Peerless Little Immortal Doctor
Chapter 969: 973 Innate Late Stage!

Chapter 969: Chapter 973 Innate Late Stage!

Because everyone saw that, from start to finish, Xia Liu never touched Zhu Long.

Except for those two divine blades of unparalleled power.

“Hahaha! If your skills are inferior, they’re simply inferior—why make so many excuses?”

“Daoist Fellow Xia has profound cultivation; his sword realm has already reached the Transformed Boundary Realm. Competing in swordsmanship—you’re still too weak!”

“Ridiculous. To be badly injured and then come up with such an excuse—could it be that the Falling Petal Sword God simply can’t afford to lose?”

“Right, he can’t afford to lose, because the price is his life!”

“Hahaha!”

The three Innate warriors from the Guo family laughed endlessly. The dignified Falling Petal Sword God—reduced to such a condition.

No wonder he dared not accept a challenge back in the day.

“Haha, defeated and still making excuses. So this is all an Innate warrior amounts to?”

“It’s a miracle, isn’t it? A supposed Innate warrior… unable to bear losing?”

“Even if my brother injured you with a dark weapon—so what? If you’re strong, strike back! Besides, Xia Liu’s attack merely carried Fire Attribute-enhanced effects, you ignorant fool!”

Lin Xiaotian couldn’t bear to watch anymore; he truly wondered how Zhu Long ever became an Innate warrior—with that blockheaded stubbornness of his?

Truly astonishing.

“Hahaha…”

Hearing Lin Xiaotian’s remarks, countless martial artists present broke into laughter.

An Innate warrior reduced to such foolishness—what a joke.

“Damn it!”

After stabilizing the burning injuries within his body, Zhu Long cursed furiously, releasing an invisible pressure to sweep across the scene.

Hoping to silence the gathered martial artists.

At this critical moment, the three Innate warriors from the Guo family—Guo De, Guo Po, and Guo Shi—suddenly flashed to the forefront, unleashing primordial energy to deflect all the Mid-Stage Innate warrior’s pressure.

Though they found it somewhat oppressive, with Zhu Long currently injured, they, in their Early-Stage Innate cultivation, were still able to hold the line.

“Haha! The Eastern Province’s so-called supreme three sects—do you delude yourselves into thinking you can unify the Warrior Realm? Today, Chief Xia will show you what true power is!”

“Crush them!”

“Crush them!”

…

With the protection of the Guo family’s three Innate warriors, the crowd grew increasingly excited.

They no longer needed to worry about Zhu Long and Feng Zhi unleashing their power against them, with Innate warriors shielding them.

Moreover, they had an unparalleled genius in their midst.

Someone whose abilities were deep and unfathomable.

Someone who held the martial artists of the world in his heart.

His duty was not only to oversee martial artists but also to protect them.

Heavenly Mansion Chief!

Seeing the crowd rally around Xia Liu, Liu Buyi and the others felt genuine joy.

Initially, they had all thought Xia Liu might meet with misfortune today.

But he demonstrated terrifying capabilities instead.

Ultimately earning everyone’s trust.

“Damn it!”

Seeing the three Innate warriors interfere, Zhu Long ground his teeth in frustration, his grim expression resurfacing.

Now, his strength amounted at most to Early-Stage Innate.

To defeat the three Innate warriors of the Guo family under these conditions—was unlikely.

“Brother Zhu, no need to fret. Today, among those present, only half will remain standing.”

Feng Zhi spoke indifferently, even as countless martial artists aligned themselves with Xia Liu.

And what of it?

The Late-Stage Innate realm—how could a mere Transformed Boundary Realm sword practitioner compare?

Xia Liu’s abilities, evaluated in total, were at most Mid-Stage Innate.

Such strength? It wasn’t worth considering! Far from enough!

“Late-Stage Innate!”

“Late-Stage Innate Realm!”

As Feng Zhi’s aura began to quietly spread, Guo Po and the others immediately furrowed their brows tightly.

No one suspected that Feng Zhi—that unimposing, short figure—was actually a Late-Stage Innate warrior.

Such a person was the closest to reaching the Martial Dao Peak—a nearly transcendent existence!

“Late-Stage Innate warrior!”

Hearing Guo Po and the others’ astonishment, the martial artists in the back quivered visibly.

