Mad Doctor No. 9

"Star Trek!"

An invisible shockwave emanated from his body! This time, it was no longer a simple backlash, but a proactive attack using pure stellar power!

"Pfft—!" The two men in black robes felt as if they had been struck hard in the chest by an invisible hammer. Their long swords flew out of their hands, and they spat out a mouthful of black blood. With a scream, they fell to the ground, lifeless.

The man in black robes grunted and staggered backward. The murderous aura on his claws dissipated considerably, and the crimson light in his eyes intensified. "How could your star power be so pure?! And this chilling aura..."

Wang Tian gave him no chance to catch his breath. With a stomp of his foot, he traversed dozens of feet in an instant, like a dazzling star, and arrived in front of the leader of the men in black. He spread his right hand, palm down, and pressed it on the top of the man's head.

In his palm, a point of icy blue starlight condensed to its extreme, seemingly capable of freezing the soul. This was a combination of the extreme cold power of the Ice Soul Crystal and the destructive power of the star!

"Soul of Ice, Fallen Star!"

The leader of the men in black was terrified, feeling the threat of death. He roared and activated the last of his bloodthirsty energy, condensing it into a strange blood lotus, which he held in front of him.

but--

The icy blue starlight gently landed on the blood lotus.

There was no loud noise, nor any violent explosion.

Silently, the blood lotus condensed into ice, and then, starting from the middle, it crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless ice shards.

The icy blue starlight continued its relentless advance, landing directly on the head of the leader of the men in black.

The leader of the men in black trembled and froze on the spot.

The crimson light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

A layer of white frost spread down from his head, instantly enveloping his entire body.

"Pat...pat..."

The frozen body shattered, breaking into countless ice crystal fragments, leaving not a trace of blood.

With the death of the caster, the crimson array also dissipated.

Outside the area, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief as the starlight slowly receded, as if swatting a fly.

In the blink of an eye, three evil grandmaster-level experts were killed, one of whom even unleashed a bizarre Blood Prison Domain.

Just how strong is he?! Is this the "Grandmaster"? Or perhaps...?

With a wave of his hand, Wang Tian killed the two dying men in black. Then, with a flick of his finger, he burned the three corpses, along with the ice crystal fragments, to ashes.

After doing all this, he looked at Chen Feng and Jiang Lan, his expression calm: "Remnants of the heretical sect, you've spoiled everyone's enjoyment. I'm sorry."

sorry?

The crowd looked at each other, their throats dry, unsure how to respond.

Jiang Lan took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, stepped forward, and bowed with utmost solemnity: "Mr. Wang, I thank you on behalf of the Zhenwu Sect for exorcising the demon! Your skills are truly divine, and I am filled with admiration!" This demeanor was completely different from her reserved and arrogant attitude when she first arrived here.

Chen Feng and the others then came to their senses and hurriedly went to greet them, their expressions extremely respectful, even somewhat fearful.

Ye Qingxue's beautiful eyes sparkled, her heart pounding as she stared intently at Wang Tian's retreating figure.

Wang Tian nodded without saying anything.

After this battle, his status in the ancient martial arts world of Jiangnan will undergo a dramatic change.

The key point is that the Blood Moon Cult has clearly set its sights on them, even bringing out evil items like the "Blood God Crystal".

The other party may know more.

Going to the capital is of utmost urgency.

He needs to rely on the power of the "Hidden Dragon" headquarters, as well as information about the Blood Moon Cult, the Eternal Life Society, and the true secrets of this era, to learn more.

"Patriarch Ye," Wang Tian turned to Ye Hongdao, "I will remember the Ye family's kindness. As for Miss Qingxue's Ice Spirit Body, let her continue cultivating as I previously instructed."

Ye Hongdao quickly replied, "The Ye family would gladly die for you, as long as you, sir, have any use for our family! Qingxue, shouldn't you thank the master?"

Ye Qingxue suppressed her reluctance and disappointment, bowed and said, "I will remember your teachings, Senior. Take care, Senior."

Wang Tian nodded, then looked at Jiang Lan and said, "Goodbye, Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Lan's eyes lit up: "Mr. Wang, you're going to the capital, you must be going to the headquarters of the Hidden Dragon Sect, right? The True Martial Sect also has a branch in the capital. If you have time, you can come and visit. My father will definitely be very interested in you."

Wang Tian did not deny it: "See you again if fate allows."

As night deepened, the turmoil at Juxian Manor gradually subsided, but the name Wang Tian and the events of that night were destined to stir up a storm in the ancient martial arts world.

Hidden within the capital city is a colossal dragon.

A bigger stage, stronger opponents, and bigger secrets await the "Star Lord's Successor".

The next morning, Wang Tian declined the escort from the Ye family's team, but instructed Ye Hongdao to arrange a low-profile SUV, driven by a trusted member of the Ye family, to take him to Jinling Airport. As for the rest, he left it to Ye Hongdao.

Ye Qingxue insisted on escorting her to the villa entrance, but Wang Tian pretended not to see the longing in her eyes and turned to leave.

Upon arrival at the airport, a light business jet belonging to the "Hidden Dragon" company departed from a dedicated passage, ready for takeoff.

Qin Feng stood on the gangway and waited.

"Advisor Wang, I've made all the arrangements." Qin Feng's attitude was much more respectful than when he was in Kunlun, clearly indicating that he already knew about the Juxian Manor incident.

Wang Tian nodded and went inside.

The cabin was simple and comfortable, and he was all alone.

Soon, the plane soared into the sky, leaving the city of Nanjing behind.

While flying, Wang Tian closed his eyes to rest and reviewed recent events.

The inheritance of the Star Lord's Token, the Kunlun affair, the Ye family affair, the chaos in the ancient martial arts world of Jiangnan, the attack of the Blood Moon Cult... all these clues are gradually intertwined, forming a huge vortex that is becoming clearer and clearer.

And he was right at the center of this storm.

Heading to the capital requires not only obtaining sufficient intelligence support but also being wary of any unusual noises or potential threats that may arise within "Hidden Dragon".

A young man who has access to Kunlun's most secrets and inherits the Star Lord's Decree is both a great help to those high-ranking officials who hold vast resources and power, and an uncontrollable variable.

Several hours later, the plane landed at a heavily guarded military airport in the northern suburbs of the capital.

A black sedan silently stopped at the top of the stairs, its windows covered by a thin layer of glass.

"Advisor Wang, this way please. The headquarters is underground; you'll need to transfer to a special vehicle to get there."

Wang Tian followed closely behind and boarded the carriage.

The vehicle entered a special, winding downward passage. The surroundings were dimly lit, and the only illumination came from the vehicle's own lights.