The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3385: Slaughter Immortal Sword!

"Haha, you certainly possess spirit."

With a faint smirk, Ren Feifan remarked, "However, I must caution you against acting recklessly. The Divine Kingdom is governed by its own laws; your previous interference has already stirred significant chaos. Under no circumstances will I permit anyone to destabilize the order of the Divine Kingdom this time!"

As he finished speaking, Ren Feifan’s voice grew piercingly cold.

These words caused a sudden shiver to run through the souls of Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian.

It was evident that Ren Feifan was prohibiting them from deploying their subordinates to the Divine Kingdom, fearing they would shatter its balance and provoke disastrous results.

"I have delivered my warning; see that you conduct yourselves with prudence."

Having said his piece, the silhouette of Ren Feifan began to fade away.

The radiance of the surrounding divine light died out completely.

The entire realm was swallowed by an absolute, suffocating darkness.

The world seemed to tilt and spin.

Within the Empress’s Palace, Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian snapped their eyes open simultaneously.

They found themselves back in the grand hall, having just emerged from the Dark World as if the entire encounter had been a mere daydream.

Yet, the overwhelming pressure of Ren Feifan’s aura had left them both profoundly shaken.

That confrontation was definitely no hallucination!

"Your Majesty the Empress..."

Heavenly Heart Sword Butterfly, Ksitigarbha Witch Rider, and Old Buddha Golden Roc stood by, awaiting Xuan Jiyue’s commands. However, she remained silent for a long duration, lost in a daze of confusion. The three retainers were deeply perplexed, having no inkling of what had transpired.

"Xiao Butterfly, Wu Qi, Golden Roc, listen to my orders..."

When Xuan Jiyue finally spoke, her voice betrayed a hint of forced submission: "We shall set aside the affairs of the Divine Kingdom for now; my wounds are significant, and I require your assistance to recover."

"As you command."

The three bowed their heads in surprise.

Only moments ago, Xuan Jiyue had been radiating a thirst for blood, seemingly intent on obliterating the Divine Kingdom and any rivals within it. Her sudden change of heart left them entirely ignorant of the hidden Karma at play.

"Miss Xuan, I shall take my leave as well."

Dishi Tian let out a weary sigh, turned on his heel, and exited.

...

As night fell over the Netherworld Hall.

Pale moonlight washed over the mountain gates, leaving the entire Sect grounds looking desolate and hushed.

The Master Slaying Conference had inflicted devastating setbacks upon the Netherworld Hall.

When the Chong Guang Divine Radiance Palace descended, its divine light had decimated the hundred thousand Demon Soldiers, causing horrific casualties.

Mo Xue Ming himself was in a dire state. Having sacrificed the Asura Hua Xue Palace, his life essence Qi had been drained, leaving him with a mere year of life and a brutal backlash. Furthermore, the burns from the Netherworld Water had left him critically wounded; he was now hidden in the depths of the hall, attempting to meditate and heal in silence.

Regrettably, he lacked the resources of Xuanyuan Moxie. He possessed no treasures that would allow him to sacrifice a Hongmeng Supreme Treasure for restoration, nor did he have a sea of followers to offer him tributes.

He was a man truly alone, currently mired in a state of profound isolation.

"Xuanyuan Moxie will undoubtedly mend his wounds faster than I can, and then my Netherworld Hall will be at his mercy."

Mo Xue Ming’s expression was grim, filled with deep apprehension.

Shhh.

As he sat in dark reflection, a sudden wisp of black demonic energy tore through the air. A figure draped in black robes descended slowly—it was the Master of Inner Demon.

"Senior Inner Demon!"

Mo Xue Ming greeted him with a heavy sigh, "The Divine Might of Xuanyuan Moxie was too great; I have failed."

He had come so close to triumph at the Master Slaying Conference, nearly toppling the Heavenly Dao Palace. But against all expectations, Xuanyuan Moxie had broken through to become a Heavenly Dao Master, his aura completely suppressing Mo Xue Ming and leading to a total defeat.

