The Doctor of the City goes down the mountain

Chapter 2577 Despair and betrayal!
In the center of the Blood Soul Valley, Lin Zhenyue transformed into a dragon. The giant dragon that had just soared in the sky and dominated all directions now fell powerlessly to the ground. His golden scales were covered with cracks, and blood was gushing out, staining the cold ground red.

Although his eyes have lost their former brilliance, the indomitable spirit and tenacity still flicker deep in his pupils.

Ye Wuhen, the master of the Blood Soul Hall, was wearing a dark red robe and standing in mid-air with a cold smile on his lips.

He stepped slowly down into the air, and every step seemed to step on Lin Zhenyue's heart, bringing endless feeling of oppression.

"Lin Zhenyue, so what if you turned into a dragon? In front of me, Ye Wuhen, you still lost after all." His voice was low and powerful, full of the arrogance of a winner.

Lin Zhenyue raised his head with difficulty, a hint of anger flashed in his golden eyes, but more of it was unyielding. "There are still two more battles, don't be too happy too soon."

However, to Ye Wuhen, these words sounded nothing more than the wail of a defeated dog.

“Lin Zhenyue, you are also a figure.” Ye Wuhen sneered, his tone full of disdain, “But do you think that in this Blood Soul Valley, in my home court, you still have a chance to turn the tables? In the next two battles, you are just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.”

His tone was full of disdain.

In his eyes today, the Dragon Alliance has become a piece of meat on the chopping board, at his mercy.

At this moment, Lin Zhenyue's gaze turned to the side, in the direction of the old man with dried blood.

In Lin Zhenyue's eyes, the old man with dried blood has now become the only life-saving straw for their Dragon Alliance!

Lin Zhenyue's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he spoke with difficulty: "Brother Kuxue, I'll leave it to you next."

"You must win the next battle!"

However, fate always seems to play the cruelest jokes when it least expects it.

Just as Lin Zhenyue finished speaking, the figure of the old man with dried blood suddenly moved. Instead of heading towards the enemy, he launched a fatal attack on Lin Zhenyue from behind at an incredible speed.

With a flash of cold light, a long sword accurately pierced Lin Zhenyue's chest. Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

Lin Zhenyue's body trembled violently. He turned his head in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and pain.

The face of the blood-stained old man became blurred in his eyes. Only those cold eyes, like two sharp blades, deeply hurt his heart.

"Why..." He uttered these two words with difficulty, his voice so weak that it was almost drowned out by the wind.

"Why?" The old man with dried blood smiled coldly, without a trace of warmth in his smile, "Because I am originally from the Blood Soul Palace."

"All of this is just the Palace Master's calculation. Lin Zhenyue, you are known as the 'God' of the Dragon Country's casual cultivators. I didn't expect that you would fall into the trap so easily. With this wisdom, can you protect the Dragon Alliance?"

"I don't think the Dragon Alliance needs to exist anymore!"

Although Lin Zhenyue was stabbed in the back by him, he was a celestial realm warrior of the third heaven after all, so the sword was not fatal.

However, the current situation made Lin Zhenyue feel desperate.

He had originally placed his last hope on Old Man Kuxue, a celestial realm warrior of the second level, but he never expected that he was actually a member of the Blood Soul Palace.

Now, there are several Heaven Realm warriors in the Blood Soul Palace. However, he, the only Heaven Realm warrior in the Dragon Alliance, has been seriously injured and has no fighting power at all.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look up at the sky and let out a desperate cry.

"Could it be that God wants to destroy our Dragon Alliance?"

At this time, the Blood Soul Hall's master, Ye Wuhen, laughed again. Then, his face suddenly turned serious and he looked at the elites behind the Dragon Alliance.

He exuded an extremely terrifying aura of heavenly power, and said to everyone in a deep voice: "Everyone, you are all masters of the outer battlefield, and I am a talented person. As long as you submit to our Blood Soul Hall and work for our Blood Soul Hall in the future, I can spare your lives today!"

As soon as these words came out, the old man with dried blood also looked at the people of the Dragon Alliance and said with a smile: "Following us in the Blood Soul Hall will definitely have a better future than staying in the Dragon Alliance!"

"In our Blood Soul Hall, there are three Heaven Realm warriors. Moreover, our hall master can also refine blood pills. Those blood pills can quickly improve everyone's strength."

"As long as you join our Blood Soul Hall, everyone will get a blood pill! Of course, you can choose not to join, but the consequences, hehe...then it will be like this!"

After saying that, the old man with dried blood grabbed a huge rock nearby. The huge rock instantly turned into powder.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the Dragon Alliance changed, but they all had a determination to die.

Seeing this, the old man with dried blood sneered, and his laughter was full of disdain for the weak and desire for victory.

"A man who knows the times is a hero. Everyone in the Dragon Alliance, why don't you obey the will of heaven and join our Blood Soul Hall to work together for the great cause?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was dead silence all around, with only the rustling sound of wind passing through the treetops, which seemed particularly harsh.

But at this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the crowd, and every step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight. It was the commander of the Dark Night Legion - Mo Huan.

Lin Zhenyue's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes shot towards Mo Huan like a knife. He couldn't believe that his most trusted subordinate, the brother who had fought side by side with him in countless battles, would choose to betray him at this critical moment.

"Mo Huan...you..." Lin Zhenyue's voice trembled and his face was full of disbelief.

Mo Huan stopped, turned around, spread his hands and said:

"Lin Zhenyue, times are changing, and our beliefs should also change. What the Blood Soul Hall can give you is what the Dragon Alliance can never give you."

"In the battlefield outside the domain, there is no such thing as loyalty or betrayal. Only the strong are respected!"

Now, he simply called him "Lin Zhenyue" by his name, and was too lazy to even call him "Alliance Leader".

"You...how can you say such things!" Lin Zhenyue was furious. He had never thought that loyalty and faith were so fragile in Mo Huan's heart.

"Lin Zhenyue, you and I are both strong men, but the path to becoming strong is also a lonely journey. I have chosen the path that I think is right." Mo Huan's tone was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Seeing this, Ye Wuhen curled up a satisfied smile. He took a step forward and patted Mo Huan on the shoulder, as if announcing the joining of this new ally to everyone.

"Very good, Mo Huan, your choice will be the wisest step in your life. The door of the Blood Soul Palace is open to you."

"This is the blood pill. After taking it, it will make you even stronger!"

In order to completely win over Commander Mo Huan and to set an example for others, the Lord of the Blood Soul Hall threw a blood pill to Mo Huan as a reward for his surrender.

Mo Huan quickly took the blood pill and swallowed it.

"Boom~~~"

As soon as he swallowed the blood pill, he felt his strength increasing rapidly, directly from the peak of the ninth level grandmaster to another level.

"This blood pill is so effective. It has at least doubled my strength. I am one step closer to becoming a warrior in that heavenly realm!" Commander Mo Huan said happily.

(End of this chapter)