, Ji Yaohua’s fan also flew out of his hand, rotating incessantly nearby, blocking the approaching lingering souls.

Already under the pressure of gravity, the attack of the lingering souls was simply adding fuel to the fire! At this moment, their ability to channel Spiritual Power was significantly hindered.

Ying Ze and Xi Qianxue were protected in the middle, their attacks were useless against the lingering souls.

Around them, gusts of cold wind seemed to proliferate.

The air was filled with the wailings and howls of ghosts.

The shrill laughter, dense and intertwined, penetrated their minds as if trying to tear apart their souls.

"Watch out!" Ji Yaohua saw a lingering soul stealthily attacking Xi Qianxue. He urgently directed his fan to rescue, leaving his back vulnerable, where a lingering soul bit down, tearing his clothes and ripping away a large chunk of flesh.

The pain made him gasp sharply.

"What do they want? It doesn’t seem like they’re trying to possess us!" Ying Ze noted Ji Yaohua’s back wound and then looked at his own shoulder and arm wounds, speaking in a deep voice.

"They want to consume us to gain strength. At their current level, they can’t possess. They can only take over after growing stronger." Mu Qingge’s eyes were calm and icy.

"Aren’t they supposed to grow stronger by devouring each other? Why eat us?" Xi Qianxue wielded her sword to block.

Mu Qingge replied in a deep voice, "Devouring each other is only one way for them to become strong. Now it seems that consuming fresh flesh can also make them stronger, even..." Her gaze flashed and landed on the lingering soul that had consumed Ji Yaohua’s flesh, her voice growing colder, "Even faster than devouring their kind."

Catching the implicit suggestion in her words, Ji Yaohua and the others looked at the lingering souls.

"Kekeke—!"

The lingering soul let out an arrogant laugh, and its originally chaotic eye sockets gradually turned green.

"It’s breaking through!" Xi Qianxue exclaimed.

Ji Yaohua’s features twisted in rage, grinding his teeth in a curse, "Damn it! How dare you eat my flesh to break through!" He directed his fan towards the lingering soul.

However, as soon as it approached, it was directly knocked back by the now-evolved lingering soul.

This scene changed Ji Yaohua’s expression significantly.

Suddenly, a golden light shot towards the lingering soul. It became extremely terrified, attempting to flee but was enveloped by the golden light, gradually shrinking into a Golden Pill that flew towards them.

Witnessing this sudden turn of events, the three followed the direction of the Golden Pill only to find Mu Qingge’s eyes glistening with a pure golden light, her entire being exuding an aura transcending the mortal realm, like a deity.

The Golden Pill flew towards her mouth, but she raised her hand to block it, catching it directly in her palm and placing it into a Glazed Bottle.

As the three looked at her, she explained, her tone at odds with the icy apathy in her gaze. "A kind of Spiritual Attack technique, a family inheritance."

Spiritual Attack? Family inheritance?

Though the three still had some questions, they knew now was not the time to ask.

Mu Qingge’s eyes continued to emit golden light, turning those strong lingering souls into Golden Pills which she collected in the Glazed Bottle, while the low-level lingering souls were left to the Linglong Spear and Ji Yaohua’s fan.

Still, despite this, the three were left battered. Only Mu Qingge, whom the lingering souls seemed to consider untouchable, avoided approaching her, as if in retreat.

Finally, the thousands of lingering souls were thoroughly eradicated.

Mu Qingge’s eyes returned to their normal color, directing her gaze at the other three.

They were covered in tattered clothes torn by the lingering souls, with wounds covering their bodies. Ji Yaohua’s face had a blood slit, marring his handsome looks.

Mu Qingge took out three Elixirs and let them take them.

These three Elixirs were a regular item at auctions on the first floor, known as the holy medicine for healing. Once they ingested them, their wounds immediately stopped bleeding and healed completely.

Soon, besides their ragged clothes stained with blood, there was no sign they had been injured.

Though exhausted, Mu Qingge was also not in good shape.

Fighting under gravity was already an extreme challenge.

She said to the three, "We must leave here; if another wave comes, we will all die."

The three nodded heavily.

The four held each other’s hands, supporting and relying on each other, resolved to walk out of this eerie Gravity Space.

...

In the Divine Demon Ancient Battlefield, the chill of death-laden coldness continuously swept across the ground.

This place, desolate and lifeless, was not meant for the living. It belonged to the dead, to spirits, to lingering souls.

Mu Qingge was jolted awake by the cold wind, snapping out of her daze.

Once she regained her consciousness, she discovered that she was lying on the hard, black ground.

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