The rebirth of the medical warrior, sweeping across the ages

The night was like thick ink, engulfing the entire valley. The stars seemed to be frightened by the oppressive atmosphere and hid behind the thick clouds. Ding Zhihua stood alone on the top of the cliff, surrounded by a fierce murderous aura and an unyielding will. Every breath he took seemed to be fighting against the endless darkness.

"Ding Zhihua, your journey ends here." The leading man in black spoke in a low and cold voice. He was wearing a black robe, his face hidden under the hood, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with cold light. The surrounding men in black approached slowly like ghosts, the magic weapons in their hands flashed with dim light, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

Ding Zhihua smiled faintly, with a smile that showed both contempt for death and a desire for victory. "How dare you, a mere ant, talk about the end? Today, I will show you what the true way of medicine and martial arts is!" His words echoed in the valley like thunder, stirring up waves of air.

As Ding Zhihua finished speaking, the spiritual power in his body surged like a river. He formed seals with his hands, and lightning and fire intertwined around him, forming a shocking picture. That was the unique skill he created by integrating the essence of medicine and martial arts, and after countless times of being tempered on the brink of life and death - "Thunder and Fire Nirvana Art".

"Thunder and fire nirvana, the light of dawn!" Ding Zhihua shouted, and his figure instantly turned into a stream of light, rushing straight into the encirclement. Under the interweaving of thunder and fire, the space seemed to be torn apart, and a destructive force burst out. The magic weapons in the hands of the black-clothed man collapsed under the thunder and fire, and wailing sounds came one after another.

"This... what kind of power is this!" The leading man in black was horrified. He had never seen such terrifying martial arts, and he had never expected that Ding Zhihua could burst out with such amazing fighting power in a desperate situation.

Ding Zhihua did not stop. He was agile and shuttled between the thunder and fire like a ghost. Every move he made was accurate and he knocked down the men in black one by one. His medical skills were fully demonstrated at this moment. Even if he was injured, he could recover quickly, which made his combat power almost reach a terrifying level.

"Don't you want the secret treasure? Then come and get it!" Ding Zhihua laughed, his voice full of provocation and unruliness. He knew that only by completely defeating these enemies could he gain a glimmer of hope for himself.

The battle became more and more intense. Lightning and flames intertwined in the valley to form a sea of ​​fire, illuminating the night as bright as day. Ding Zhihua's confrontation with the man in black was as fierce as a storm. Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the whole valley was shaking.

"Ding Zhihua, you better stop being so arrogant! The elders of my sect are coming soon, and you will definitely die!" The leading man in black roared, trying to intimidate Ding Zhihua with the prestige of the sect elders.

However, Ding Zhihua just sneered, with a flash of determination in his eyes. "So what if I am the sect elder? I, Ding Zhihua, will fight with my life and swear to break the shackles of fate!"

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and a terrifying aura surged out from it, instantly covering the battlefield. It was a black shadow, approaching Ding Zhihua like a dark cloud, and it was the elder of the sect himself.

"Hmph, a mere ant dares to challenge the dignity of my sect!" The voice of the sect elder was cold and majestic. He appeared in front of Ding Zhihua in a flash. A huge pressure made the surrounding air solidify.

Ding Zhihua did not flinch in the face of the powerful pressure from the elders of the sect. He took a deep breath, mobilized all his spiritual power, and prepared to meet this final challenge. "Come on, let me see how deep your sect's foundation is!"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Zhihua suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the sect elder. His speed was as fast as lightning that cut through the sky, and the power of thunder and fire surrounded him, forming a dazzling shield.

Seeing this, the elder of the sect snorted coldly, waved his hands, and a huge spiritual light column gushed out from his palms, heading straight for Ding Zhihua. The light column contained a power that could destroy the world, as if it was going to swallow up Ding Zhihua and the entire valley.

However, Ding Zhihua was not frightened by this terrifying attack. He was agile, shuttling between the light pillars like a dragon, and at the same time, the power of thunder and fire condensed into a long sword in his hand. He swung the sword towards the light pillar, and the sword light collided with the light pillar, bursting out a dazzling light.

"Thunder and Fire Slash!" Ding Zhihua roared, swung his sword, and the power of thunder and fire burst out instantly, cutting the light column into several sections. Seeing this, the elder of the sect changed his face slightly. He didn't expect Ding Zhihua to be able to break his attack so easily.

"Good Ding Zhihua, I underestimated you!" The elder of the sect snorted coldly, and his body suddenly rose again, launching a more fierce attack on Ding Zhihua. He formed seals with both hands, and the spiritual power surged around his body, forming a series of huge spiritual blades, attacking Ding Zhihua like a violent storm.

Ding Zhihua did not panic at all in the face of the fierce attack from the sect elders. He was agile and shuttled between the giant blades of spiritual power like a ghost. At the same time, the power of thunder and fire condensed into various forms in his hands, either turning into a shield to resist the attack or turning into a long sword to counterattack.

The fierce battle between the two sides lasted for several hours. Lightning and flames intertwined in the valley to form a sea of ​​fire, illuminating the night as bright as day. The confrontation between Ding Zhihua and the elders of the sect was as fierce as a storm. Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar and dazzling light.

Just as the battle between the two sides reached its climax, a larger crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and an ancient and mysterious force surged out from it, instantly covering the battlefield. That force contained endless power, as if it could subvert all rules and order.

"What is this... Is it a heavenly tribulation?" The elder of the sect's face changed drastically. He had never seen such a strange phenomenon. He knew very well that the power of a heavenly tribulation was so great that it was enough to make any strong person feel fear and despair.

Ding Zhihua was also horrified, but he soon realized that this might be his only chance to reverse the situation. He closed his eyes and tried to communicate with this mysterious power, hoping to use it to defeat the elders of the sect and escape.

However, at this moment, an even more bizarre force surged out of Ding Zhihua's body, interweaving with the spiritual power in his body, forming an unprecedented strange scene. The force contained ancient and mysterious runes and patterns, as if it could communicate between heaven and earth and reverse the universe.

"This... Is this the legendary..." The sect elder muttered to himself, his eyes full of shock and disbelief. He knew very well that the terrifying and powerful force was enough to make any strong person tremble and feel awe.

And Ding Zhihua, driven by this force, slowly rose up, as if to merge into the cracked sky. His eyes were shining with a bright light, which was a desire and exploration of the unknown world. His heart was full of faith and determination, vowing to break the shackles of fate and challenge the limits of heaven and earth.

"I, Ding Zhihua, will go against the will of heaven and fight against the sky!" He roared, his voice full of indomitable will and fighting spirit. His figure turned into a stream of light, rushing straight into the cracked sky, and disappeared from everyone's sight...

After Ding Zhihua's figure disappeared into the sky, the whole valley fell into a deathly silence. The elders of the sect and the men in black looked at each other, their hearts filled with shock and confusion. They knew that Ding Zhihua had escaped their pursuit, but what they wanted to know more was the source of the mysterious power and Ding Zhihua's future fate.

And Ding Zhihua himself, driven by that mysterious force, crossed the boundaries of time and space and came to a brand new world. This world is full of unknowns and dangers, but it also contains endless opportunities and possibilities. Can he gain a foothold in this world? How will he use his medical and martial arts to challenge the rules and order of this world? All this will be revealed in the future journey...