If Feng Zhi were merely Mid-Stage Innate, they might still place their trust in Xia Liu.

But within the Innate realm, each rank was separated by a vast, impassable chasm.

Like a gulf—a boundary that defied crossing.

Xia Liu had strained his Sword Realm just to gravely wound Zhu Long.

Yet Feng Zhi was a Late-Stage Innate warrior—did Xia Liu truly have the power to defeat him?

The crowd’s doubts began to surface.

Few dared to openly express urgency, yet deep down, they remained hopeful. Xia Liu seemed like a vast, shadowed ocean—impossible to gauge!

“Late-Stage Innate Realm—a truly vast difference in rank!”

Xia Liu’s eyes sharpened, his expression icy as he fixed his stare on Feng Zhi.

“Hahaha! Daoist Fellow Feng, today we’ll rely on you!”

Seeing the crowd’s increasingly grim expressions, Zhu Long burst into maddened laughter.

“Don’t worry, leave everything to me!”

Feng Zhi grinned with satisfaction. The loneliness atop the Peak—it was something only he could understand.

“Chief Xia! Do you need…”

“Old Master Ye, appreciate the kindness, but today they target me. Naturally, I will show them the truth that the Osmanthus Sect cannot be provoked, and the Warrior Realm must not descend into chaos!”

Just as Ye Hai began to speak, Xia Liu interrupted him resolutely.

To this, Ye Hai said no more.

To begin with, Xia Liu did not truly belong within the confines of this martial hierarchy.

The pinnacle of the warrior system might not even amount to much in Xia Liu’s eyes, perhaps?

“Hahaha! The Osmanthus Sect cannot be provoked, and the Warrior Realm must not descend into chaos? You arrogant whelp! Today, I’ll show you what true power looks like!”

“Hah!”

Shrieking with madness while roaring sharply, unmatched force erupted from Feng Zhi’s figure.

In an instant, the Guo family’s three Innate warriors faced the most formidable opponent they had ever encountered.

Plop!

As the pressure surged forth, the three Innate warriors bore the brunt.

Three streams of crimson blood sprayed forth, their faces pale as death.

Just as Feng Zhi sought to amplify his coercion further, Xia Liu appeared before everyone in a flash.

In an instant, the rampaging oppressive force dissolved into nothingness, all returning to tranquility.

The three Innate warriors let out heavy sighs of relief.

“Hmm? You could disperse my pressure?”

Feng Zhi stared ahead incredulously. With just an extended hand, all of his pressure had disappeared.

Such ability—utterly bizarre.

“Your coercion is too weak. So weak that it fails to provoke any interest.”

Xia Liu shook his head with a trace of helplessness. Given his current Peak Seventh Layer Qi Cultivation coupled with Divine Sense, unless faced with a Peak Innate warrior, nothing could surpass him.

“Late-Stage Innate Realm, yet dreaming of ruling the Warrior Realm—your ambitions are laughable. Huaxia harbors countless hidden masters beyond your imagination.”

“Hmph! Late-Stage Innate—a pinnacle of martial prowess—who in this world can challenge me?”

Faced with Xia Liu’s rebuff, Feng Zhi snorted coldly.

For someone like him to be lectured by a black-haired youth—this was unprecedented.

“Since you say that, then I will show you the meaning of strength! The meaning of disparity!”

Szzzz!

At Xia Liu’s final words, the scabbard embedded in the distant ground suddenly sped toward him, the Flowing Fire Sword slipping perfectly back inside.

“Sword returns to the scabbard!”

“This is!”

“A drawing sword technique!”

The Guo family’s three Innate warriors saw Xia Liu’s movements, their spirits instantly reigniting.

They hadn’t forgotten their ancestor’s creation—the Extreme Move. Such terror was unstoppable by mere warriors!

Xia Liu had once displayed this art on the island, sweeping clean everything within a hundred meters!

“Why is Chief Xia sheathing his sword?”

“What’s happening? Could there be an even greater martial arts skill?”

“What exactly does Chief Xia intend to do?”

…

Seeing Xia Liu return his sword to its sheath, countless martial artists grew confused.

“Boy, since you want to test me with your own cultivation, I’ll ensure you understand the terror of a Martial Dao Peak master!”