The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3551: Hot Spring Disturbance (Fourth Update)

"Bang!"

A fearsome shockwave raged through the area, shaking the whole universe violently, while innumerable meteors rained down from above, engulfed in blazing fires as they hurtled toward the ground.

Meanwhile, Jun Mo tumbled clumsily from mid-air, landing on solid earth, and he immediately yelled to Ye Chen and his companions: "Get down! Approaching the Death Demon Mountain by flight draws the wrath of Death Thunder!"

Jun Mo felt immense frustration right then; his excitement had clouded his judgment, causing him to overlook this danger, yet his swift response had spared him from instant death by the Death Thunder.

Hearing his warning, Ye Chen and the group hurriedly dropped from the skies. They had just seen the devastating might of the Death Thunder—even a ninth-level Daoyuan realm expert couldn't withstand it. It looked like they needed to trek up the mountain on foot.

As they moved along the terrain, Ye Chen and his allies reached Jun Mo, spotting his crimson robes ripped in places, thin trails of dark fumes curling from his form, and his usually sleek hair now a tangled mess. Evidently, the Death Thunder's strike had been far from enjoyable.

Jun Mo's breaths came unevenly. After steadying himself briefly, he gazed at Ye Chen and the rest, declaring, "Friends, my haste earlier was foolish. Time to ascend the mountain."

"Alright."

Ye Chen offered no objection, his eyes fixed on the looming Death Demon Mountain. That odd sensation grew sharper; something within its depths was clearly gestating. The life force seemed faint to the extreme, yet it brimmed with immense potency.

The Death Demon Mountain featured a winding trail known as the Death Stairs, where vast amounts of necrosis churned and coalesced into horrifying beasts, baring their fangs menacingly at Ye Chen and his group.

"This trail is the Death Stairs. Only by traversing the Death Stairs all the way to the summit of Death Demon Mountain can you claim the Death Flower. If you simply endure the Death Thunder's assault and arrive at the top another way, the Death Flower won't reveal itself."

Jun Mo went on with his explanation; his earlier thrill had made him forget this detail, but now it all flooded back.

Soon after, Ye Chen and the others set foot on the Death Stairs, triggering a furious outburst from the infinite necrosis blanketing the Death Demon Mountain. The beasts formed from that necrosis howled and lunged toward Ye Chen and his companions.

These beasts possessed considerable might, the strongest among them hitting the early Holy Ancestor Realm. While that level of power didn't intimidate Ye Chen or the group, the sheer volume of them—endless in number—posed the real challenge.

"Hmph! You worthless pests, scatter!"

A chilling gleam sparked in the Sky-covering Demon Emperor's gaze, and as his frame quivered, boundless demonic qi exploded outward, carrying annihilating force in its wake.

"Heavenly Demon Wolf Smoke Blade!"

With a deep growl from the Sky-covering Demon Emperor, countless Wolf Smoke Blades surged forth, gleaming with icy edges and unbeatable keenness, wiping out every necrosis beast in a flash and purging the Death Stairs of all such threats.

Jun Mo and Yang Han stared in awe at the display; despite sharing the same cultivation level as the Sky-covering Demon Emperor, they knew they couldn't match the overwhelming dominance he had just shown.

"Senior Demon Emperor truly wields unmatched power," Jun Mo remarked involuntarily.

Yet even as Jun Mo's words trailed off, the necrosis surged once more, reforming the beasts the Sky-covering Demon Emperor had just destroyed, their presence now radiating even greater intensity than earlier.

"This!" Jun Mo gaped in disbelief at the sight. These creatures couldn't be killed permanently, and their hordes were infinite. Navigating the Death Stairs would be no easy feat.

"We need to rush to the summit!"

Ye Chen sensed the worsening peril and bellowed urgently, unleashing his Destruction Divine Dao in a torrent of savage destructive energy that vaporized the freshly spawned beasts yet again.

"Go!"

Ye Chen commanded, surging forward at the lead, where the necrosis beasts kept respawning endlessly, getting cut down and reviving over and over, each iteration more formidable.

As Ye Chen and his group climbed higher along the Death Stairs, arriving at the midpoint of Death Demon Mountain, the beasts' power spiked once more, climbing to the mid Holy Ancestor Realm and mounting intense strain on Ye Chen and his allies.

"Brother Ye Chen, you've been at the front long enough—allow me to lead now."

Suddenly, the silent Yang Han called out, then dashed to the vanguard without further words, clearing the route for everyone.

This gesture stirred Ye Chen's emotions a bit; watching Yang Han, he detected no hidden malice.

Ye Chen had been holding back his true strength, avoiding full exertion to stay wary of Yang Han and Jun Mo.

Yang Han wore gleaming golden armor, which flared even brighter as he moved, even bursting into golden flames. Those flames hissed on contact with the beasts, causing many to burst apart instantly.

The golden armor pulsed with potent Hongmeng Aura, marking it as no ordinary artifact, and it clearly suppressed these necrosis beasts effectively.

Yang Han's efforts in forging ahead proved far more efficient than Ye Chen's. The team carved through the foes in rotation, felling innumerable beasts and at last attaining the peak of Death Demon Mountain.

