Mad Doctor No. 9

He remembered that the leader had said that the purpose of the Dragon Gate Society was not only to protect national treasures, but also to protect things that should not exist in this world.

At the time, he didn't understand, but now he realizes it probably referred to a place like Penglai Island.

As the rubber boat approached the fairy island, Wang Tiancai finally got a clear view of the island's entirety.

The island is small, about 100 meters high, and cone-shaped, resembling a small volcano.

The island is covered in lush vegetation, yet it is pitch black, like a giant beast lurking in the night.

The most prominent spot on the island is a natural pier.

Several ships were moored on the dock, which was pitch black, but Wang Tian could sense that there were people on board, at least thirty people, and none of them were weak.

He circled around to the west side of the island, found a hiding place, and went ashore.

The island was quiet; not even the chirping of insects could be heard.

Beneath your feet lies a patch of black volcanic rock, which makes a "crackling" sound when you step on it, giving you a creepy feeling.

Wang Tian concealed his presence, moving silently like a ghost towards the center of the island.

After walking for about ten minutes, a pile of ruins appeared before them.

It appears to be an ancient architectural ruin, with collapsed stone pillars and walls, but one can still discern how magnificent the building once was.

This is a unique building, neither a fusion of Chinese and Western styles nor a modern style, but a style he had never seen before, with smooth lines and full of geometric beauty.

Wang Tian found several stone carvings in the ruins, with some strange symbols engraved on them, resembling oracle bone script, but even more complex and difficult to understand.

Upon closer inspection, he suddenly recognized that it was the ancient Chinese character for "dragon" on the token of the Dragon Gate Society's Grand Master!

Wang Tian exclaimed in surprise, "This is the ruins of the Dragon Gate Society?"

He walked deeper and deeper, until he reached the center of the ruins.

It was a huge stone platform with a diameter of more than 20 meters, and the platform was covered with intricate array diagrams.

At the center of the formation is a bronze cauldron.

This is a large three-legged cauldron with an ancient and simple design, and many runes are carved on it.

What surprised Wang Tian the most was that there was a blue liquid in the cauldron that emitted a blue light!

"Spiritual Spring..." Wang Tian thought of a sentence that Ghost Face had once said.

He walked up to the bronze cauldron and discovered that the liquid inside was not ordinary water, but a viscous liquid that emitted faint energy fluctuations.

As the distance increased, the white light emitted by the jade pendant grew brighter, and the blue light within it also became brighter.

Wang Tian suddenly realized, "This tripod and the jade pendant are a set."

He reached out and touched the large cauldron, and a flood of information rushed into his mind—not words, but a series of images:

Thousands of years ago, a group of people dressed in dragon-patterned clothing appeared here.

They threw a blue ore into the cauldron, and with the power of the jade pendant, suppressed a dark shadow underground.

The shadowy figure roared and struggled, but was firmly locked in place by the blue light.

Finally, the old man spoke, "This thing can only be destroyed by suppression. My Dragon Gate has been guarding this seal for generations, and we must not relax our vigilance in the slightest..."

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Wang Tian staggered back several steps, his body drenched in cold sweat.

Penglai Immortal Island has indeed suppressed some evil entity! The Dragon Gate Society takes it upon itself to guard the seal! As for the Dark Palace, they intend to break the seal and release that thing!

Wang Tian gritted his teeth and said, "We must stop them."

Just as he was about to carefully examine the array diagram, his ears suddenly twitched—someone was coming!

Wang Tian flashed and hid behind a stone pillar.

Not long after, a group of men in black filed in, and the one leading them was none other than Ghost Face, whom they had met once before at Penglai Pavilion!

The masked man walked toward the bronze cauldron, and the people behind him carried wooden boxes up one by one.

Upon opening it, I found it was covered in black moss. Isn't this the black moss from the Death Valley of Changbai Mountain?

"Let's begin," Ghost Face's voice was somewhat hoarse. "Throw black moss into the spirit spring."

Several henchmen carried basket after basket of black moss and poured it into the large cauldron.

The dark blue and black energies mingled together, causing the spiritual spring to boil, with a large number of bubbles rising from it.

Even more terrifying, the entire island was trembling!

boom!

The earth cracked open, emitting a low roar, as if something was about to emerge from the ground.

"Hahaha...it's about to wake up!"

Wang Tian couldn't wait any longer.

He leaped into the air, and the Ice Soul Needles rained down on Ghost Face like a storm!

"Who?!" Ghost Face reacted quickly, his black robe swung out, and a gust of wind shook all the silver needles away.

However, Wang Tian's target was not the Ghost Face; his target was the Bronze Cauldron.

He rushed toward the cauldron, attempting to destroy the ceremony.

The masked man shrieked, "Stop him!"

Six men in black rushed towards Wang Tian.

Each of them possesses peak internal energy cultivation.

Wang Tian fought six people alone. Although he relied on his medical martial arts and had a strong physical body, he did not suffer any losses, but he was still entangled.

"So it's you, Wang Tian." Ghost Face sneered. "Even with your cultivation crippled, you still dare to come and die."

Wang Tian didn't answer, and continued to punch the two men until they were knocked to the ground.

However, his goal was to interrupt the ritual, not to entangle it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he took out a small bottle and smashed it towards the bronze cauldron.

The medicine bottle contained a kind of "bone-dissolving powder," which is extremely corrosive to metals and iron.

But Ghost Face was faster; with a flick of his finger, a burst of black energy shattered the bottle, scattering powder everywhere.

"A mere trick." Ghost Face walked towards Wang Tian. "Since you're already here, don't leave. I will offer your blood to that great man."

His black robes fluttered in the wind, radiating a terrifying aura.

Wang Tian felt like he couldn't breathe, as if an invisible hand was choking him.

Grandmaster! This is no ordinary early-stage Grandmaster; he's at least a mid-stage Grandmaster!

With Wang Tian's current strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to defeat him.

"Retreat!" Wang Tian decisively ordered, throwing out several smoke grenades before running away himself.

"Trying to escape?" Ghost Face chased after them at incredible speed.

Wang Tian ran forward as fast as he could, but the distance to the ghost mask kept closing.

Just as they were about to be overtaken, a precipice suddenly appeared in front of them, with a cliff tens of meters high below that stretched all the way into the sea.

Wang Tianyi gritted his teeth, leaped, and shouted, "Jump!"

Ghost Face rushed to the edge of the cliff, only to see Wang Tian swooping down like a roc. When he was almost at the sea surface, he flipped over and landed lightly in the water without splashing too much.

"Impressive skills." A cold glint flashed in Ghost Face's eyes. "However, there's no escaping this time. The Great Tide will arrive in three days. At that time, even a god won't be able to save you."

He turned around and walked towards the ruins.

Although the ritual was interrupted, he had already buried most of the black moss underground, and the seal had begun to loosen.