Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 732 - 167: Careful! Careful! (Three Updates)

What do you mean, death energy is dead, yet it’s alive?

Even Mu Qingge couldn’t explain it, so naturally, she didn’t know how to tell others.

She could only carefully observe the surroundings, paying attention to the movements of those ice columns.

The three protected Xi Qianxue as they moved forward slowly. No matter what dangers lay ahead, they had to advance.

With the three guarding her, Xi Qianxue felt a bit guilty, feeling like a burden, completely useless. She secretly glanced at Mu Qingge’s tall silhouette, feeling a warmth rising in her heart.

Although she knew deep down that Mu Qingge’s care for her was mostly due to her request, she still tried to experience and feel it sincerely.

After leaving this place, the two would be strangers.

Xi Qianxue’s gaze dimmed slightly, but this was her fate. She only wanted to cherish this rare and precious three months.

"Wait!" Mu Qingge suddenly raised her hand, stopping in front of Ji Yaohua, and halted.

Ji Yaohua looked at her in confusion. But she looked up at the gray-white snowflakes, saying in a deep voice, "These snowflakes are problematic!"

Her voice was certain, not speculative.

Ji Yaohua instinctively asked, "What’s wrong with them?"

In the depths of Mu Qingge’s clear eyes, there was a sharpness as she said to everyone, "These snowflakes are formed from death energy."

What!

Formed from death energy?

Their eyes shrank, shocked, as they looked at the gray-white snowflakes drifting around.

Ji Yaohua couldn’t help but raise his hand to catch a snowflake, murmuring as he looked at it, "These snowflakes formed from death energy..."

But before he could finish, his eyes widened as he saw the snowflake suddenly come alive, drilling into his hand.

Ji Yaohua was terrified and used spiritual power to force that snowflake out.

As soon as the golden spiritual power touched the snowflake, it set the gray-white snowflake on fire.

They seemed to vaguely hear a painful scream coming from the burning snowflake.

"What on earth are these things?" Ji Yaohua’s hair almost stood on end. The small snowflakes gave him a creepy feeling.

Mu Qingge quickly waved her hand, enlarging the Taichu Urgent Fire around Xi Qianxue, forming a canopy-like cover over their heads.

At this moment, the gray-white snowflakes falling from the sky seemed to fall more rapidly.

The four looked up through the fire cover, only to see the swarm of gray-white snowflakes plunging into the flames and burning into ashes.

Hidden in the burning snowflakes, there seemed to be something emitting sharp screams.

The Taichu Urgent Fire could dispel the cold from their bodies but couldn’t remove the unease of the unknown in their hearts.

"What are these?" Xi Qianxue said, her face pale.

Ji Yaohua held a fan in his hand, gritting his teeth, "Whatever they are, they won’t have it easy today!" Saying this, he smiled at Mu Qingge, "Luckily, you can unleash the fire, and this fire coincidentally restrains these things; otherwise, it’d be tough for us today."

Mu Qingge pressed her lips in silence.

The Taichu Urgent Fire is the primordial sun fire at the beginning of the world, the hottest among all abnormal fires, and with the strongest yang energy, naturally the nemesis of these death energy snowflakes.

She just felt a vague unease, as if there was more to the strangeness here!

Suddenly, Ying Ze’s voice came, "Look quickly!" His spear pointed to somewhere ahead.

The three followed his direction and found that at the edge of vision, some snowflakes were clustering together to form a snowball. The snowball grew larger as it rolled, quickly becoming a gigantic snowball, and it was coming at them fiercely.

This scene changed the expressions of the four!

With a flash of light in Mu Qingge’s right hand, the Linglong Spear was in grip. She pressed her lips tightly, gripping the spear shaft with both hands as she swung it forcefully towards the incoming snowball.

A fire blade swept out from the spear tip, rapidly enlarging in the air as it slashed towards the large snowball.

Wherever the fire flashed, the gray-white snowflakes were burned and melted.

