Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I'll Take Them Down!

Chapter 1341: Chapter 1341: Battle Against the Hall Master!

Faced with the Hall Master’s ultimatum, Zhou Yu’s expression turned extraordinarily grim.

Time passed second by second.

The one-minute deadline given by the Hall Master was about to expire.

Zhou Yu finally spoke reluctantly:

”Since you’ve already discovered I refined that Heavenly Law Dao Bead, how am I supposed to give it to you?”

Upon hearing these words, the Hall Master spoke eagerly:

”It’s simple. You just need to first free your Primordial Spirit, allowing me to plant the Primordial Spirit Slave Seal. Then hand over the Tai Chu Skill Cultivation Technique to me, and I will have a way to extract the Heavenly Law Dao Bead.”

After a moment of silence upon hearing this, Zhou Yu replied:

”Alright.”

As soon as the words were spoken, within the surrounding array barrier, a glow flickered suddenly.

The next moment, the Hall Master’s figure appeared.

She looked at Zhou Yu with a faint smile.

”My dear junior disciple.”

”I guess this counts as our first, official meeting.”

”I hope we can have a good start and renew the bond as fellow disciples.”

”Now, release your Primordial Spirit.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu took a deep breath and nodded:

”Fine.”

As he spoke, Zhou Yu began to activate his Primordial Spirit.

Soon, a humanoid illusion materialized above Zhou Yu’s head.

This was precisely Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit.

The moment the Hall Master saw Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit, excitement appeared on her face.

”Yin Yang Unity, already achieved Great Primordial Spirit.”

”Very good.”

As she spoke, the Hall Master also concentrated her thoughts, and above her head, a Primordial Spirit Illusion appeared.

The Hall Master’s Primordial Spirit was merely Yin Primordial Spirit.

However, her Yin Primordial Spirit appeared far more solid than Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit.

Evidently, although the Hall Master hadn’t cultivated a Great Primordial Spirit, her accomplishments in Yin Primordial Spirit were much greater than Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit.

At this moment, the Hall Master began to maneuver her Primordial Spirit, floating towards Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit, ready to cast the spell and plant the Slave Seal.

But just then, a cold glint suddenly flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes.

His Primordial Spirit overhead transformed instantly, and around it appeared a visible black entity.

This was the manifestation technique of Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit Materialization.

Originally, Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit was far less solid than the Hall Master’s, but upon deploying the Primordial Spirit Materialization technique, Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit had practically become a complete entity, utterly surpassing the Hall Master’s Primordial Spirit.

But the situation didn’t end there.

Almost simultaneously, Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit wielded a short sword.

With a thought, Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit held the Primordial Spirit Blade and swiftly struck towards the Hall Master’s Primordial Spirit.

At this moment, the distance between their Primordial Spirits was almost negligible.

Zhou Yu’s Primordial Spirit Blade instantly pierced into the Hall Master’s Primordial Spirit.

Bang!

The Hall Master’s Primordial Spirit burst open like a balloon.

Witnessing this scene, Zhou Yu’s face was filled with joy.

He didn’t expect to dispatch the Hall Master’s Primordial Spirit so effortlessly.

For a Martial Artist, regardless of their cultivation level, once their Primordial Spirit is destroyed, they are almost finished.

However, before Zhou Yu’s smile blossomed, he was dumbstruck.

Only to see the Hall Master gazing at him coldly, without any sign of serious injury.

”Zhou Yu, did you truly believe I would trust you to obediently hand over your Primordial Spirit, allowing me to plant the Primordial Spirit Slave Seal?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Yu’s expression changed.

Clearly, the Hall Master had been prepared all along.

She hadn’t even deployed her real Primordial Spirit earlier.

Such a person is outright terrifying.

Zhou Yu felt every step he wanted to take seemed to be calculated by her.

Seeing Zhou Yu’s changing expression, the Hall Master sneered:

”Given you’re the apprentice of that old immortal, do you think I would be completely unprepared for you?”

”Since you chose resistance, you lost your final chance.”

”Meet your end.”

As she spoke, the Hall Master moved directly.

She waved her hand, and within the surrounding array barrier, surges of raging flames transformed into chains, charging towards Zhou Yu.

At this point, the pretense was well and truly shattered.

Zhou Yu no longer held back.

He promptly activated his Golden Core, and the True Yuan within him poured out like a flood.

Within the span of a single breath, Zhou Yu unleashed multiple punches.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The shadows of fists formed by True Yuan collided violently with the chains from all directions, erupting with immense explosion sounds.

Under Zhou Yu’s full-force assault, these chains were thoroughly smashed apart.

Witnessing this scene, the Hall Master was pleased, rather than angry.

”Hahaha, truly a Golden Core.”

”Zhou Yu, actually everything mentioned earlier was my speculation, but after the recent testing, I’ve confirmed it.”

”Indeed, you possess a Golden Core. Though merely a false core, it undeniably proves my guess was correct; only Tai Chu Skill can genuinely refine the Heavenly Law Dao Bead, achieving Golden Core, and embarking on the path of cultivation.”

”As long as it’s confirmed, I’m at ease.”

”Zhou Yu, meet your end.”

For the first time, the Hall Master’s eyes revealed killing intent.

She raised a finger and pointed at Zhou Yu.

In an instant, a tiny white glow burst from her fingertip.

This attack appeared inconspicuous, but Zhou Yu’s hair stood on end; in that moment, he sensed the crisis of death.

He knew, this time, the Hall Master truly intended to strike.

For an Emperor Realm peak master like her, a genuine attack would leave him unable to withstand even a single strike.

Confronting this blow, Zhou Yu grabbed immediately, and the Golden Demon Blade appeared in his hand.

With Zhou Yu holding the Golden Demon Blade, True Yuan surged into the blade frantically, heedless of cost.

Following this, Zhou Yu roared aloud.

”Eight Devil Blade Cuts, Qiankun One Throw!”