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

The appearance of the mysterious man in black robes was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly enlivening the entire battlefield.

As if drawn by a magnet, everyone's gaze was fixed on the fierce battle between the black-robed man and the Netherworld Demon, and no one dared to even breathe loudly.

The wind howled wildly across the battlefield, making people's clothes rustle, but it couldn't dispel the tense and exciting atmosphere.

Yunhai wasn't idle; her bright, lively eyes darted around, making her look like a clever little fox.

She grabbed Bai Zixuan and whispered in his ear, "Hey, we don't know if this man in black robes is friend or foe, so we have to be careful. If he and Ming Sha get hurt, we'll be in big trouble. We also need to be wary of any bad intentions he might have, so we can't be foolish enough to be used."

Bai Zixuan nodded slightly upon hearing this. He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, the patterns on the hilt pressing against his palm, making him feel particularly secure.

The sword seemed to sense its master's tension, trembling slightly and emitting a buzzing sound, as if cheering on the upcoming battle.

Then look at the fight between the black-robed man and the Netherworld Demon; it's truly spectacular, as if gods and demons are engaged in a fierce battle between heaven and earth.

The man in black robes swiftly formed hand seals; his hands, as if carved from white jade, shimmered with a soft light in the darkness.

The incantation he uttered sounded like a cheerful song, each note transforming into a beam of light that shot towards the Netherworld Demon.

The lights, like sentient little sprites, were multicolored—some as red as flames, some as blue as the sea, and some as green as jade. They nimbly darted through the dark power of the Netherworld, like a group of brave little warriors striving to find an opportunity to break through.

Wherever the light touched, the dark forces vanished as quickly as ice and snow melting in the sunlight, making a hissing sound, as if the darkness was howling in pain.

Ming Sha stared with large, bell-like eyes. His massive body resembled a dark, imposing mountain, radiating an oppressive aura that made it difficult to feel at ease. He swung his arms incessantly, each swing creating a black whirlwind mixed with the wails of skeletons and vengeful spirits. The sounds were like fingernails scratching on a blackboard, sharp and piercing, like rock music from the underworld, sending chills down one's spine.

Eerie green flames flickered in the skull's eye sockets, flailing wildly in the whirlwind as if trying to drag everything in the world into a bottomless abyss of darkness. "Hmph, you think you can stop me? You were lucky you didn't get rid of me back then, but you're not getting away today!" Ming Sha roared at the top of his lungs, his voice like thunder, shaking the surrounding air.

The sound waves spread outwards as if they had a physical form. Some weak saplings snapped and broke under the impact of the sound waves, and their leaves rustled and fell to the ground like a green rain.

The man in black robes remained silent, but his movements quickened. His black robes fluttered loudly under the influence of spiritual energy, and faint silver threads shimmered on them, like shooting stars streaking across the night sky.

The figure hidden beneath the black robe became increasingly mysterious, with only a pair of unfathomable eyes occasionally visible, their gazes gleaming with unwavering determination.

Suddenly, the man in black robes pushed his hands forward, and a huge green light shield appeared in front of him. Various strange and wonderful floral patterns appeared on the light shield, and these patterns were so lifelike that they looked just like the real thing.

There were delicate and beautiful peonies, their petals seemingly still glistening with morning dew; there were fairy herbs swaying in the wind, exuding a mysterious fragrance; and there were tall and resilient pine trees, their needles clearly visible. They radiated a strong vitality, a power as warm and powerful as the spring sun.

The black flames spewed out by the Netherworld Demon crashed into the light shield with a crackling sound, like popcorn popping in a pot, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. However, the light shield was also burned by the flames and swayed a bit, its light flickering.

The floral patterns on the light shield looked a bit listless under the heat of the flames; the colors of the flowers weren't as vibrant, and the leaves of the fairy grass were curling up a bit, but they were still trying their best to resist the attack of the black flames.

The villagers weren't idle either; they continued to throw smoke bombs around Ming Sha, and the thick smoke grew denser and denser, almost enveloping the entire battlefield.

Thick smoke billowed like giant black waves, surging towards the Netherworld Demon one after another.

Amid the thick smoke, the coughing of villagers could be heard intermittently, rising and falling like a chaotic symphony.

But the villagers did not back down; instead, they threw the trash with even more enthusiasm.

