Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 900

Chapter 900: Chapter 335: Rendezvous, Broken Masks! (Three Updates)

After being sent out of the Divine Tomb, Mu Qingge opened her eyes again to find herself already outside the city of Sky City.

Sky City, seemingly floating amidst the clouds, stands upon a massive rising stone. The city appears surrounded by vast wilderness, but in reality, reaching the edge reveals a sheer cliff that would shatter anyone to pieces if fallen from.

There was no one else around her.

She stood alone on the ground, with tender grass underfoot and a gentle breeze at her fingertips. In the distance, the contours of Sky City’s walls were faintly visible without any signs of obstruction.

Mu Qingge flicked away some grass froth accidentally clinging to her robe and raised her eyes to look around.

Not a single person was in sight.

’Qingge, where are you?’ Bai Xi’s voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

Having long formed a contract between them, bearing names of master and servant, they could communicate through Spiritual Sense as long as they weren’t too far apart.

’Bai Xi!’ Mu Qingge instantly responded with a stir in her heart.

Before entering the Divine Tomb, she instructed Gu Ya to return to Luoxing City and send Bai Xi and Hou to her aid. It seemed they had arrived.

Where is she?

Mu Qingge looked around and replied in her heart, "I’ve already left the Divine Tomb, now I should be outside Sky City."

At this moment, the setting sun slowly descended, its afterglow shining on her, as if coating her with an orange-golden layer. She raised her eyes to see the sunset gradually dropping towards the horizon.

’I’m in the west.’ Mu Qingge provided an accurate location.

’Okay, wait for us, we’ll be there soon,’ Bai Xi quickly replied.

Ending the exchange, Mu Qingge stood with her hands behind her back, enjoying the rare tranquility and appreciating the beautiful sunset scenery. The trip to the Divine Tomb ended swiftly, with unforeseen occurrences throughout.

Fortunately, her goals were ultimately achieved.

But...

’Why did I not find the Mu Clan ancestor’s Divine Status in the Divine Tomb? Was it not found, or does it truly not exist?’ A trace of doubt flashed through Mu Qingge’s heart.

This doubt did not linger long before she set it aside.

She wondered whether Long Sheng would find the Seven-Colored Divine Status. Whether Huangfu Huan and his group had safely returned to the Demon Tomb and could find suitable Demon Spirits.

Separated from Ji Yaohua and others, where might they be now?

The grass under her feet reached her knees, dense and lush. With a breeze passing by, the grass bent neatly, layer upon layer, like waves on the sea, rising and falling.

The golden light of the sunset bathed everything here, coating it with a layer of gold, radiant and beautiful, a feast for the eyes.

Mu Qingge’s mood also grew increasingly tranquil with the undulations on this grassy land.

Suddenly, she seemed to enter a state of ethereal enlightenment, perceiving the direction of the wind, the patterns on the grass, the Earth’s veins, the rhythm of the sunset...

This sensation was profoundly mysterious, making her feel as if she had forgotten herself, becoming a cloud, a gust of wind, a blade of grass, or a ray of sunlight, blending into the surrounding scene.

She was immersed in this mystical state, attempting to comprehend the growth, movement, and cycles of all things.

However, suddenly, an intrusion shattered this mystical feeling.

Originally, Mu Qingge had a look of comfort and ease between her brows, with a slight smile, merging herself into it. Those forces inconsistent with this state suddenly intruded, causing her cheeks to slightly furrow, curving lips faintly to tense, and her exquisitely striking features gradually became cold and harsh.

Her clear eyes slowly retreated from the ethereal state, enveloped by a coldness.

She gently parted her red lips: "Since you’ve come, why bother being so furtive?" Her voice, like ripples in water, advanced layer by layer to reach the farthest regions.

After her words fell, figures abruptly sprang up from the grass in the distance.

They were clad in pitch black, with black cloaks draped over their shoulders, wearing half eagle-mask faces that appeared rather fierce. They tightly gripped long knives in their hands, raised to shoulder level, with the knife’s edge emitting a chilling gleam that even the sunset could not dispel.

There were three to four hundred of them, surrounded by pure golden light, astonishingly all high-ranked experts of the Golden Realm! They surrounded her from all directions, blocking off all her escape routes.

Behind the three to four hundred people stood one person from each direction. Those four remained motionless as mountains, their presence equally commanding or even more so than the hundred Golden Realm experts.

Their faces adorned with half-masks different from the previous, engraved with mysterious and exquisite patterns, appeared even more refined.

’Transcendance Tribulation Stage experts!’ Mu Qingge’s gaze sharpened as the Lotus Seal on her forehead flashed with a demonic shimmer, enhancing her enchanting allure.

Three to four hundred high-ranked Golden Realm individuals, with four Transcendance Tribulation Stage elders joining in the final pursuit.

Mu Qingge coldly chuckled in her heart, ’The Divine Hall’s persistence in pursuit this time, investing more and more heavily!’

The three to four hundred people closed in on Mu Qingge instantly, encircling her at a distance of twenty or so feet.

A dense crowd obstructed her view, but she sensed the rapid approach of those four Transcendance Tribulation Stage elders.

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