Another Dimensional Immortal Cultivation Tale: The Divine Doctor Against the Heavens

After Yunhai and Bai Zixuan were sucked into the mysterious formation, the surroundings were like a dreamlike paradise, full of novelty and fun.

The darkness was as soft as a gentle embrace, and the evil force was like a mischievous little monkey, teasing their spiritual power and will from time to time, as if playing a game with them.

A gentle breeze caresses your face, the air is fresh and pleasant, and every breath carries a faint floral fragrance that is truly delightful.

"Wow, this place is so interesting!" Yunhai exclaimed excitedly, her relaxed eyebrows curving like crescent moons, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Hehe, no matter what strange things you are, this girl is going to explore them thoroughly!" Her voice echoed in the cheerful darkness, full of courage, breaking the brief silence.

"Haha, Yunhai, with you here, I'm not afraid of even the most mysterious adventures." Bai Zixuan held Yunhai's hand tightly, his smile like bright sunshine in the darkness, bringing warmth and hope.

His gaze was fixed affectionately on the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes filled with love and trust, as if no difficulty could stop them from moving forward as long as they held hands.

Following the method described in that ancient manual, Yunhai began to construct a solution in his mind.

Her fingers flew across the air, streams of spiritual energy flowing from her fingertips like shooting stars streaking across the night sky, dazzling in the darkness. Each stream of energy contained her profound understanding of medicine and formations, now transforming into the foundation of her strength against evil forces. The light of the spiritual energy illuminated her face, outlining her resolute features, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead in the light.

"Zixuan, I'll make an opening later, and we'll sneak out and break this formation from the outside," Yunhai said with a grin. Her voice was soft, as if she was afraid of waking the little devils sleeping around her.

"Alright, whatever you say." Bai Zixuan nodded, his sword ready to show its power. The spiritual energy on the sword was like a flickering flame, flashing in the darkness.

The flickering shadow of the flame swayed in the surrounding darkness, illuminating the indistinct outlines of the surrounding darkness, as if many pairs of eyes were secretly watching them.

Just as Yunhai was about to finish breaking the formation, suddenly, a burst of laughter rang in their ears.

The laughter was so loud, like thunder, it felt like it was going to deafen them, and the evil power hidden within it was terrifying.

Laughter echoed endlessly in the enclosed, dark space, turning into wave after wave of sound that assaulted their souls, making the surrounding darkness seem to tremble along with the laughter.

"You two little brats think you can break my world-destroying formation? You're overestimating yourselves!" A huge figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

The figure was several meters tall, its body emitting thick black smoke that twisted and coiled like a giant python, inside which seemed to be many skeletons and vengeful spirits struggling and crying out.

The skull's eye sockets glowed with eerie green flames, and the vengeful spirits screamed so horribly that their cries mingled with laughter, sending chills down one's spine.

His face looked as if it had been carved with a knife, and it was covered with strange runes. The runes glowed a blood-red light, as if they were drawn with blood. The light of the runes reflected in the surrounding darkness, making it look like blood was flowing.

His eyes were like two huge black holes, so deep that they seemed to swallow all the light. Anyone who looked into them felt like they were being sucked in and falling into that black hole from which they could never escape.

"Who are you? Why are you setting up such a scary formation?" Yunhai stared wide-eyed, not afraid at all, and shouted loudly.

Her voice sounded particularly clear and crisp in this frightening environment, like a sharp sword, as if it wanted to cleave through the thick, dark, and evil thing.

"I am Ming Sha, the great demon king of this world. You little humans will all turn into dust in my plan." Ming Sha's voice was like banging gongs and drums, making the surrounding space bounce and jump.

Each word seemed as light as a feather, landing gently on their hearts, making the air feel more cheerful and almost making them want to laugh out loud. "Oh ho, anyone can brag, come on then!" Yunhai said, having already completed the dismantling of the formation.

A bright light flew from her hand, like the first rays of morning sunlight, rushing towards the surrounding darkness. Wherever the light touched, the darkness melted like ice cream, revealing a small hole.

The light tore a hole in the darkness, and the surrounding darkness, like a frightened little rabbit, jumped around in a panic, trying to plug the hole.

"Run!" Yunhai grabbed Bai Zixuan and rushed towards the gap like the wind. Their figures flashed through the gap like lightning and returned to the outside of the formation.

At this moment, the battle outside was raging fiercely. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, like plump, heavy figures floating overhead, as if they might fall at any moment.

A gentle breeze swept across the earth, causing people's clothes to flutter and the surrounding trees to sway joyfully. The branches rustled softly in the wind, as if singing happily.

A thin layer of dust hung over the battlefield, gently swirling in the wind to form pale yellow sand curtains that blurred vision. Disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, along with experts from the Shadow Sect and wandering sorcerers, were locked in fierce combat.

The immortal swords of the Lingxiao Sect disciples danced joyfully in the air, their spiritual energy shimmering in the bright sky, drawing beautiful streaks of light like shooting stars blooming in the night sky.