An older woman threw a smoke bomb while shouting, "Hmph, let you, you big bad guy, taste our power! This smoke bomb contains my exclusive secret recipe, guaranteed to make you suffer!" Her face was full of determination, and although her eyes were watering from the thick smoke, the light in her eyes never went out.

It turned out that the woman had added some pungent herbs to the smoke bomb. The smell of these herbs mixed with the thick smoke, making Ming Sha even more irritable. Ming Sha waved his arms frantically in the smoke, trying to disperse it, but the smoke seemed to have a life of its own, clinging tightly to him.

Looking at the chaotic and intense scene, Yunhai had an idea.

It was as if countless gears were spinning rapidly in her clever mind.

She took out some special silver needles from the medical space system. These were not ordinary silver needles; they were made by her using a precious spiritual ore and modern high-tech forging techniques.

The silver needles gleamed with a dazzling metallic luster in the sunlight, resembling tiny swords. They were covered with runes that enhanced spiritual power, which shimmered with a mysterious light in the sunlight, flowing like a stream along the needles.

Yunhai flashed and rushed towards Mingsha like a ghost.

She was incredibly fast, leaving only a blurry silhouette.

She skillfully evaded the attacks of the man in black robes and the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, weaving through a hail of bullets like a nimble swallow. She reached Ming Sha's side, a blind spot in his line of sight and the perfect position for her attack.

"Look at the needle!" Yunhai shouted, her voice clear and loud, like a thunderclap in the noisy battlefield.

The silver needles in his hand transformed into streaks of silver light, piercing towards Ming Sha. The needles emitted a soft whistling sound as they flew, like a swarm of bees charging towards an enemy.

Each silver needle contained the spiritual power of the sea of ​​clouds, which flowed through it like an electric current. Ming Sha sensed the attack from the side and tried to dodge, but his body was too large, and his movements were somewhat slow.

The silver needles pierced the Netherworld Fiend, which let out a painful roar that made Yun Hai's ears ring, as if countless flies were buzzing around his ears. Black smoke billowed from the pierced spots, like burning coals.

"Well done, Yunhai!" Bai Zixuan shouted excitedly when he saw Yunhai succeed, his eyes shining with pride.

He charged towards Ming Sha, his sword gleaming with a sharp light. He unleashed a set of exquisite swordsmanship, each strike precisely aimed at Ming Sha's vital points.

His sword, like a nimble silver serpent, slithered around Ming Sha, searching for the perfect moment to strike. The sword hissed as it scraped against the air, like the serpent flicking its tongue.

During the battle, Bai Zixuan was accidentally grazed on the arm by the dark power of the Netherworld Fiend. A sharp pain shot through him, burning like fire, instantly spreading throughout his body. But he gritted his teeth and continued fighting.

"What's this little injury? I'm going to beat you today!" Bai Zixuan thought to himself, his eyes growing more determined. Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

Just when everyone thought the situation was starting to turn in their favor, an unexpected event occurred.

The black-robed man's power seemed to suddenly weaken, and his light shield began to crack under the attack of the Netherworld Fiend. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

As the crack widened, the light shield began to sway precariously, and its light grew dimmer and dimmer.

The man in black robes swayed slightly and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood splattered on his black robe, the bright red standing out starkly against the black fabric, like red plum blossoms blooming on snow.

"Oh no, the man in black robes can't hold on!" Yunhai exclaimed. She wanted to help the man in black robes, but Ming Sha had already gotten rid of the silver needles and pounced on Yunhai. His huge hand carried a powerful wind pressure, as if he wanted to crush Yunhai into a meat patty.

The wind pressure was like a sharp blade, stinging Yunhai's face. Her hair flew in the wind like a black flag.

"Yunhai, watch out!" Upon seeing this, Bai Zixuan rushed towards Yunhai and shielded him with his own body.

Ming Sha's palm struck Bai Zixuan's back, and the immense force surged forth like a tidal wave, making Bai Zixuan feel as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter.

His body flew out like a cannonball, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. The dust billowed up like a giant mushroom cloud, enveloping Bai Zixuan.

"Zixuan!" Yunhai was frantic with worry. She rushed to Bai Zixuan's side. Bai Zixuan's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and his lips had turned bluish-purple. Blood kept gushing from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto the ground and forming shocking blood flowers.

His breath was extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any moment. Yunhai's eyes were filled with tears, and her hands trembled as she began to perform her medical skills.

