The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3452: 3452: Strange Entrance (Third Update)

“Screech!”

The Slaughter Sword drove straight into the giant’s heart, and in the instant that followed, the massive creature burst apart with ferocious force, splattering blood in all directions. A protective barrier formed around Ye Chen, shielding him from the revolting stench of the blood.

“That blood stench clinging to you is intolerable. I could sense it plainly even without any blood being spilled. A vile offender like you has no right to exist.”

Ye Chen declared in an icy tone, pulling back the Slaughter Sword. This location served as a vital stronghold for the Netherworld Hall, concealed so deeply that their entry was bound to stir up threats.

However, foes like Evil Demon Tigers and Stone Wall Giants presented only minor obstacles, offering no real peril to Ye Chen.

“Come at me with something tougher,” Ye Chen taunted with scorn.

Right after his words echoed, the murals lining the passage walls began to shake relentlessly, releasing waves of ancient energy. One blood-red arm resembling liquid crimson emerged after another, bringing with it a torrent of demonic qi and an endless wave of killing intent.

“Who is this brat? He’s no member of the Netherworld Hall—take him down!”

Figures stepped out one by one from the swirling demonic qi, manifesting as Asuras with considerable power, several of them having attained the Divine Emperor Realm.

“This gets intriguing.” A faint smile tugged at Ye Chen’s lips as a destructive aura surged from him, leaving the Asuras stunned. Their eyes bulged in horror, for they sensed Ye Chen hadn’t even reached the Heavenly God Realm, yet he radiated such an overwhelming presence that he seemed utterly unbeatable.

Ye Chen had already spotted that while this area held numerous tunnels, only these three sturdiest ones showed signs of activity, and he could faintly detect a rush of treasure essence flowing within, hinting at valuable items ahead.

In these three paths, the Netherworld Hall had no doubt stationed protectors, and if Ye Chen traveled with his allies, their combined might might frighten those sentinels into retreat, making things far more difficult.

By splitting up, they could draw out these guardians to battle, allowing Ye Chen to seize control of the entire Netherworld Hall in a single decisive move.

Should Mo Xue Ming still draw breath, Ye Chen would wipe out every trace of the Netherworld Hall’s power!

A chill gleamed in Ye Chen’s gaze, and before the Asuras could respond, he launched his assault.

“Dragon Flame Divine Vein! Rise!”

A roaring fire dragon burst forth, slamming against the surroundings, and in its wake, Asuras toppled one by one, reduced to heaps of mangled remains.

Ye Chen swung his sword forward, unleashing the Destruction Divine Dao as sword qi slashed wildly, carving through countless Asuras into fragments. Blood surged through the passage in moments, forming a nightmarish river of gore.

“Ah! End him!”

With so many of their ranks slain, the Asuras flew into a savage fury. They had defended this realm for the Netherworld Hall over endless years, and never before had anyone dared to act so boldly within its domain!

The Netherworld Hall’s honor must remain untarnished!

The Asuras bellowed in outrage, uniting their powers to release floods of Asura Qi, joined by a heavens-spanning aura of slaughter, swiftly shaping a blazing red Asura War General. Its eighteen limbs gripped axes, hooks, spears, swords, and staffs, brandishing a full array of eighteen weapons.

The Asura War General’s presence exploded outward, as though it had waged war since the world’s beginning, its combat spirit thundering and even sparking Ye Chen’s curiosity.

“Fascinating!”

Ye Chen’s pulse quickened; this Asura War General had achieved a respectable strength. Though not overwhelmingly mighty, the Asuras’ ability to summon such a form earned them a measure of respect from Ye Chen.

“Yet it falls short!”

Ye Chen bellowed powerfully, parting his lips to unleash a mighty cry, “Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds!”

“Boom!”

The Hongmeng Sound Symbol blasted out, releasing devastating force that cracked the passage apart, sending debris whirling like deadly blades.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds proved devastating against Asura Demons and similar foes. In a flash, the newly formed Asura War General let out a piercing wail and disintegrated, bursting into oblivion right there.

Standing amid the spilling Asura Qi like a genuine god of slaughter, Ye Chen gazed down imperiously at the quaking Asuras.

“Far too feeble—do you have anything mightier?”

Ye Chen demanded in a frosty voice.

“Who… who exactly are you?”

A Heavenly God Realm Peak Asura gathered his nerve and yelled at Ye Chen!

“Where’s the Lord of Asura? Why hasn’t he shown up to crush this insolent punk?”

“Intruders have breached the treasure vault—why hasn’t the Lord of Asura made a move?”

The Asuras grew chaotic in their clamor, and Ye Chen arched a brow, confirming that this realm was truly the Netherworld Hall’s treasure vault.

“Enough shouting.”

Ye Chen slashed with his sword, instantly striking down the first Divine Emperor Realm Asura who had spoken. Silence fell over the passage at once, as the remaining Asuras froze in dread, too afraid to utter another sound.

“The Lord of Asura? He barely escaped with his life, so he’s in no position to help you lot!”

Ye Chen eyed the cluster of Asuras with mocking amusement.

“No way!”

An Asura bellowed in utter disbelief. To them, Mo Xue Ming stood as an unassailable force, the ultimate and peerless Lord of Asura. How could he have come so close to death?

“You’re spouting nonsense—you’re just some intruder slipping in while our lord is away!”

“Right, that makes sense. We might perish here today, but you’ll never crack the seal laid by the Lord of Asura, and not a single treasure from the vault will fall into your hands!”

Ye Chen’s claim ignited the Asuras completely. Even gripped by terror, they refused to tolerate any slander against their exalted Lord of Asura.

“Oh, really?” A smirk played on Ye Chen’s lips as he abruptly lashed out at a stone door along the passage, channeling a force that could shatter the skies.

A dense veil of Asura Qi cloaked the stone door, inscribed with myriad runes. The runes glowed brightly, revealing potent protective might—this seal had been placed by Mo Xue Ming personally.

Watching Ye Chen target the stone door, the Asuras sneered derisively. To them, no matter Ye Chen’s prowess, defying the Lord of Asura’s seal was pure folly. Only Mo Xue Ming could unlock these doors.

“Boom!” Ye Chen’s palm slammed with unstoppable might, shattering the stone door into rubble in an instant. A dazzling treasure glow poured out from the chamber beyond.

The Asuras stared in total stunned silence, baffled at how Mo Xue Ming’s seal could shatter so easily, how Ye Chen managed such a feat.

“Could the Lord of Asura truly have nearly perished?”

An Asura muttered in shock. The indomitable legend of their Lord of Asura started to fracture in that very moment.

The seal’s power tied directly to Mo Xue Ming’s state. At full strength, these barriers would hold firm, and any tamper would summon him immediately.

But now, Ye Chen demolished the seal and door with a casual strike, solid proof that Mo Xue Ming lay gravely wounded, perhaps even slain.

“This…”

The Asuras stood nearly speechless, lost in astonishment, unaware that cries of agony from countless allies echoed through the other two passages.

Those cries faded quickly, sinking into utter quiet, before two figures brimming with lethal intent charged into Ye Chen’s passage.

At the sight of these arrivals, the Asuras plunged into full panic.

The pair consisted of the Sky-covering Demon Emperor and Little Gold, and the Asuras recognized they had entered the other two paths. Their presence here meant every guardian in those routes had met their end.