The gigantic snowball was also split in two, quickly igniting. The snowball turned into a fireball, with countless piercing shrill sounds echoing in the fire.

Xi Qianxue, without spiritual power to protect her, could only cover her ears with her hands, trying to stay unaffected by the sound.

The other three, even with spiritual power protection, were annoyed by the sharp noise.

Not until the flames burned out, returning to the Linglong Spear, did the sharp sounds stop.

All four of them heaved a sigh of relief.

But before they could catch a breath, Ji Yaohua shouted loudly, "Look! The snow is getting heavier!"

With his reminder, a few looked over, only to find it true!

What had been sparse snowflakes now fell like blades, sharp and urgent. The most important thing was, all around, more snowflakes were rolling into snowballs, heading towards them.

"Hurry!" Mu Qingge shouted in a deep voice, urgently pulling Xi Qianxue’s wrist, and started to run fiercely. Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze stayed on her sides, continuously waving their weapons to ward off the snowflakes.

Mu Qingge ran swiftly, and Xi Qianxue could barely keep up, relying on her body’s own strength. She ran with flushed cheeks, breath slightly rapid, yet kept her lips pressed without uttering a sound.

Mu Qingge, holding her with one hand, wielded the Linglong Spear with the other, from which fire dragons roared out, clearing the path for the four of them.

"Watch out!" suddenly, Xi Qianxue called out.

Mu Qingge glanced back, seeing some snowballs attempting to ambush them from tricky angles.

Her eyes darkened, and she swung the Linglong Spear, its sharp tip piercing through the snowball. The flame ignited on the spear tip instantly burned the snowball.

"Screech--!"

A sharp, piercing sound emanated from the trembling snowballs, causing Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze to pause unexpectedly.

The snowballs took advantage, rushing towards them, but Mu Qingge summoned back the Fire Dragon, circling around them, barely managing to fend off the snowball attack.

"What on earth are these things?" Ji Yaohua said grimly.

Their Spiritual Power had no effect on the deadly snowflakes, merely pushed them away. However, once repelled, the snowflakes attacked again, seemingly relentless!

Thanks to Mu Qingge’s Taichu Urgent Fire, these deadly snowflakes couldn’t stick to them.

Yet, this was not a fundamental solution.

Mu Qingge’s Abnormal Fire required Spiritual Power support; if she exhausted it, the four of them would be consumed by the snowflakes.

No one could answer Ji Yaohua’s question.

The only thing they were sure of was that these snowflakes were definitely no good!

"Trying to penetrate my body? Court death!" Ji Yaohua shouted defiantly, snapping his fan open, mixing golden Spiritual Power into the whirlwind, blowing the incoming snowflakes back and forcefully clearing a path.

"Go!" Ji Yaohua shouted and swung his fan again.

Strong winds howled from his fan, sending snowflakes flying, opening a path for survival.

The four hurriedly followed the cleared route, running forward, with Ji Yaohua leading the way and Mu Qingge’s Fire Dragon circling around them to prevent sneak attacks from snowflakes.

In an instant, they sprinted a hundred feet away.

But ahead still lay vast desolation; the peculiar ice pillars remained, surrounded by fragmented corpses, and eerie snowflakes filled the air, persistent and pervasive.

Suddenly, Ji Yaohua, leading the way, stopped abruptly.

The remaining three followed suit, halting, as the Fire Dragon coiled around them tightly for protection. Inspired by Mu Qingge, Ji Yaohua also released a Wind Dragon, together with the Fire Dragon, guarding everyone.

"These damned things are quite clever!" Ji Yaohua’s eyes glinted sharply at the snow wall piling up in front, huffing coldly.

The road before them was blocked by snowflakes.

The snowflakes abandoned their sphere form, assembling into a thick snow wall that steadily advanced towards them.

Ji Yaohua’s gaze turned harsh, and he swung his fan again.

Yet, the strong winds, upon fiercely striking the snow wall, dissipated into nothingness.