She retrieved various medicinal herbs and tools from the medical space system. The herbs emitted a faint medicinal fragrance, and the tools gleamed metallically in the sunlight. She quickly treated Bai Zixuan's wounds. Her eyes were focused and anxious, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the sweat slid down her cheeks, dripping onto Bai Zixuan's body. Her heart was filled with self-reproach. "It's all my fault. If only I had been more careful," Yunhai murmured to herself. Her movements became faster and faster, and the medicinal herbs in her hands, under the influence of spiritual energy, transformed into beams of light, merging into Bai Zixuan's body, attempting to repair his damaged meridians.

Just then, Ming Sha launched another attack. He rushed towards the direction where the villagers were, clearly wanting to deal with these "minor troubles" first.

With each step he took, the ground trembled violently, as if the earth itself feared his arrival.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the thick smoke, like the Grim Reaper from hell.

Seeing this, the Lingxiao Sect disciples rushed to stop Mingsha, but their attacks were like tickling him, unable to stop him at all. With a casual wave of his hand, Mingsha sent several Lingxiao Sect disciples flying. Their bodies flew through the air and crashed heavily to the ground, their immortal swords falling to the side with a crisp sound.

"What should we do? We can't let him hurt the villagers!" the Lingxiao Sect senior brother shouted anxiously, his eyes filled with worry and urgency.

He unleashed his magic once more, transforming his immortal sword into a gigantic sword of light that pierced towards Ming Sha. The sword of light collided with Ming Sha, producing a deafening roar and scattering light everywhere. However, Ming Sha only paused slightly before continuing his journey towards the villagers.

At this critical moment, the man in black robes stood up again. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a resolute glint in his eyes, his gaze as bright and unwavering as the brightest star in the night sky.

He pulled a bead from his pocket that emitted a five-colored light. The bead had intricate patterns on it, like an ancient map, containing mysterious power. The bead trembled slightly in his hand, as if it too sensed the tense atmosphere of the battle.

The man in black robes tossed the beads into the air, chanting incantations in a deep, mysterious voice, like an ancient incantation.

The bead instantly released a huge beam of light, as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Strange scenes appeared within the light, like images from different dimensions flickering: modern skyscrapers with their glass shimmering in the sunlight; ancient pavilions and towers with exquisitely carved beams and painted rafters; and a mysterious world of cultivation, where immortals soared freely through the air. These images intertwined, forming a massive energy field that trapped the Netherworld Demon within.

The energy field flickered with light, flowing around Ming Sha like electricity, hindering his actions.

"Wow, what... what kind of treasure is this?" Yunhai stared at the bead in the air, speechless with amazement, completely forgetting about Bai Zixuan's injuries.

Her eyes were wide open, like saucers, filled with curiosity and amazement.

"This is the Multiverse Bead. It can gather the power of various planes and temporarily trap the Netherworld Fiend. However, this power won't last long, so we need to think of a solution quickly." The man in black robes said weakly, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded, clearly indicating that he had overexerted his spiritual energy.

His body swayed back and forth, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, but he still stood there stubbornly, his eyes fixed on the trapped Ming Sha.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at the trapped Ming Sha, but they also knew that time was of the essence.

We must find a way to completely eliminate the Netherworld Fiend before the power of the Multiverse Bead runs out.

The battlefield was quiet for a short while, with only the light emanating from the Multiverse Beads flickering. That light was like a small flame of hope, guiding everyone on the way forward.

Yunhai glanced at the unconscious Bai Zixuan, then at the trapped Ming Sha and the others who were exhausted and about to collapse, and felt a complex mix of emotions.

Her mood was like a rollercoaster, going up and down.

She understood that this battle was far from over, and that they had already paid a heavy price. But to protect their homeland, and for those she cared about and those who cared about her, she absolutely could not give up.

She gently touched Bai Zixuan's face, her eyes filled with deep affection and determination. "You must wake up, we still have to fight side by side," Yunhai said softly.

"Hey everyone, don't panic! Let's think of a way together. We can definitely take him down and protect our home!" Yunhai jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs.

A fierce fighting spirit rekindled in her eyes—a spirit that fears neither heaven nor earth, a courage that would never back down no matter how many difficulties she encountered.

Her voice echoed across the battlefield, stirring the hearts of everyone present.

Unexpectedly, just as everyone was about to gather together to discuss countermeasures, the Multiverse Bead suddenly emitted a strange fluctuation, which was like a signal, a summons from some mysterious world.

Immediately afterwards, a huge crack appeared in the sky with a "crack".