Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1793 - 1794: Hidden Dragon, Qiao Tianzhao

A deathlike silence.

Only that faint, lingering sword-chant still resounded.

A gust of sea wind swept across the heads of the crowd below the platform.

It toppled Zhao Xunjian’s straight, arrogant body.

The gradually chilling corpse fell from the high platform.

Bang!

When it hit the ground, the body was already in two pieces!

The cold wind swept past; not even crows or sparrows uttered a sound.

On Canglang Island, where over ten thousand people were crammed together, at this very moment there was not the slightest sound, not even the faintest trace of one.

Every face was deathly pale.

Every pair of eyes was blank.

As though the sea of people standing on this island at this moment were not living beings, but an awe-inspiring mass of human-shaped statues, lifelike to the extreme, a masterpiece for the ages...

Shocked.

Utterly shocked!

Zhao Xunjian, after lying dormant for years and training behind closed doors, lifted his head once and stunned the world!

He had become a Qi Gong Master unseen in the Martial Arts world for a hundred years, unmatched under heaven, looking down proudly upon all heroes of this age. It was as if everyone could already see how brilliant Zhao Xunjian’s future glory would be, how he would reign supreme over the world.

Yet the outcome!

Before the crowd had even recovered from the shock of Zhao Xunjian becoming a Qi Gong Master, Zhao Xunjian, whose momentum pierced the heavens, had already lost his head.

How was anyone supposed to accept this?

How was anyone supposed to believe this?

All of it was like a great dream!

"Hiss!!"

The prolonged deathly stillness was finally, mercilessly shattered by a single sharp intake of cold breath from within the crowd.

The people below the platform hurriedly came back to themselves at that sound; on their ashen faces, all kinds of expressions flickered back to life, as if their souls had just returned. In an instant, the atmosphere turned restless and feverish again.

"What terrifying Sword Qi, what terrifying Ye Xuan!"

"In this life, I have never seen such horrifying Sword Qi! No—before today, I didn’t even dare imagine that in this world there could exist such an invincible person!"

"Zhao Xunjian is dead? Ye Xuan killed him?"

"Ye Xuan, with a single sword, cut down Zhao Xunjian, who had stepped into the Qi Gong realm!!"

"..."

After that brief flare of heat, the atmosphere over the whole island suddenly fell back into silence.

Silence.

A deathlike silence!

As if perfectly illustrating one principle.

When emotion reaches a certain extremity, what follows is calm, is silence.

At such a time, silence speaks louder than words!!

The many gazes converging on Ye Xuan finally became no longer complicated, no longer chaotic, no longer varied and conflicting.

As one, they were gazes of looking up.

Like mortals gazing up at a supreme god—gazes of worship!!

The wind howled, the sea roared.

It was as if even the vast heavens and earth were echoing with a deafening, rolling thunder of sound.

In this world, who dares face him in battle!

In this world, who can withstand even a single sword from him!

This is the Emperor of the Mortal World!!

The people of the Three Great Sects, as if relieved of a great burden, lifted their heads to gaze at the young man standing on the platform with sword in hand. The admiration in their eyes grew ever deeper, and they could not help but let a contented smile curve the corners of their mouths.

Ever since that incident more than ten years ago, life had been far from easy for them.

Now, the bitter days were finally at an end!

All because of this one man.

As for the people of the Four Great Sects, their faces were ashen as death. Staring at Ye Xuan on the platform, each person’s heart silently froze over; it was as if their entire bodies were bristling with ice spikes, chill penetrating to the bone.

They knew that their good days were over!

At last.

Ye Xuan turned his head, and his razor-sharp gaze fell upon the ranks of the Four Great Sects—some three thousand men.

In that instant, all three thousand people were choked breathless on the spot!

Ye Xuan lowered his dark eyes, overlooking them from on high, and spoke lightly, "Good and evil will always be repaid; where there is cause, there will be effect. Now, it’s your turn..."

A rolling tide of killing intent surged forth once more!

But just then—

"Ye Xuan, are you aware of your crimes?"

In the void, a voice tinged with wrath suddenly resounded. It was not loud, yet it seemed to carry a certain Magic Power, piercing straight into the hearts of everyone present.

An invisible pressure swept across the entire arena in an instant!

The crowd’s faces changed.

As if sensing something, they all raised their heads to look, only to discover that atop the high platform there now stood another figure—someone entirely unfamiliar to them!

This man’s build was ordinary, his hair a head of white, yet the skin on his face was remarkably taut, utterly at odds with his hair color, making him look very much like one of those ageless Immortals in fantasy films.

Even separated by several hundred meters, the people below could clearly feel the faint aura emanating from his body—boundlessly mysterious and dangerous.

This was an expert, an absolute, bonafide expert!

Ye Xuan could naturally sense how extraordinary the man before him was.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and scrutinized the white-haired man for a moment; his sword-like brows drew together, and in the depths of his pitch-black gaze, a trace of wariness actually surfaced.

Ye Xuan was just about to speak.

Hao Xiuzhu, who was also standing on the platform, seized the moment and spoke first: "May I ask, sir, to which Sect you belong, and who you might be?"

The white-haired man cast Hao Xiuzhu a faint glance and snorted. "Hidden Dragon, Qiao Tianzhao."

Ye Xuan’s brows knitted.

As for Hao Xiuzhu and the other Martial Arts grandmasters, their faces changed drastically on the spot.

The crowd below once more fell into an uproar.

"Hidden Dragon, Qiao Tianzhao? Who is that?"

"What is Hidden Dragon?"

"Is it some kind of power?"

"..."

Figures leaned toward one another, whispering and exchanging looks. Clearly, the words "Hidden Dragon" were utterly unfamiliar to them.

That was because their level was not high enough.

Those whose level was high enough, however, were already filled with shock. At this moment, their gazes returned to that white-haired man, now brimming with reverence and dread.

On this very day, even people from Hidden Dragon had come!

Within the crowd, someone spoke in a low voice: "Hidden Dragon, an ancient and distant world that exists almost only in legend. It’s said that in Hidden Dragon, even the most mediocre person is a Qi Gong realm expert!"

"What?" The whole assembly gasped.

Someone else said, "Hidden Dragon’s historical foundation far surpasses that of the Martial Arts world. You might even say that our Martial Arts world is nothing more than a small branch of Hidden Dragon, and all the rules that have been passed down through Martial Arts for thousands of years are laws first set by Hidden Dragon!"

The crowd: "..."

In that moment, they—who had always felt a sense of superiority as people of the Martial Arts world—seemed to awaken suddenly to the truth of why the Martial Arts world, though exalted as the strongest high-martial power on earth, was bound by the rule of not interfering too much in the mundane world.

If you are the strongest, should you not be the one to set all the rules?

It turned out that above the Martial Arts world, there was yet another world that towered over it...Hidden Dragon!!

And what did that mean?

A very straightforward meaning.

Just as the Martial Arts world, should it act, could easily crush any mundane power, so too, if Hidden Dragon chose to act, the Martial Arts world would be like those mundane powers—unable to withstand even a single blow!

Because in Hidden Dragon, even the weakest of the weak are Qi Gong Masters!

This was an entirely new world.

A world that shattered every last shard of their worldview.

In their eyes, a Qi Gong Master who appears but once in a century was, in Hidden Dragon, as common and ordinary as cabbages in the market?!

At once—

One gaze after another fixed upon Qiao Tianzhao, and in perfect unison, all of those gazes underwent a qualitative change.

They were gazes of looking up, of reverence!