These lights intertwined with the evil weapons of the Shadow Gate masters, producing a crisp sound, like melodious bells, that echoed through the valley.

Each collision sparked countless sparks of spiritual energy, which danced lightly in the breeze, like fireflies fluttering in the wind.

The wandering sorcerer was performing various wondrous spells on the side, his black banners fluttering gracefully in the wind, making a "whooshing" sound, as if it were an invitation from a fairyland.

Streams of black spiritual energy swam towards the Lingxiao Sect disciples like nimble little fish, leaving trails of black energy as they weaved through the dusty air, like mysterious ink lines outlining the earth.

"Senior brother, this can't go on like this, we need to think of a plan!" a Lingxiao Sect disciple shouted. His voice was a little soft amidst the wind and the noise of the battle, but it was still audible.

His face was covered in sweat and dust, and a hint of anxiety flashed in his eyes. "That's right, we can't let them lead us by the nose. We need to disrupt their formation first," said the senior student in charge.

He stood in the wind, his clothes fluttering in the breeze, his eyes fixed firmly on the battlefield, trying to find a breakthrough in the chaotic situation.

Just then, Yunhai and Bai Zixuan rushed out of the formation. As soon as they came out, the people on both sides were slightly stunned. A strong wind blew over, stirring up dust and making their hair all messy.

"Yunhai, are you alright?" The senior brother from the Lingxiao Sect asked with concern, his voice carried by the strong wind to Yunhai's ears.

"Don't worry about us yet. This formation is really troublesome. Its owner is a super villain who wants to destroy the world." Yunhai said anxiously, her eyes filled with deep worry. Looking at the huge dark formation, she felt a chill in her heart.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions instantly became amusing.

"What? Destroy the world? That's so exciting!" a villager exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide with curiosity, his body swaying gently in the wind.

Before anyone could react, Ming Sha strolled out of the formation. With each step he took, the ground seemed to dance joyfully, as if the earth itself was welcoming his arrival. As soon as his foot touched the ground, it left a shallow footprint, and the soil around the footprint quickly became moist, sprouting small flowers like the earth's smiling face.

Under his charm, the surrounding trees swayed joyfully, their leaves rustling, as if celebrating the world's rebirth in advance. "Lovely humans, today is your lucky day!" Ming Sha waved his hands, and a gentle light emanated from him, drifting softly towards the crowd.

The power of light, like golden waves, carried the joy of creation. Wherever it went, the stones on the ground turned into colorful gems, and the dust was dyed with brilliant colors, forming a huge colorful whirlwind.

"Hey everyone, watch out!" Bai Zixuan shouted at the top of his lungs, then unleashed a super cool sword technique. The spiritual energy on his sword transformed into a shimmering light screen, attempting to block the dark, menacing force.

His body moved like lightning, darting around in front of the light screen. The sword in his hand was like a mischievous silver snake, each swing accompanied by a whooshing sound of spiritual energy.

The sword clashed with the dark power, scattering countless tiny sparks of spiritual energy that flickered in the darkness like glittering stars in the night sky. However, the power of the Netherworld was simply too formidable; the dark energy surged like a raging wave, relentlessly battering the light barrier, and Bai Zixuan gradually began to falter.

Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, rolling down his cheeks and falling to the ground.

His face turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly, but his eyes remained incredibly firm as he stared intently at the approaching dark force.

The wind howled past his ears, making his clothes cling tightly to his body, and his hair was soaked with sweat, sticking to his forehead and cheeks. The disciples of the Lingxiao Sect also unleashed their most powerful immortal techniques, forming a massive spiritual shield with their swords to protect the villagers.

The shield emitted a soft light, resembling a lonely island in the dark storm. But the dark forces kept battering the shield, causing the light on it to flicker like a candle being blown out by the wind.

Yunhai was pondering a solution on the side.

She stared at Ming Sha, a sense of mission welling up inside her. She couldn't let this guy destroy the world; her loved ones, her family, and so many kind villagers were here.

The strong wind whipped her hair into a tangled mess, but she didn't care. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were fixed on Ming Sha. Dust kept swirling in her face, but she just wiped it away casually, her eyes still glued to Ming Sha.

"I need to find a way to exploit his weakness," Yunhai muttered to herself, her voice carried away by the strong wind, but her idea was crystal clear.

Suddenly, she remembered seeing an ancient book about ancient demon gods in the medical space system. The book said that demon gods like Ming Sha, although they seemed quite powerful, also had their fatal weakness: the source of their power.

"As long as we find this source and destroy it, we can defeat them." Yunhai said, a determined look flashing in his eyes, and walked towards Bai Zixuan against the raging wind. "Zixuan, I have an idea! I need you and the brothers of the Lingxiao Sect to help me hold him off for a while while I go find his source of power."

"Yunhai, be careful! We're waiting for your triumphant return!" Bai Zixuan looked at her with a grin, his eyes full of trust.

His voice was slightly hoarse, perhaps from the fatigue of fighting the dark forces for so long, but his tone remained firm. Yunhai, like a happy little bird, flew towards Mingsha, easily dodging his attacks by darting left and right.