"In the art of war, victory and loss are frequent companions; do not dwell on your failure."

The black-robed figure’s voice was genderless and calm, offering no reprimand. Instead, he presented a Heavenly Scripture: "Your injuries are grave. I grant you this Ba Dao Tian Shu to cultivate; it will facilitate your healing."

The characters for "Ba Dao" were etched onto the cover of the book; it was the fabled Ba Dao Tian Shu!

"Senior, this is..."

Mo Xue Ming was stunned. He never imagined that after failing his mission, the Master of Inner Demon would reward him with the Ba Dao Tian Shu rather than punish him.

This was no temporary Talisman Decree, but a legitimate Source Technique Secret Manual!

Should he master it, he could not only heal his body but also fuse its power with the Asura Dao. This would allow him to wield the Asura Dominator Blade, a weapon capable of cutting through all existence.

"Once you have perfected the Asura Dominator Blade, you may return to the Heavenly Dao Palace and execute Xuanyuan Moxie."

Without a moment's hesitation, the black-robed figure tossed the Heavenly Scripture to Mo Xue Ming.

Mo Xue Ming gasped, deeply touched. He wondered about the true identity of this robed figure, who possessed such immense wealth that he could give away a legendary Heavenly Scripture Secret Scroll so casually.

"However, before that, you must meticulously investigate the rumors surrounding the Samsara Master. The claim that Xuanyuan Moxie is the Samsara Master is highly suspicious. I believe there is a hidden truth; probe the underlying Karma thoroughly and report any findings to me."

The robed figure then handed a Communication Talisman to Mo Xue Ming.

At the mention of the "Samsara Master," Mo Xue Ming’s heart skipped a beat. A strange look flashed across his face before he quickly masked it: "Senior, I am severely hurt and unsure how long it will take to master the Ba Dao Tian Shu. Perhaps someone else should handle this?"

Mo Xue Ming frowned slightly. He realized the black-robed figure was only helping him because of his utility, but his physical condition made movement difficult.

The black-robed entity shook his head. "I have no other capable agents available. I am being watched and cannot move openly, which is why I require your help."

In truth, this black-robed figure was a specialized avatar of Dishi Tian.

Because of Ren Feifan’s threats, he didn't dare send experts from the Emperor Abyss Palace. Fortunately, he still held a piece on the board within the Divine Kingdom—Mo Xue Ming.

In this moment of necessity, he could only rely on Mo Xue Ming.

"Understood, senior. I shall uncover the truth of the Samsara Master!"

Mo Xue Ming felt a chill in his heart as he gave his word.

It was clear that the Master of Inner Demon placed great importance on the Karma of the Samsara Master. Having accepted such a gift, he was obligated to fulfill the task.

Naturally, he harbored his own hidden motives.

The Master of Inner Demon was obsessed with the link between Xuanyuan Moxie and the Samsara Master.

Exploiting this connection could prove very useful!

"No matter what you discover, Xuanyuan Moxie must die; he cannot be permitted to live."

Dishi Tian gave a final, stern warning. Xuanyuan Moxie’s ambition was far too dangerous to ignore, regardless of whether he was the Samsara Master.

"Have no fear, senior. The day I master the Asura Dominator Blade shall be the day of Xuanyuan Moxie’s end!"

Murderous intent flared in Mo Xue Ming’s eyes. The Ba Dao Tian Shu was a legendary Source Technique of immense power; when combined with his Asura Dao, he would be peerless.

He was certain that with the Asura Dominator Blade, he could kill Xuanyuan Moxie.

"Good."

Dishi Tian nodded once more before his form began to blur and vanish.

...

In the Outer Realm, amidst a vast chain of mountains.

A powerful Martial Arts Battle Intent billowed through the peaks. At the center of this energy stood a colossal sword that seemed to pierce the heavens. The characters for "Slaughter Immortal" were carved into it, and it radiated a terrifying aura of death.

This blade was a genuine Source Weapon, one of the famed "Four Immortal Slaying Swords"—the Slaughter Immortal Sword!