The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3522: Myriad Gods Mountain Opens! (Third Update)
How could this kid have grasped such fearsome divine abilities!?
That's the Samsara!
Ye Chen, just a young man in his twenties from the human race, pulled off everything he showed before, which was already shockingly impressive, but he still holds secret aces up his sleeve?
A flicker of dread began to stir in Mo Wutian's heart...
Just who is this youth, really?
What scared Mo Wutian the most inside that dark whirlpool?
The uncertainty...
Not knowing what might strike in the very next instant!
Right now, this young human appeared to have become a dark whirlpool all on his own!
"Impossible!" Mo Wutian bellowed, "It's all an illusion, kid, you're trying to trick me, none of this is genuine, you'll die, you'll vanish along with the whole Divine Kingdom and Lingwu Continent, your loved ones and companions will all perish!!!"
Ye Chen glanced at Mo Wutian and replied calmly: "Is that so? Then why not drop the Divine Soul Defense and clash with me until one of us falls, got the guts?"
At those words, Mo Wutian broke into an instant cold sweat!
Drop the Divine Soul Defense?
Staring at the twisting gray glow, his spirit wavered—if this turned out to be real, his soul would get wiped out in a flash, right?
Mo Wutian didn't fear dying; what he dreaded was his quest for revenge grinding to a complete halt!
To chase that vengeance, he'd even forsaken the demon race's final spark of immortal fire—if he failed now, everything would be lost for good...
Ye Chen let out a icy sneer: "If you lack the courage, then perish!"
The dark gleam at his fingertips flared abruptly, lancing straight toward Mo Wutian's brow!
"No! Stay away!"
Mo Wutian wailed in agony, but he had no way out, forced to watch in helpless despair as the death-charged black light closed in relentlessly!
He found himself cornered in a fatal trap, utterly powerless to fight back!
The black void slammed into Mo Wutian's forehead, boring right through it, and a deafening shriek erupted from his lips as his whole brain melted under the horrifying power!
With the brain turning to liquid, Mo Wutian's divine soul took the hit too, making the Seven Demon Prison Soul Formation quake and nearly shatter, while blood sprayed from his seven orifices like a geyser!
Still, Mo Wutian, forged in endless suffering inside the black vortex, showed a toughness in body and soul that went beyond what Ye Chen anticipated!
He absorbed that blow directly, yet Mo Wutian didn't drop dead?
Not only did he survive, but he kept up that Divine Soul Defense!
However...
This marks the end for him...
Ye Chen eyed the wretched Mo Wutian, stripped of sanity with only the bottom half of his face remaining, as fresh energy gathered in his palm once more.
Mo Wutian burst into manic laughter, yelling frantically: "Son, I see you, you're alive? I knew it, you're alive, did our demon race seize the Divine Kingdom? Excellent, outstanding! Now, the demon race's golden era is at hand, as your father, I believed in you all along!"
Samsara manifests, destruction follows.
Yet another beam fired at Mo Wutian.
Witnessing the former powerhouse of the demon race plunge into insanity, a faint pang of pity stirred unexpectedly in Ye Chen's chest.
A soft sigh drifted away on the breeze.
This time, Mo Wutian's form got fully consumed by the radiance, crumbling into ashes...
The Blood Reversal Formation spanning the entire Divine Kingdom and Lingwu Continent shattered the instant Mo Wutian perished.
Ye Chen quietly regarded Mo Wutian's lingering soul, chained by the Slaughter Sword, lost in his own thoughts.
Xuan Han Yu inquired, "Ye Chen, not planning to absorb this soul? The demon race's soul strength is pretty solid."
After a pause, Ye Chen shook his head and replied: "Destroy it—maybe in some other realm, he'll reunite with his family."
The Slaughter Sword acted on its master's will, a crimson flash erupting beneath it, reducing Mo Wutian's remnant soul to fine particles that scattered far and wide.
In that instant, the many powerhouses of the Demon Suppression Hall erupted in cheers!
The ultimate menace, the Demon Emperor, had been defeated!
The apocalypse that threatened the world had fully concluded!
The Divine Kingdom triumphed!
Lingwu Continent triumphed!
Tears welled in the eyes of the Demon Suppression Hall disciples as they gazed up at the figure radiating immense power, their stares brimming with trust and honor! They felt immense pride in serving as Demon Suppression Hall warriors!
All at once, a voice from the crowd rang out with "Hall Master!"
The next instant, every eye locked onto the man who commanded the skies and lands, their roars thundering:
"Hall Master!"
"Hall Master!"
"Hall Master!"
The cries rolled like crashing tides!
This uproar reverberated through the Divine Kingdom's peaks and valleys!
It echoed to the ruins of the Netherworld Hall.
It carried over to the Heavenly Dao Palace!
But right then, Ye Chen remained deaf to the throng's noise.
Exhaustion had overwhelmed him.
His frame plummeted suddenly from the heights!
The Demon Suppression Hall crowd's faces twisted in alarm, ready to rush forward and shield their Hall Master!
In a flash, a stunning silhouette appeared!
A pure and flawless woman materialized in view of all.
Her form pulsed with an intense aura of advancement!
Luxurious black locks danced lightly in the breeze, some softly cascading over her slim, snow-white shoulders.
From sleeves sheer as insect wings, a slender, fair hand emerged, elegant and lovely, with flawless, cool-toned skin.
That hand caught the badly wounded, fainted Ye Chen.
She offered a smile.
"Ye Chen, you're such a fool."
"Back in the previous life, you acted the same way—no matter the severity of your wounds, you always relied on me to carry you back to the hall."
"In this lifetime, your nature remains unchanged."
"You've stayed the same, and so have I."
"I am both Ji Siqing, the gifted maiden from the Kunlun Mountains, and Valkyrie Qu Chenyan, standing watch by your side."
Ji Siqing descended gently, a Vermillion Bird seemingly wheeling around her.
The emblem on her brow shone with greater allure.
And her cultivation realm had soared impressively!
Sixth Layer of Holy Ancestor Realm!
Clearly, she'd unlocked even more of her former life's might!
All this time, she'd stayed in secluded training, unaware of the outside world!
But moments ago, the epic clash between the Demon Emperor and Ye Chen sparked her awakening! She emerged early!
Gazing at Ye Chen's ashen features, she headed toward the Demon Suppression Hall.
"Fool."
Yet with each stride, her grief intensified.
For, even though the Demon Emperor lay vanquished.
The showdown between Mo Xue Ming and Xuanyuan Mo Xie was still on the horizon.
Time was running critically short.
With Ye Chen hurt like this, would he truly step into their fight?
She hoped he wouldn't meddle.
But deep down, she knew Ye Chen would never back down.
...
Two days passed.
Within the majestic grand hall housing the Master of Inner Demon's statue, Mo Xue Ming abruptly snapped open his eyes.
"Boom!"
Fierce Asura Qi exploded outward in every direction, stirring tempests across the chamber, but the Master of Inner Demon's statue lit up then, its infinite grandeur suppressing Mo Xue Ming's rampaging aura.
Mo Xue Ming gradually steadied himself, reining in the wild Asura Qi inside, rising to his feet as a hint of apocalyptic Supreme Saber Intent faded from his gaze.