The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3446: 3446: Difficult! (Fourth Update)
Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
Ye Chen lifted the Slaughter Sword with icy resolve, his eyes locking onto Mo Xue Ming in profound depth brimming with lethal intent. “Mo Xue Ming, a year from today, I will burn incense for you!”
“You’re too arrogant!” Fury erupted from Mo Xue Ming; with the Asura Netherworld Array shattered, he had no choice but to conceal himself no longer and battle until the end.
Asura Qi surged through every inch of his form, allowing Mo Xue Ming’s shattered Asura Armor to reform entirely, though now its energy felt utterly transformed. Vast Hongmeng Aura coursed across its surface, infused even with traces of origin power.
Simultaneously, immense killing intent converged upon the Asura Armor, propelling Mo Xue Ming’s strength to surge in a flash, his Asura Horn atop his head glowing with ominous darkness, his overall presence detonating fully—like an ancient slaughter deity, rampaging without restraint.
“Ye Chen! Thank you!” Mo Xue Ming fixed his stare on Ye Chen, letting out a chilling sneer.
Ye Chen observed the transformed Asura Armor adorning Mo Xue Ming, his own face growing grim.
“The strikes you unleashed, the shame you inflicted upon me—they’ve awakened my grasp of the Asura Dao’s ultimate secrets. I rule as the Lord of Asura, the supreme Sovereign of all that exists!”
Mo Xue Ming bellowed fiercely, thunderous booms echoing through the heavens, serpentine lightning dragons twisting within the abruptly forming storm clouds, as if affirming his declaration.
“Lord of Asura?” Though wary, Ye Chen’s eyes burned with contempt. “You’re nothing but a mere insect beside me! Today, I’ll smash you into oblivion!”
A ferocious, deadly aura burst from Ye Chen, while Reincarnation Power from the void itself descended to ensnare Mo Xue Ming.
In that instant, Mo Xue Ming’s features twisted in shock; this Reincarnation Power represented an overwhelming force beyond his defiance. It loomed like an inexorable sword of heavenly retribution, poised to strike, filling him with unease and profound dread.
“Ye Chen! We settle this with our lives today!” Mo Xue Ming refused to hesitate further; the dread of Reincarnation intensified his peril the longer he waited.
Terror seized Mo Xue Ming’s core, the Reincarnation threat overhead instilling a fatal inevitability that he could no longer endure.
“No one commands my destiny—not even the ancient Samsara Master!”
The Asura Armor’s glow emanated supreme dignity; the Lord of Asura would not suffer such insult!
“Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword Technique!” Mo Xue Ming unleashed abruptly, unleashing a cascade of a hundred thousand soaring swords that rent mountains and rivers, surging onward as clouds in the sky fractured under their relentless edges.
The Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword Technique barreled toward Ye Chen with overwhelming might. Ye Chen’s face turned grave, his frame quivering suddenly.
An unyielding aura exploded from him, Ye Chen gripping the Slaughter Sword firmly without retreating an inch; his goal was to obliterate Mo Xue Ming completely today, erasing both body and soul. Evasion was impossible; by the day’s close, Mo Xue Ming’s doom was sealed!
“Six Paths Sword!” Ye Chen roared in rage, summoning Heaven-cleaving Sword, Heaven-burning Sword, Aeon Lightning Sword…, the six blades merging as one, unleashing boundless destructive force in a heartbeat.
“Boom!”
Ye Chen clashed head-on against the onslaught of a hundred thousand Hongmeng Flying Swords. Lacking the Blood Moon Slaughter Sky Slash this round, he couldn’t clear the field entirely, yet the ferocious clash rippled outward, nearly rending the cosmos asunder.
“Dare to harm my master, face oblivion!”
Facing the assault, Little Gold seethed with wrath, launching a sudden counter; the realm instantly flushed crimson and azure. Vast Nightmare Qi unfurled, blanketing existence, as if the Universe of All Heavens trembled under nightmare’s grip.
Little Gold’s onslaught raged fierce and relentless, its claws tearing through all barriers.
