The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

Seeing this scene, Mo Qingshuang smiled. It was his first time witnessing the power of the Tenth Layer of the Cold Ice Palm. He had practiced this Cultivation Technique in his childhood. It was a Basic Level Cultivation Technique meant for Cultivators above the Third Spirit Realm. However, at that time, he only reached the Second Layer in practice. Even strong individuals with the Nine Spirit Joints couldn’t surpass the Seventh Layer, not to mention the existence of the Eighth Layer.

One reason is that this Cultivation Technique appears simple and foundational, so it doesn’t draw much attention, and no one seeks to cultivate it to higher levels.

A second reason is that to cultivate this technique to the legendary Seventh and Eighth Layers requires a long time, needing prolonged perseverance, and many think such time might be better spent on other advanced Cultivation Techniques.

A third reason is that the Eighth Layer has a condition, a restrictive condition. Even if you spend a lot of time studying this Cultivation Technique, without a Cold Ice Seed, reaching the Seventh Layer is futile.

Therefore, the elder experts turned this Cultivation Technique into a foundational technique. It’s not that this technique is bad; rather, it’s so good that it serves as a foundation for other Cultivators.

So when the foundation is solid, all hardships can be overcome. This explains the rationale.

When the mysterious man executed this formidable Cultivation Technique, it indicated a solid foundation and depth, proving he was no ordinary Eight Spirit Knot Initial Stage.

An ordinary Eight Spirit Knot Initial Stage only has average standards. To practice Cold Ice Palm to its final level defines a real man.

Mo Qingshuang, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, walked slowly towards the mysterious man, softly saying, "Well, you’ve got some skills there, kid. Too bad the Western Army can’t use you, what a pity!"

As he spoke, seemingly without warning, Mo Qingshuang rushed towards the mysterious man, incredibly fast, gaining an overwhelming advantage in the field.

"Extreme Radiant Flame Palm," Mo Qingshuang’s words sounded, and a red light crashed into the mysterious man’s body. The latter groaned coldly, appearing pitifully heroic. His gradually weakening frame could hardly withstand such forceful assaults.

The mysterious man emitted a desperate cry, his face painfully contorted. Summoning his remaining Ice Power, he channeled it fiercely into the blazing radiance, as if determined to freeze the opponent completely.

Apart from Lin Feng, who was controlling his breathing on the side, no one else was present. So, only Mo Qingshuang, glowing as a red light, could feel the mysterious man’s strength. The ten individuals now frozen showed no signs of life. This freezing power carried lethal cold energy capable of freezing souls and snuffing out life forces, making the Eighth Layer legendary.

Those ten individuals, still frozen at this moment, were just Ice-men, no longer anything else. The icy power has completely infiltrated these individuals, leaving the scene littered with mere ice blocks, including the ten.

So, when Mo Qingshuang unleashed his Blazing Flame Divine Skill and the mysterious man infused freezing energy into his core, the clash of two extreme powers shattered the nearby Ice Crystals.

As the Ice Crystals shattered, countless ice shards clattered to the ground, the scene truly shockingly spectacular.

However, amazed or not, without an audience, the scene was in vain. The two contenders were engaged in an internal energy clash, with victory reserved for those with greater power.

When the ten soldiers were initially frozen, Mo Qingshuang already realized the mysterious man’s strength from his exhibited Cultivation Techniques. Even when surrounded by the ten soldiers, Mo Qingshuang’s cultivation was slightly higher, but he couldn’t defeat them without full power. Using full power and risk collapsing under Mo Qingshuang’s stratagem, the mysterious man only had to display the Eighth Layer.

Predicting the Eighth Layer’s power, Mo Qingshuang daringly challenged it since his cultivation was higher, and the mysterious man’s complexion grew worse after exerting it. Thus, Mo Qingshuang forcibly attacked without hesitation.

At this moment, the two were contesting power; the Blazing Flame Energy within Mo Qingshuang kept intensifying. This was a confrontation of ice and fire, with neither showing any sign of weakening, fully determined to overpower the other.

Yet, neither expected Mo Qingshuang to still end up frozen.

The mysterious man was equally astonished, his mouth agape as he released his grip, inhaling sharply. Without the Cold Ice Seed within him, he would indeed struggle against Mo Qingshuang’s Blazing Flame Energy.

Though a narrow victory, the mysterious man clearly didn’t relax. He wasn’t sure if the opponent’s soul had been compromised by the Cold Ice Seed’s frozen power, yet the battle was over. His immediate task was to check on Lin Feng.

Walking wearily to Lin Feng, he discovered his cultivation had surged unexpectedly. Previously still fluctuating at the Fourth Spirit Knot, he had now broken through to the peak of the Fifth Spirit Knot and continued rising.

It could be understood if Lin Feng had broken through from the peak of the Fourth Spirit Knot to the Fifth; breakthroughs occur unpredictably at peaks. But surpassing to the Fifth Spirit Knot, while already augmenting further defied comprehension. Faced with this scene, the mysterious man was greatly astonished.

Now frowning in disbelief, a sudden thought struck his heart, "Could it be he’s ascending two full levels directly?" His eyes filled with doubt and immense confusion.

Unbeknownst to him, Mo Qingshuang, although frozen within the ice block, hadn’t turned into an Ice-man — merely sealed. He employed the Blazing Flame Divine Skills to contend against this nearly ancient mystic ice.

The mysterious man’s attention diverted elsewhere from Mo Qingshuang as another surprising event unfolded. Lin Feng’s strength had unexpectedly advanced a realm in little time.

Lin Feng benefited indirectly from the situation; aiding another in unblocking sealed energy pathways was only one reason. Numerous causes contributed, such as consuming diluted celestial treasures on Star Fall Mountain.

Under numerous opportune circumstances at present, Lin Feng’s energy ascended, breaking through three energy gates instantly. Now, he stood at the pinnacle of the Seventh Spirit Knot.

Though distanced from the Eight Spirit Knot, Lin Feng’s possession of the Soul Artifact Divine Sword and Divine Beast competency allowed him to face an Eight Spirit Knot cultivator without fear.

Momentarily, Lin Feng opened his eyes amidst the mysterious man’s shock. His stare fixed incredulously at Lin Feng, awakening the prior astonishment intense.

The mysterious man, stammering slightly, managed to say to Lin Feng, "Y-you woke up!" He emphasized the last word gravely, filled with endless wonder.

Witnessing, for the first time, one individual’s breakthrough over two realms in merely a blink — and already advancing previously — utterly overturned convention. This cultivator genius was exceedingly rare, unmatched across ages by anyone but Lin Feng.

His cultivation speed evidently outpaced others by thousands, achieving in moments what took others years or decades. This extraordinary progress awed all watching.

"What is the situation, where did everyone else go?" Upon waking, Lin Feng thought not of himself, but others first.

The mysterious man, momentarily recovered, replied to Lin Feng, "They’ve retreated. We should depart too." Speaking to Lin Feng, still struggling to conceal prior astonishment.