The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3513: Undying (Second Update)
Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
Though Wang Pan's palm had struck him, Ye Chen caught sight of the unfolding scene and let out a laugh, an utterly sinister one.
How could the cries of his foe ring so sweetly?
Those wails felt just like the call of triumph!
In the end, the wounds on his flesh could mend thanks to his mighty life force, but what of Wang Pan?
This pinnacle Divine Soul from ancient times, how might it mend the damage to its very spirit?
Ye Chen rose gradually, his shattered bones knitting back together, fresh tissue sprouting amid the torn muscles, mending at a swift pace.
A faint, detached grin on his lips, he advanced toward Wang Pan one step at a time!
Wang Pan, bearer of a near-unbreakable fearsome frame, once adored and idolized by everyone, the ruler of the Outer Realm, now experienced terror in the face of Ye Chen!
Still, as the mightiest from antiquity, Wang Pan swiftly regained his composure, a savage spark igniting in those profound gazes, and he bellowed savagely at Ye Chen: "Brat, you believe it's finished simply because you've damaged my divine soul? Hah, think your life force is mighty? Before my divine soul fades, you'll be reduced to a bloody heap!"
The instant after, Wang Pan launched his assault once more!
The Golden Palm Seal materialized anew, shaking the whole Fu Hun Tower beneath its crushing might!
But Ye Chen, confronting this ultimate palm strike, refused to evade and instead rushed headlong into it!
In his grasp, the Slaughter Sword, infused with Soul-devouring Dao Rhythm, erupted, its dark-gray blade glow like a sacred serpent bursting from the ocean depths, slashing ferociously!
Another thunderous explosion rang out, hurling Ye Chen's form through the air again, while Wang Pan unleashed a piercing shriek!
Yet, without even a pause, they clashed once more, fierce blasts rippling across the entire Fu Hun Tower, widening the fissures in its walls from their relentless collisions!
Right then, Wu You huddled in a nook, shielded from harm by a portion of the Fu Hun Tower's energy, summoned by the Evil God’s Remnant Soul!
If not, the mere aftershocks would have ended him!
Boom, boom, boom!
Deafening blasts resounded nonstop, as the pair traded strikes hundreds of times in the blink of an eye!
By now, Ye Chen appeared in total chaos, even having devoured all the Purple Cloud Stone to boost his frame manifold, he still seemed dreadfully battered, but with every strike that flung him back, Ye Chen's gaze shone fiercer, and he sprang up to lunge at Wang Pan anew!
The gap between them shrank steadily!
Ye Chen was in dire straits, yet Wang Pan fared no better!
Blood streamed from his seven apertures, staining his robes scarlet, and from the harm to his divine soul, a wild glint danced in Wang Pan’s eyes, but!
Against the oncoming Ye Chen, Wang Pan clenched his jaw, howled, and surged forward at Ye Chen too!
Blade gleam and palm force collided yet again!
Wu You stood frozen...
Utterly awestruck by their ferocious duel!
This was nothing short of an epochal showdown!
Once, on Lingwu Continent, Ye Chen had only sparked her interest, seeming quite appetizing besides...
But today, he had risen so high that Wu You had to crane her neck to behold him!
To be frank, Wu You's pace of cultivation, her strokes of luck, and her chances had outshone myriad prodigies across the Outer Realm; she herself was convinced her martial prowess outmatched all.
However, next to Ye Chen, her so-called gifts amounted to dust!
Let alone the gap in their Dao hearts!
Ye Chen and Wang Pan battled in a frenzy, and the fractures within the Fu Hun Tower multiplied rapidly!
With yet another massive detonation!
The dark-gray sword beam smashed into the Golden Palm Seal one more time.
The duo had already crossed blades thousands of times!
It seemed they might dismantle the Fu Hun Tower entirely!
Ye Chen hovered midair, gasping raggedly, each inhale drawing in a foggy mist. One arm hung mangled, with fresh flesh budding slowly at the shoulder, and his body bore endless gashes, blood seeping without cease.
The pace was faltering!
Ye Chen's healing rate had plunged sharply!
This signaled that Ye Chen neared his breaking point...
Without swift recovery, Wang Pan's following palm could claim his life!
Still, a grin lit Ye Chen's face, a wildly haughty, thrilled one!
Why, though?
For in this bout, he wasn't the one pushed back!
Just now, Wang Pan had been flung to the tower's foundation by that sword strike, denting the base ever so slightly!
Wang Pan froze for a beat, as though he hadn't grasped the turn of events.
He glanced downward slowly, and abruptly, his pupils shrank!
A grievous gash ran from his left shoulder clear to his right side, nearly cleaving Wang Pan asunder, now visible!
A surge of raw dread filled Wang Pan’s eyes...
How was this possible?
How could such a thing occur!!!
What chilled him wasn't Ye Chen's blow, but that the cut refused to knit!
He, possessor of the Indestructible Evil Body, an immortal bastion!
Besides strikes to his divine soul, Wang Pan had scorned all martial techniques!
Even those wielding the Destruction Divine Dao fell short!
But the blood that kept spilling now mocked him, proving Ye Chen’s sword had truly wounded him!
All at once, enlightenment dawned in Wang Pan’s gaze!
Ye Chen smirked coldly and declared: "Recall it now? Wang Pan, you've been relying on some method to ignite your frame, tapping hidden reserves, but with your divine soul wounded, your moves have dulled—haven't you noticed you're at your end?
Your life force is utterly depleted already, isn't it? No matter the Indestructible Evil Body's might, in this state, it won't mend further, will it?"
Wang Pan, at last, knew fear!
Real, bone-deep fear!
He had always banked on his Indestructible Evil Body in combat, and now, bereft of that anchor, it shook him far worse than any divine soul harm!
Nevertheless, staring at Ye Chen, Wang Pan hauled himself upright and spoke icily: "Brat, you've hit your ceiling just like me, right? If we keep this up, we could both perish—why not end it here as a tie and both depart?"
His words hung in the air, silencing the Fu Hun Tower.
Ye Chen fell quiet for a moment, truly speechless!
At this, Wang Pan eased inwardly, sensing Ye Chen was weighing options, and once doubt crept in, it showed his resolve cracking!
It made perfect sense too; as a martial prodigy himself, Wang Pan grasped the mindset of Ye Chen, whose gifts surpassed even his, both fated for glory—how could they meet their doom in this place?
Their boldness in clashing stemmed solely from their unkillable forms!