The edge of Little Gold’s strike proved devastating, as though erasing the very fabric of reality, unleashing primordial majesty in full.
“Courting death!” Mo Xue Ming’s presence towered immense, the Xuanwu Sky-opening Axe flying free from his hold.
“Asura Slaughter Heaven, ceaseless carnage, Asura Great Handprint!”
Mo Xue Ming thundered suddenly, torrents of Asura Qi swirling to form a colossal Asura palm, pulsing with Hongmeng Aura, smashing brutally into Little Gold.
“Heavenly Demon Wolf Smoke Blade!”
In that instant, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor surged forward, an infinite Wolf Smoke Blade ripping the void, breaching Ten Thousand Realms with supreme dominance, striking Mo Xue Ming without delay.
“A trifling blade, how dare it impede me!”
Mo Xue Ming rampaged with savage might, unyielding and domineering, showing no trace of harm, as if at his zenith, his energy detonating anew.
“Evil Soul Slaughter Banner! Evil Ghost Destruction!” Mo Xue Ming bellowed, summoning the Evil Soul Slaughter Banner from thin air.
From the Evil Soul Slaughter Banner, malevolent ghosts poured forth, foul aura expanding endlessly, the specters charging the Wolf Smoke Blade without fear, in mad devotion, lunging with savage jaws to devour it whole.
This spectacle stunned the Sky-covering Demon Emperor; these Evil Ghosts displayed utter recklessness, undaunted even by the Wolf Smoke Blade.
Meanwhile, the Nine Nether Tiger materialized abruptly, its ancient calamity power detonating invincible, closing in on Mo Xue Ming in a flash.
Spotting the Nine Nether Tiger, Mo Xue Ming’s eyes flashed with ferocity, his hand extending swiftly; Asura Qi coalesced into an Asura Battle Blade, rippling with concentrated deathly intent.
“Unleash the carnage upon me!”
Mo Xue Ming swung fiercely, the world shifting hues, Asura Qi staining the firmament bloody.
“Bang!”
The Nine Nether Tiger hurtled back, the slash’s power overwhelming, beyond its endurance, and now fissures gleamed upon its talons; Asura Qi burrowed relentlessly into its wounds.
“You alone seek my end!”
Mo Xue Ming battled four foes single-handedly, yielding nothing, his stature grand and haughty, cackling defiantly as he roared in scorn.
“Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds!”
Ye Chen materialized then, enveloping with the Hongmeng Sound Symbol.
“Om! Ba! Ni! Ba! Mie! Mou! Wu! Bo!”
Titanic force barreled straight at Mo Xue Ming, his eyes narrowing darkly as he countered with a sweeping cut.
“Bang!”
The impact hurled Ye Chen away, while Mo Xue Ming reeled back a few paces, his expression shadowed, struggling to contain the damage surging inside him.
Mo Xue Ming steadied himself, projecting unbowed grandeur, revealing no weakness.
Yet Mo Xue Ming understood that dragging the conflict with Ye Chen and his allies would lead to his downfall; he needed to conclude it swiftly, overwhelming Ye Chen and the four with lightning force, securing any hope of endurance.
“Perish!” Mo Xue Ming exploded forth, a spectral form rising behind him, radiating savage Asura essence, as if crossing infinite temporal barriers, bearing archaic supremacy and torrents of murderous blood vitality.
“Asura Netherworld God Slash!”
Mo Xue Ming snarled, the Asura Battle Blade shrieking as it cleaved toward Ye Chen and his companions, the phantom behind him mirroring the assault in unison.
“Creak!”
The whole realm appeared to fracture then, abyssal voids tearing open, spilling infinite Nihility Energy.
Asura Netherworld God Slash, charged with origin essence, gained extra potency from the phantom’s parallel strike behind Mo Xue Ming, as though bridging endless time streams to eradicate Ye Chen and the four.
“Eight Trigrams Sky Pill Technique! Dharma Flower Annihilation Heaven! Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds!”