The Immortal Physician's Transmigration: Miraculous Rejuvenation

Ye Yuanchen and the others hurriedly returned to the Spirit Realm with their divine artifacts, but the scene before them plunged their hearts into despair. Dark power, like a surging black tide, spread rampantly, devouring every inch of the Spirit Realm. Once vibrant spiritual plants withered in large swaths, spiritual springs dried up, the Spirit Clan's homeland was shattered, and an atmosphere of despair and pain permeated the air.

"This dark power is so rampant, we must speed up and stop it from spreading further." Ye Yuanchen gripped the divine artifact tightly, his eyes revealing determination and resolve, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

Looking at the devastated Spirit Realm, Mu Wanyue's eyes reddened, and the Spirit Void Whip in her hand trembled slightly with anger: "This dark power must pay the price!"

Lu Zixuan quickly set up a spiritual energy detection array around him. The array flag in his hand danced rapidly in the air as he chanted incantations, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. As the array activated, a faint spiritual energy glow emanated, gradually outlining the distribution of dark power in the spirit realm.

Bai Youruo played the Spirit Void Flute, its melodies soothing the trembling spirit race inhabitants who shivered in the darkness. At the same time, the flute's sound acted like an invisible pair of eyes, searching for weaknesses in the power of darkness.

"According to our detection, the core of the dark power is in the central region of the spirit realm, where the dark aura is most concentrated, but it is also the key to our purification. However, the journey will undoubtedly be fraught with danger, so everyone must be careful," Lu Zixuan said solemnly.

Ye Yuanchen nodded slightly, his gaze fixed firmly on the group: "Alright, let's set off immediately. Along the way, we'll try our best to help the injured Spirit Clan members, while conserving our strength to deal with unknown dangers."

The group followed the spiritual energy pathways of the Spirit Realm, encountering spirit race inhabitants and spirit beasts corrupted by dark power along the way. Their eyes were empty, filled with madness and bloodlust, and they attacked Ye Yuanchen and his companions without any rationality.

Ye Yuanchen and the others had no choice but to intervene, trying to avoid fatal damage and attempting to dispel the darkness from these creatures using immortal medical techniques and the purifying power of divine artifacts. However, the dark power within these corrupted beings was exceptionally stubborn, and the purification effect was minimal, leaving everyone feeling helpless and heartbroken.

As they approached the central area, the resistance of the dark forces grew stronger. Black lightning struck frequently from the sky, black flames spewed everywhere from the ground, and space distorted so much that it was dizzying, as if an invisible net of death was slowly tightening.

"Everyone be careful, we've entered the core defense zone, danger could strike at any moment!" Ye Yuanchen shouted a warning. He raised his divine artifact high, and spiritual power surged forth, forming a golden shield in front of him to resist the encroaching darkness.

Mu Wanyue wielded the Spirit Whip, which drew streaks of pink light in the air, echoing Ye Yuanchen's shield and jointly resisting the impact of the dark power. Lu Zixuan manipulated the spiritual energy detection array beside them, constantly adjusting the spiritual energy output to find weaknesses in the dark power and provide early warnings for everyone. Bai Youruo played the Spirit Flute, and the flute's sound transformed into powerful sound waves, interfering with the energy fluctuations of the dark power and slowing down its attacks.

They hadn't gone far when a massive, dark vortex appeared ahead. Lightning flashed and thunder roared within it, black lightning crisscrossed and twisted, distorting space beyond recognition, and an immense sense of oppression washed over them. At the center of the vortex, a blurry, dark figure loomed, its enormous form radiating an endless aura of darkness, as if it were the master of dark power, controlling all evil.

"This is the core of darkness? It seems a fierce battle is inevitable today." Ye Yuanchen frowned, silently assessing the situation. He knew that this battle concerned the life and death of the Spirit Realm, and there could be no retreat.

The dark figure sensed their arrival and let out a deafening roar. The roar materialized into a black sonic wave, spreading outwards, cracking the ground and shattering space wherever it went. Ye Yuanchen and the others hurriedly reinforced their spiritual energy shields, doing their utmost to withstand the powerful sonic wave impact.

"Prepare for battle!" Ye Yuanchen shouted, charging towards the dark figure first. He unleashed the strongest move of the "Spirit Realm Chaos Suppressing God Technique," the runes of the Spirit Void Holy Sword shimmering as a massive golden blade of light cleaved through the sky, slashing towards the dark figure. At the same time, he infused the artifact's purifying power into it, greatly increasing its power.

Mu Wanyue followed closely behind, wielding the Spirit Whip and unleashing the immortal technique "Spirit Dance Illusion Whip Void Break". The whip transformed into countless pink rays of light, coiling around the dark figure like agile sprites, attempting to restrict its movements, and merging its own spiritual power with Ye Yuanchen's power to enhance the attack's power.

