The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3419: 3419: Nine Blood Moons!

“Give the Crystal to Ye Chen! We can't linger here—retreat now!”

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor let out a furious roar, his Po Jun Battle Emperor Robe billowing violently behind him. He summoned a surge of demonic qi, weaving a protective barrier to shield against the devastating impact of the spiritual pressure and surrounding grievances.

“Move!” With a forceful sweep of his arm, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor wrapped Xiao Bai and the others in a protective layer of power, hurling them toward safety in the distance. Simultaneously, the War Soul Crystal was tossed into the grasp of the You Ying Ghost Weasel, while the Sky-covering Demon Emperor diverted the overwhelming spiritual pressure and grievances toward himself.

By seizing the War Soul Crystal, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor had become the primary target of the Abyss's wrath. Driven by a primal, faint consciousness fueled by hatred, the Abyss failed to notice that the Crystal had already reached Ye Chen. It focused solely on the slaughter of the Sky-covering Demon Emperor.

“Master, here is the War Soul Crystal. Refine it at once! Without your assistance, the Demon Emperor might not survive this spiritual pressure,” the You Ying Ghost Weasel urged, frantically passing the War Soul Crystal to Ye Chen.

“Understood.” Ye Chen took the War Soul Crystal. His own severe injuries left him no room for hesitation; he immediately sank into a state of refining.

As the War Soul Crystal hovered in front of Ye Chen, it emitted a sharp, constant sizzling sound. A torrential flood of spiritual energy erupted from the Crystal, surging directly into Ye Chen’s body.

During this process, Ye Chen’s wounds began to knit back together at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he was halfway healed. Ye Chen was stunned by the sheer magnitude and purity of the War Soul Crystal’s energy; its power was truly peerless.

However, a chorus of sinister devilish whispers suddenly invaded Ye Chen’s consciousness. Twisted, ghastly visages flickered within his mind—the remnants of those who had perished upon this Ancient Battlefield.

“Samsara Master, your death is certain!”

“You took my life, and you shall not survive either!”

“Die! Let us all perish together! The realm of death is exquisite—come and see for yourself!”

These hideous faces shrieked in fury, their wide-stretched mouths spewing thick demonic qi.

The sheer force behind their voices sent a shockwave through Ye Chen’s mind. Caught off guard, his mental stability wavered, causing his internal injuries to flare up as he coughed out a spray of crimson blood.

“Hmph, damn you!” Ye Chen’s expression turned frigid. These wretches dared to cause trouble even in death. Since they had already fallen to him and Senior Ren once, they were merely inviting their own total annihilation now.

“Be erased!” Ye Chen bellowed internally. A radiant golden light exploded within his mind as the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds vibrated through his soul. The Hongmeng Sound Symbol manifested, instantly vaporizing the malevolent spirits.

In a heartbeat, the ghostly faces dissolved. Although it felt as though only a moment had passed, Ye Chen realized the War Soul Crystal had been completely consumed. His wounds were entirely gone, and his cultivation base felt as though it were overflowing with new power.

“Excellent!”

Ye Chen surged to his feet, an aura of invincibility radiating from him. As he clenched his fists, he felt his power roaring like a celestial Star River. He sensed that another breakthrough was imminent.

“This War Soul Crystal is truly a treasure. It’s a pity there aren't more of them,” Ye Chen remarked, licking his lips.

The You Ying Ghost Weasel’s eyes widened in shock upon hearing this. An Ancient Battlefield of this scale would only ever produce a single War Soul Crystal, yet Ye Chen was already wishing for more.

Furthermore, the War Soul manifested by just one Crystal was difficult enough to handle. Had there been more, a Cultivator might have been completely overwhelmed or hunted into oblivion.

Ye Chen was merely joking. He turned his gaze toward the horizon, where the Sky-covering Demon Emperor was still being hounded by the relentless tide of spiritual pressure and grievances.

“Senior Demon Emperor, I am coming to help!” Seeing the grievances stretching out like a vast, dark sea, Ye Chen charged forward.

“Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds!” Ye Chen roared, unleashing the technique as the Hongmeng Sound Symbol manifested in the air.

At the same time, Ye Chen gestured broadly, summoning the Flame Tablet. Intense, violent flames erupted, dyeing the blackened sky of the Ancient Battlefield a brilliant crimson.

“Hiss…” A piercing, agonizing shriek echoed from the spiritual pressure and grievances as they were scorched by the holy fire, dissolving into wisps of green smoke.

Yet, the volume of the grievances was simply too vast. Even with the combined efforts of Ye Chen and the Sky-covering Demon Emperor, they struggled to hold the line. Before long, Ye Chen’s complexion turned pale from the strain.

Realizing that Ye Chen had finished refining the Crystal, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor shouted, “The Abyss has fallen into a frenzy! It won't stop until I am dead. Since you have the Crystal’s power, should we retreat from this place?”

“No.”

Ye Chen shook his head firmly. He could sense a lingering providence here—a powerful calling that resonated with him. He could not turn back now.

Seeing the determination in Ye Chen’s eyes, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor asked no further questions. He focused all his strength on helping Ye Chen hold back the encroaching darkness.

Suddenly, the very fabric of the Ancient Battlefield’s sky began to tremble. The spiritual pressure and grievances reacted as if they had encountered a natural predator; they shivered in terror before abruptly abandoning their assault on the Demon Emperor to flee back toward the Abyss.

“Boom!”

The heavens shifted violently as nine Blood Moons manifested in the sky. As they hung high above, a suffocating pressure descended upon the world. The weight was so immense that Ye Chen and his companions felt their bodies buckle, nearly forcing them to their knees in worship.

“What is happening?”

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor looked on with a shaken gaze, but Ye Chen felt a strange sense of familiarity, his expression flickering with realization.

While some of the grievances managed to retreat into the Abyss, the majority were caught in the open.

The nine Blood Moons seemed to perceive the spiritual pressure and grievances as a rare feast. Beams of crimson moonlight descended, pinning the dark energy firmly in place.

Then, a terrifying suction force erupted. The spiritual pressure and grievances were dragged into the sky, swallowed whole by the nine Blood Moons.

“This is…” Ye Chen watched in awe. It was no wonder the grievances had fled; the Blood Moons were their natural nemesis, treating them as mere sustenance.

Ye Chen also sensed a profound source power throbbing within the moons. The sheer might of the Blood Moons felt invincible.

“Ye Chen, those Blood Moons feel ominous. We should leave immediately.”

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor watched the sky warily, sensing a lethal danger that made him hesitate to stay a second longer.

“No, the Blood Moon intends no harm,” Ye Chen replied, his eyes fixed on the celestial phenomenon as he refused to move.

“No hostility?” The Sky-covering Demon Emperor looked at him in disbelief.

But Ye Chen could hear the repeated summons echoing from the moons above. There was no malice—only a desperate need to communicate.

“Wait for me here. I will be back shortly.”

Before the words had fully left his lips, Ye Chen leaped into the air, flying straight toward the Blood Moons.

The others tried to stop him, but he was too fast. Given how terrifying the Blood Moons appeared, they feared Ye Chen was walking into a death trap.

Without a second thought, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor gritted his teeth and pursued him, intent on pulling Ye Chen back before he could be ensnared by the Blood Moon’s influence.

However, before the Demon Emperor could reach him, Ye Chen arrived at the center of the crimson glow. The moonlight wrapped around him like a shroud, as if verifying his identity. In the next instant, Ye Chen vanished into thin air.