Chapter 597 - 388: Turning Illusion into Reality, Shattering Falsehoods with Will! Embracing Elixir Realm!

Chapter 597: Chapter 388: Turning Illusion into Reality, Shattering Falsehoods with Will! Embracing Elixir Realm!

The medical team waiting outside was struck by lightning; the eyes of several top experts were filled with horror.

The black Zhongshan suit elder who suddenly appeared before them had penetrated the solid wooden door with his flesh and blood!

The ground was covered with shattered wood chips, barely an inch from the chief physician’s foot.

Lu Xuan’s thin right arm remained motionless, the oppressive atmosphere around him causing the air in the corridor to freeze.

What kind of aura was this?

As if the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Peaks manifested before them, with the Yangtze River surging alongside, making their knees weak, almost compelling these doctors to worship.

From afar, a young nurse saw this, dropping the tray with a clang, scattering medical instruments everywhere.

She had already fallen to her knees, her forehead touching the cold marble floor, trembling like a leaf.

In the next moment, Lu Xuan’s snow-white brows furrowed slightly, and that thin right arm suddenly emitted a layer of golden sheen.

With a crisp "crack," a hair-thin crack suddenly appeared on the thick mahogany door.

"Squeak—crack—"

Amidst the tooth-aching cracking sound, the crack rapidly expanded like a living creature, quickly spreading across the entire door.

The fine cracks interweaved like a spider web, light from inside the room even shone through the gaps.

Crash! Crash crash!

In the end, the entire door crumbled like wood weathered for a thousand years, instantly disintegrating.

Distinct wooden blocks fell like rain, piling up into a small mountain at the doorway.

The strangest part was that all the fragments’ cut surfaces were smooth as mirrors, as if sliced by a divine weapon.

As the door transformed into a pile of debris, the bloody scene inside the room was suddenly exposed before everyone.

Bloodstains splashed across the walls and floor, like an ink wash painting of brutality.

Lu Xuan’s claw-like right hand was currently pinning down Lu Yuanhao, who struggled desperately.

The body twisted in an impossibly human manner, joints bending in reverse, resembling a spider nailed down.

Each struggle was accompanied by the cracking sound of bones, yet it couldn’t budge the elder’s mountain-like posture.

"Grandfather!!!"

Lu Guangchen and Lu Guanghai shouted simultaneously, their voices tinged with the tremor of surviving a disaster.

The two characters who dominated Yingnan City now had reddened eyes like children seeing their closest kin.

Especially Lu Guanghai, the wound on his back, deep enough to reveal bone, continued to bleed, soaking the carpet in dark red.

The terror of being on the brink of death still haunted them—if it weren’t for their grandfather’s timely intervention, they might have already become the souls claimed by that sharp dagger!

Lu Guangchen could even vividly recall the icy sensation as the blade grazed his neck.

Lu Xuan ignored the cries around him, raising his right hand to bring the fiercely struggling Lu Yuanhao before him.

Their eyes were only three inches apart, one murky like an ancient well, the other crimson like a blood moon.

The scarlet mist spouted from Lu Yuanhao’s seven orifices, wrapping around Lu Xuan’s arm like snakes.

It was unclear whether it was fearing Lu Xuan or trying desperately to escape that terrifying right hand.

"Grandfather, be careful, that strange sinister energy will...." Lu Guangchen struggled to raise his body, hoarsely shouting.

Before he could finish, a thread-thin beam of gold suddenly shot from Lu Xuan’s eyes, piercing deep into Lu Yuanhao’s blood-colored pupils.

In an instant, the entire room’s air grew still.

That golden glint was the spiritual force of a National Martial Arts Grandmaster’s Embracing Elixir Realm!

The Ten Thousand Valleys Returning to the River Fist True Intent, cultivated over a lifetime, now took tangible form in the void.

Within the golden light, the grand imagery of mountains competing for beauty and valleys rushing like rivers emerged faintly, with each line embodying the martial arts will to crack open mountains.

This was the power harnessed to an extreme level—turning illusion to reality, defeating falsehood with intent!

Such sinister entities were as insignificant as fireflies before the radiance of a full moon in the face of the True Intent of Embracing Elixir Realm.

Miles away, in the room of a secluded villa—

Mr. Tang’s exposed body was covered in eerie blood symbols, drawn with the heart’s blood of his disciples, glowing ominously in candlelight.

His fingers hooked tightly onto the doll of Lu Yuanhao, with his temples pulsating violently, chanting faster and faster.

In the sealed room, forty-nine white candles flickered madly.

The flames sometimes soared three feet high, sometimes shrunk to the size of a pea, stretching the twisted shadows on the walls into a dance of demons.

On the offering table, seven porcelain bowls filled with fresh blood bubbled as if boiling something indescribable.

Suddenly, Mr. Tang’s eyes snapped open, bloodshot so completely it seemed they might bulge from their sockets.

His withered lips barely parted—

"Boom!"

The doll in his hands erupted with immense golden light, illuminating the entire chamber like daylight.

Within the intense brilliance, Mr. Tang seemed to see towering mountains and rushing valleys, the vast martial arts will of the National Martial Arts surging at his Divine Sense!

"What is this!!!"

Mr. Tang’s body trembled violently, and horrifying bloodlines seeped from his seven orifices simultaneously.

The magic skill he was proud of, under the overwhelming True Intent of this martial arts mastery, melted away like thin frost under a scorching sun!

The massive illusion of mountain ranges pressed down with the might of heaven and earth, leaving Mr. Tang feeling like an ant in a hurricane, insignificant even to dust!