This sight made Ji Yaohua’s eyes constrict suddenly, his gaze turning somber.

Mu Qingge stepped beside him, thrusting forward the Linglong Spear, unleashing a roaring Fire Dragon from the spear tip towards the snow wall.

However, before the Fire Dragon could reach it, the surrounding snowflakes surged in like moths to a flame, seemingly protecting the snow wall.

When the Fire Dragon breached the layers, approaching the snow wall, it had faded to a mere shadow.

Upon impact, it left only a faint trace on the snow wall.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed slightly; she wielded the Linglong Spear, instantly releasing five Fire Dragons, charging in different directions simultaneously at the snow wall. "Let’s see how many you can stop!" Mu Qingge said coldly.

Indeed, this time, although the snowflakes still dashed forward like moths to a flame, they couldn’t drag down so many Fire Dragons simultaneously. Two Fire Dragons reached the snow wall, which suddenly collapsed and scattered, evading the impact.

Yet, the scattered snow wall transformed into several towering giants, charging towards them.

Three towering giant snowmen, with blurred facial features, sprinting toward them at high speed, made one’s face change color.

"Engage separately!" Mu Qingge whispered decisively, leaving a Fire Dragon to guard Xi Qianxue, while she wielded the Linglong Spear to confront the central giant.

Ying Ze and Ji Yaohua also faced the other two, and the battle commenced instantly.

Xi Qianxue stood amidst the Fire Dragon, watching the three engaged in combat, both anxious and worried. She could only stand there, unable to leave, lest she create chaos.

Mu Qingge’s Taichu Urgent Fire was formidable, practically the nemesis of these deadly snowflakes.

The giant facing her seemed somewhat fearful, not daring to confront directly, only evading constantly.

’These monsters seem intelligent!’ Mu Qingge thought, her gaze deepening as she arrived at this conclusion.

Her peripheral vision swept to the other two battlefields; Ji Yaohua, utilizing the advantage of the Wind Spirit Root, managed to cope well. However, Ying Ze’s Giant Power Bloodline couldn’t be leveraged here, and being in the Silver Realm, he was struggling immensely against the giant.

Mu Qingge quickly recalculated mentally, her movements becoming more vigorous.

She aimed to swiftly end her battle to assist Ying Ze!

Suddenly, Mu Qingge withdrew the Linglong Spear, deliberately exposing a weakness.

The colossal snowman seized the chance, bending over with both hands reaching for her.

This sight nearly made the observing Xi Qianxue scream in fright.

Yet, at this moment, Mu Qingge raised her clear eyes, the corners of her mouth pulling into a faintly mocking smile. As those massive hands touched her body, flames suddenly burst forth, revealing a Fire Armor Battle Armor on her, its flames swiftly engulfing the large hands.

"Roar—!" The giant raised its burning hands in agony, emitting a wailing cry.

Seizing the moment, Mu Qingge leaped up from the ground, her body spinning, flames enveloping her, resembling a small sun, directly crashing into the giant.

The Taichu Urgent Fire swiftly ignited on the giant, its anguished fall shaking the ground several times upon impact.

Its body quickly melted away under the scorching Taichu Urgent Fire, vanishing completely.

Mu Qingge turned her gaze towards Ying Ze’s direction, witnessing one of his arms being eroded by snowflakes, half of his body turning icy, with the freezing trend rapidly spreading.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed sharply, launching a Fire Dragon towards Ying Ze’s giant while flashing forward to steady his staggering body, frowning, "Force it out with Spiritual Power!" She remembered Ji Yaohua doing the same earlier.

Silently, Ying Ze nodded, immediately utilizing the slowed Spiritual Power to expel the infiltrated snowflakes.

Mu Qingge’s eyes turned fierce as she looked at the remaining giant. Ji Yaohua’s side was intact, neither he nor the giant had suffered damage; as for Ying Ze’s, her strike had cost the giant half its head, an arm, and half its body.

Now, it extended its remaining hand, reaching for her...