The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3511: Absolute Certainty!
Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
The key to executing Soul-devouring Sky lies in soul power, which the Evil God’s Remnant Soul desperately needs but utterly lacks. Trapped as a mere remnant soul—far from whole—and confined for over ten thousand years, how could he possibly muster enough soul power to unleash divine might?
Thus, his only option is to pin all expectations on Ye Chen!
Yet Wu You’s Binding Shadow operates differently, demanding merely blood!
In an instant, the Fiend reached out, drew several drops of blood, and infused them into the Wu You Relic clutched in his grasp!
Abruptly, an enigmatic ripple emerged from the Wu You Relic, as vast spiritual pressure roared forth wildly, and with a sharp crack, the relic burst apart completely!
Existing as a remnant soul, the Fiend sought to invoke his divine power, forcing him to fully draw out the relic's inner strength!
The Fiend aimed at Wang Pan and uttered in a hushed tone: "Wu You’s Binding Shadow!"
Wang Pan, poised to deliver his long-gathered palm attack, froze abruptly in his tracks!
Across his body’s surface, innumerable Blood Runes surfaced, transforming him into a rigid statue, locked motionless on the spot!
Wu You witnessed this, her lovely eyes brimming with astonishment!
Even as a remnant soul, the Fiend had subdued the overwhelmingly powerful Wang Pan using just a fragmented relic and her blood?
This demonstrated the authentic might of Wu You’s Binding Shadow!
Ye Chen observed the scene, a satisfied gleam in his eyes, and without delay, he plunged straight into enlightenment!
Within the Fiend’s palm, he formed a cluster of murky gray-black spiritual pressure—the essence of the Wu You Relic's Energy Crystal. Should this spiritual pressure fade, Wu You’s Binding Shadow would collapse.
Hence, Ye Chen’s enlightenment carried a strict time limit!
Still, the Fiend withheld this from Ye Chen, certain that regardless of revelation, Ye Chen would pour in his full effort!
Bound by the Fiend’s technique, Wang Pan thrashed wildly, bellowing: "You worthless brat, this Wu You’s Binding Shadow is merely a divine power propped up by a relic. The relic’s energy will drain soon, likely in under two hours? In that brief span, what could you possibly grasp?"
Moments slipped away, and an odd soul ripple slowly radiated from Ye Chen’s form!
Sensing this ripple, the Fiend’s remnant soul lips twisted into a grin as he remarked: "So, do you believe Ye Chen can grasp it now?"
Terror widened in Wang Pan’s gaze!
This youth, comprehending Soul Dao at such speed?
This cannot happen!
How could he, a man of his stature, perish to a mere twenty-something boy!
Wang Pan fought back fiercely! The Sky Burning Spell scorched his skin black once more, but he refused to halt it, sustaining the blaze while battling with all his might!
The Fiend’s remnant soul eyes shadowed, accelerating the drain on the Wu You Relic's energy!
At this pace, it might not endure two hours—perhaps only half—and Wu You’s Binding Shadow would fail!
Just then, Wu You halted her Blood Rain release, easing her own depletion slightly, and struck at Wang Pan!
A crimson sword gleam morphed into a streaking rainbow, slicing through the emptiness!
But it proved futile!
The sword gleam scarcely approached Wang Pan before the Sky Burning Spell’s erupting energy vaporized it entirely!
Utterly horrifying!
Wu You’s expression shifted; in a clash of this magnitude, she lacked even the right to interfere...
A brief interval elapsed! Amid a thunderous roar resounding around Wang Pan, the myriad Blood Runes shattered once again!
Wang Pan panted heavily, his frame fully blackened by burns, yet in that instant, he ignored his wounds completely, overcome with wild joy!
Though a potent soul power surge had already pulsed from Ye Chen’s vicinity, infusing his divine soul with a devouring essence, still!
It fell short!
Ye Chen’s mastery of Soul-devouring Sky remained incomplete!
Victory would belong to Wang Pan!
"Damn it!" The Fiend’s remnant soul features twisted faintly; after enduring countless trials, was triumph about to slip away?
As if detecting Wang Pan’s escape from the bind, Ye Chen abruptly ended his enlightenment, his eyes snapping open—those deep black irises resembling twin abyssal vortices, pulling at onlookers’ very souls!
Wang Pan sneered with malice: "Boy, isn't it almost too cruel for you? Everything unfolded nearly flawlessly, surmounting endless hurdles, but this final stride, this ultimate step—you'll never cross it!
All your struggles, to what end? You should've yielded from the beginning, perishing under my strike—the outcome stays the same, right?
You're fated to remain a lowly figure, scraping by like vermin, forever unable to topple a supreme being like me, born to rule over heaven and earth—got it?"
"Really?" Ye Chen replied evenly: "Wang Pan, are you so sure you've claimed victory?"
Wang Pan eyed Ye Chen with total contempt, scoffing: "With your present grasp of Soul-devouring Sky, killing me is impossible. I'll concede you're a true prodigy—my martial talent pales beside yours. Yet, you remain no match for me!"
The Fiend’s remnant soul gaze dimmed as he warned Ye Chen: "Lad, he's speaking the truth; your Soul-devouring Sky can't fell him. The wisest move now is retreat. With my aid, piercing Juesha Heaven’s spatial barrier becomes simpler! Your odds of fleeing successfully hover near thirty percent!"
Thirty percent...
Against a monstrous foe like Wang Pan, such chances already seemed generous.
But then, the Slaughter Sword rematerialized in Ye Chen’s grip, unleashing a torrent of murderous aura in a flash!
Ye Chen resolved to clash!
The Fiend’s remnant soul face altered; was this youth mad!?
He knew Ye Chen’s pride ran deep, yet pride shouldn't breed folly or suicide!
Even the ancient Martial Ancestor understood that unyielding spirit didn't demand endless combat!
That was idiocy, not valor!
Had he misjudged Ye Chen?
Was Ye Chen now lost in the haze of past triumphs, deeming himself invincible?
A trace of regret flickered in the Fiend’s eyes...
Wu You paled, her fine brows knitting in worry; evidently, she opposed Ye Chen’s choice too.
And Wang Pan, though feigning composure, inwardly rejoiced!
He’d mocked Ye Chen precisely to prevent any escape!
His scorched visage tilted up in a icy smirk, and Wang Pan regarded Ye Chen with heightened derision.
Who’d have guessed this fool could be riled so effortlessly?
How had such an idiot endured this long?
Yet in that instant, Ye Chen uttered softly: "Senior Fiend, Wu You, no need for concern—I fully recognize the limits of my Soul-devouring Sky right now."
All present froze in surprise!
Ye Chen knew?
If true, why then did he opt to battle Wang Pan?
The next instant, radiant light exploded from Ye Chen’s eyes: "I refuse to back down because I hold absolute certainty—tenfold confidence—in ending him!"
"Soaring Wind Divine Vein, fully unleashed—we face each other once more."
Exactly!
The Soaring Wind Divine Vein, dormant for so long, now surged to its zenith!
Ye Chen had once questioned whether the Soaring Wind Divine Vein’s capacity to gather energy for an ultimate assault had vanished.
Evidently, following its prior activation, the Soaring Wind Divine Vein now craved an even vaster influx of energy!
A hundredfold, nay, a thousandfold beyond before!
Then... what cataclysmic force would this eruption unleash?