The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3459: Kill Within One Month (Third Update)

The mighty Asura Qi erupted outward, surging across every direction, while Mo Xue Ming's hair and beard whipped about fiercely, accompanied by the explosive cracks of air around him.

In the next instant, Mo Xue Ming rose abruptly to his feet, as the Asura Qi that had moments ago surged from within him and cloaked the area swiftly retracted back into his form.

"Boom!"

Mo Xue Ming's presence exploded with intensity, his internal Asura Qi resembling a boundless galactic river, unleashing a tremendous force that made him sense unprecedented power.

"Senior Inner Demon, this is..." Mo Xue Ming gazed at the Master of Inner Demon with astonishment, uncertain about the nature of that dark Streaming Light, yet aware it held the essence of the Source, marking it as an unparalleled and scarce treasure.

Mo Xue Ming understood perfectly that the Master of Inner Demon wouldn't casually offer such an artifact.

In the end, to fully mend his body, which had been on the verge of total ruin, in so brief a period, and even elevate his fighting prowess, this had to be an astonishingly potent relic.

"Senior Inner Demon, what do you want me to do?" Mo Xue Ming inquired with respect, though anxiety churned within him, since the Master of Inner Demon had used so valuable an item to restore him, the cost demanded would probably be steep.

"For you, it’s not a bad thing; in fact, it’s exactly what you desire to accomplish."

With hands clasped behind his back, the Master of Inner Demon regarded Mo Xue Ming steadily, his eyes devoid of any sentiment, as boundless heavenly might and earthly forces swirled about him, Hongmeng Energy materialized nearby, and Dao Integration circulated, ascending to sublime levels.

"Something I’ve always wanted to do?" Mo Xue Ming's gaze shifted thoughtfully; numerous ambitions had long burned in him, but his deepest yearning was to slay Ye Chen, claim the exalted destiny of the Samsara Master, and rise as the Chess Player of the Ten Thousand Realms instead of remaining a mere insignificant piece.

"Could it be that Senior Inner Demon knows Ye Chen’s identity?" Mo Xue Ming trembled, the mere thought of this chilling his limbs with dread.

For All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, such knowledge would prove monumental; its revelation could ignite countless stars beneath the ocean's depths, stirring tempests mighty enough to upend the cosmos.

Mo Xue Ming realized full well that should the Master of Inner Demon learn of Ye Chen's true nature, his prospects of claiming that destiny would dwindle to nothing, potentially dooming him to demise.

From the beginning, Mo Xue Ming had recognized Ye Chen as the Samsara Master, yet he withheld this from the Master of Inner Demon; such secrecy could provoke the latter's wrath.

"Hmm? What’s wrong with you?" The Master of Inner Demon detected the unrest in Mo Xue Ming's aura, narrowing his eyes as a sharp chill flickered within them.

"What do you know!"

The Master of Inner Demon demanded abruptly, invisible rule-bound chains surging forth to ensnare Mo Xue Ming like an unyielding prison, immense weight bearing down on him as though the entire Universe pressed upon his frame.

"Cough..." Mo Xue Ming's energy flared, almost suffering inner harm from this forceful interrogation, yet amid the shock at the Master of Inner Demon's unmatched might in his eyes, a subtle trace of reassurance lingered.

This form of scrutiny from the Master of Inner Demon indicated ignorance of Ye Chen's real identity; otherwise, the dread Inner Demon Curse Sword would have descended upon him.

"Senior Inner Demon, I just sensed that my Netherworld Palace Treasure Vault has been raided, and it shook my mind."

Mo Xue Ming hastened to explain, and it was no lie—he had indeed just felt the seal he placed on the Netherworld Palace Treasure Vault shatter, undoubtedly Ye Chen's handiwork.

Having barely escaped death at Ye Chen's hands, his treasure vault ransacked, and secrets of the Yin Yang Divine Palace exposed to that foe, Mo Xue Ming burned with a desire to devour Ye Chen alive.

At these words, the Master of Inner Demon's eyes grew somber; he fixed Mo Xue Ming with a piercing stare for a beat before pivoting away, Hongmeng Energy cloaking his figure, accompanied by rules and Source Qi, gliding off like a celestial being, though his words echoed directly into Mo Xue Ming's ears.

"Within a month, you must eliminate Xuanyuan Moxie."

"What?" Mo Xue Ming's face twisted in shock; to wipe out Xuanyuan Moxie, his arch-nemesis, was a fierce longing that echoed relentlessly in his soul.

Yet accomplishing this within a mere month offered no certainty, for Xuanyuan Moxie commanded myriad techniques, possessed immense luck, and concealed countless hidden aces.

Over their prolonged clashes, Mo Xue Ming and Xuanyuan Moxie had come to understand one another deeply; had elimination been feasible, Mo Xue Ming would have achieved it ages ago, not lingering in this dire state.

"Senior Inner Demon, you want Xuanyuan Moxie dead—why not handle it yourself?"

Mo Xue Ming ventured to question, knowing conflict with Xuanyuan Moxie held unpredictable outcomes, likely culminating in shared ruin, leaving room for Ye Chen to exploit the fallout.

However, should the Master of Inner Demon intervene, no matter Xuanyuan Moxie's arsenal of skills or his extraordinary fortune, doom would be inevitable; Mo Xue Ming had witnessed that power firsthand, and even a rebel like him wouldn't presume to challenge it.

"Hmph, are you questioning me?"

In a flash, infinite rules crashed down like cataclysmic ruin, forcing Mo Xue Ming's body flat against the earth, immobile, while a lethal, colorless Inner Demon Curse Sword hovered ominously overhead— a single intent would end him in an instant!

This fearsome might sent shivers through Mo Xue Ming's spirit, stirring even a spark of terror; the Master of Inner Demon's dreadfulness knew no bounds.

Prior meetings involved only an Avatar, enigmatic and profound yet not as absolute as the True Body now present, whose world-shaking, peerless aura crushed all; through this intimate brush, Mo Xue Ming at last grasped the true essence of the Master of Inner Demon.

Beneath the crushing weight and reverence, waves of boundless authority rolled forth as the Master of Inner Demon gradually faced him again, his stare icy and unyielding.

"For some reasons, I can’t act in the Divine Kingdom; you must kill Xuanyuan Moxie within a month. Of course, I will provide you with some assistance."

"I understand." Mo Xue Ming assented without delay, a pall of mortality fully shrouding him; he knew all too well that uttering even one refusal would deny him any fight, slaying him on the spot with soul and form utterly eradicated, leaving no remnant.

"Senior Inner Demon, I will issue a letter of challenge to Xuanyuan Moxie and confront him at the Myriad Gods Mountain in a month—I will definitely kill him!" Mo Xue Ming vowed swiftly.

"Good." A faint curve touched the Master of Inner Demon's lips as he smiled toward Mo Xue Ming.

"This is another volume of the Ba Dao Tian Shu, distinct from the previous one I bestowed upon you; the strength it harbors is even greater! Within that month, the extent to which you grasp this volume rests on your own nomological powers."

With a flick of his hand, the Master of Inner Demon sent streams of Hongmeng Energy spilling from his sleeves, propelling a Wordless Heavenly Scripture into view, where it settled before Mo Xue Ming.

Sensing the deeper Source Breath emanating from the Wordless Heavenly Scripture—far more intricate than that of the earlier enigmatic tome—Mo Xue Ming's heart and soul quaked violently!