Lu Zixuan swiftly set up the "Spirit Void Chaos Demon-Slaying Array." Once activated, spiritual energy arrows rained down on the dark figure. He manipulated the array's spiritual energy fluctuations, disrupting the dark figure's energy accumulation and creating attack opportunities for Ye Yuanchen and Mu Wanyue, maximizing his control over the array.

Bai Youruo played the Lingxu Lingyin Flute, the sound transforming into a powerful soul-piercing force that directly targeted the core of the dark figure's soul. She poured her soul power into the flute's sound without reservation, attempting to disrupt the dark figure's thinking, create openings in its attacks, and enhance the effectiveness of her assault.

However, the power of the dark figure was beyond imagination. The golden light blade struck it, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without any reaction. The entanglement of the spirit whip was easily broken, and the spirit energy arrow only caused its dark aura to fluctuate slightly. Although the soul impact of the flute music slowed its movements for a moment, it quickly recovered and launched an even more ferocious counterattack.

A dark figure extended a gigantic arm, crackling with black lightning, and slammed it down. Ye Yuanchen and the others hurriedly dodged, but the attack range was too great. Mu Wanyue was knocked away, crashing heavily into a boulder, coughing up blood. Lu Zixuan's formation was destroyed, and he also suffered internal injuries, his face pale.

"Wanyue! Lu Zixuan!" Ye Yuanchen exclaimed, his heart filled with worry and anger. He rushed towards the dark figure without regard for anything, the divine weapon in his hand shining brightly, unleashing a forbidden immortal technique—the fusion of "Spirit Realm Chaos Terminator" and the purification power of the divine weapon. This move consumed a great deal of energy and might even endanger himself, but at this moment he had no time to care.

As Ye Yuanchen cast his spell, the runes on the divine artifact shone with unprecedented brilliance, and a blade of light containing boundless chaotic power and powerful purifying energy slashed towards the dark figure. Wherever the blade struck, space tore apart, and the dark aura was temporarily dispelled. Sensing the threat, the dark figure concentrated all its strength to defend itself.

The light blades collided with the dark figure's hands, producing a deafening roar. The entire spirit realm trembled violently, as if on the verge of collapse. Powerful energy waves spread outwards, forcing Ye Yuanchen and the others to retreat repeatedly, sustaining serious injuries.

However, although the dark figure blocked the attack, its hands were injured, and its dark aura became chaotic. "We still have a chance, let's attack together!" Ye Yuanchen said through gritted teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and charged towards the dark figure again.

Mu Wanyue struggled to her feet, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and brandished her Spirit Whip to rejoin the battle. Lu Zixuan took a precious pill, recovered some of his spiritual power, and then rearranged the formation to provide support. Bai Youruo played her Spirit Flute, the melody becoming even more intense, infusing all her soul power to enhance the attack's effectiveness.

With everyone working together, the dark figure gradually showed signs of fatigue, its attacks became slower, and its dark aura was no longer intense, but it still resisted stubbornly.

"Don't let your guard down, keep attacking!" Ye Yuanchen shouted, his eyes as firm as iron.

Just then, the dark figure suddenly roared, its body swelling as if in a final struggle. The surrounding dark energy rapidly converged, forming a huge black sphere that enveloped it.

"Oh no, it's going to self-destruct!" Lu Zixuan shouted in terror, his face turning deathly pale.

Ye Yuanchen and the others hurriedly retreated, but the self-destruction radius was too large, and there was no time to escape. In the critical moment, Ye Yuanchen remembered the "Spirit Void Divine Shield," quickly took it out, and threw it into the air.

The Spirit Void Divine Shield instantly expanded, forming a massive golden shield that enveloped everyone. The moment the dark figure self-destructed, the black sphere collided with the golden shield, creating a deafening explosion. The powerful energy impacted the shield, causing cracks to appear, as if it might shatter at any moment.

Ye Yuanchen and the others did their utmost to support the shield, continuously pouring spiritual energy into it. After a difficult resistance, the energy from the dark figure's self-destruction gradually dissipated, and the shield held firm at the last moment, without breaking.

"Did we succeed?" Mu Wanyue asked weakly, her face full of exhaustion and injuries.

Ye Yuanchen watched the gradually dissipating dark aura and breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes remained vigilant: "It's a temporary success, but the root of the dark power has not been eliminated. We must continue to look for ways to prevent it from reappearing."

Dragging their wounded bodies, the group left the horrific battlefield. They understood that this battle was merely a stage in a long journey, and the road ahead was fraught with hardship. They had to quickly recover their strength and find a way to completely eliminate the dark forces in order to truly protect the peace and tranquility of the spirit realm and the three realms.