Once Ye Chen and the others crested the summit, the ceaseless beasts on the Death Stairs came to a stop, refusing to pursue any higher.

Instead, the creatures detonated sequentially, dissolving into vast necrosis that whirled around the Death Demon Mountain.

Suddenly, a strange vibration rippled across the world, prompting a subtle shift in Ye Chen's features.

"The necrosis is gathering!"

Ye Chen instantly perceived how the burst beasts had morphed into limitless necrosis, now converging into a single mass.

Right then, the necrosis shaped into a colossal horned entity with jagged spines along its back, akin to a demonic wolf, which abruptly barreled toward the Death Demon Mountain's top, its gore-filled jaws gaping wide at Ye Chen and the trio.

"Half-step Heavenly Repairing Realm!"

Jun Mo's thoughts reeled; this beast had attained the half-step Heavenly Repairing Realm, eclipsing his own realm boundaries.

Though the beast hadn't fully entered the Heavenly Repairing Realm, the dread aura it projected dwarfed the Holy Ancestor Realm. The surging necrosis quaked, rattling the firmament, while the space encircling the beast fractured nonstop.

"Roar!"

The beast bellowed, striking without warning, its lethal talons raking savagely toward Yang Han.

An untamed, peerless force barreled in, the necrosis ripping through sky and soil. That single swipe appeared poised to tear the heavens asunder and pierce through timeless voids, utterly unbound!

Yang Han's face tightened at the sight, and he swiftly unsheathed his blade. The golden Dragonslayer Sword blazed with infinite golden Divine Fire, searing and warping the emptiness. Yang Han swung the sword toward the beast.

"Bang!"

The instant after, Yang Han jolted like he'd been zapped by thunder, his form shuddering as he flew back, his energy surging wildly, nearly tumbling from the peak.

Ye Chen's mind stirred at the spectacle; such was the might of half-step Heavenly Repairing Realm? Truly awe-inspiring.

"All of you, unite our strengths to fell this beast; victory will grant us the Death Flower for sure!"

Jun Mo eyed the creature gravely, crimson radiance bursting from him, an archaic energy flowing as though reverting to eons past, to the dawn of heaven and earth!

"Blood Slaughter Heavenly Slash!"

Jun Mo thundered, crimson glow pouring from his body, solidifying in his grip into a colossal blood saber that seemed to sunder cosmos and realm, hacking at the beast.

"Destruction Divine Dao, explode!"

Ye Chen wasted no time, whipping out the Slaughter Sword and stabbing ahead, the cosmos quaking as if breaching myriad heavens, the wild Destruction Divine Dao plunging ferociously into the beast.

Just then, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor joined the fray, his presence billowing as he lifted an arm, unleashing vast demonic qi that astonishingly birthed a towering Devil Phantom at his back!

"Demon Emperor Sky Shattering Palm!"

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor bellowed in rage, the phantom's power surging to crack the skies, unleashing a palm that sundered heaven and ravaged earth, with infinite demonic qi pooling into a vortex of devouring black light, its colossal force crashing onto the beast.

At the same time, Yang Han soared back into the fight, his golden blade erupting in boundless radiance, the raging golden Divine Fire billowing outward.

"Annihilation of Separation Fire!"

Yang Han roared in succession, the beast's claw wound fueling his blazing fury, his full might exploding forth now.

"Boom!"

In a blink, the Blood Slaughter Heavenly Slash rent the beast asunder, the Destruction Divine Dao detonated savagely, the Demon Emperor's massive palm descended, and the golden Divine Fire surged wildly!

Confronted by the colossal divine abilities from Ye Chen and his allies, the beast roared ceaselessly, its maw yawning to amass endless necrosis, finally coalescing into a sphere of necrosis thunderbolts pulsing with ruinous energy!

"Roar!"

The beast howled in wrath, spewing the necrosis thunderbolts that smashed into the onslaught from Ye Chen and the group.

"Bang!"

That instant, the world shuddered, the cataclysmic blast radiating everywhere, instantly erasing the lingering necrosis, even shattering the necrosis clouds atop Death Demon Mountain.

"Cough..."

A faint cough rang out amid the churning debris from the clash, then an unseen hand dispersed the haze, unveiling Ye Chen and his companions.

Yang Han's complexion had drained to white, clutching his chest amid fits of coughing, though exhilaration gleamed in his eyes. Ye Chen and the other three fared a touch better, their energies somewhat erratic but bodies unscathed.

"That thing won't reform, right?"

Jun Mo eyed the churning necrosis overhead warily; though the beast reached half-step Heavenly Repairing Realm without true intellect, their joint assault had slain it, yet doubts lingered if it might regenerate like the Death Stairs hordes.

Defeating it once had drained them heavily; endless revival would spell real trouble.

Ye Chen's face grew serious too, but after a prolonged wait, the swirling necrosis failed to regroup.

Instead, at the heart of Death Demon Mountain's summit lay a steaming spring, from which pulses of energy now emanated.

These pulses held profound mystery, like supreme vitality budding amid necrosis, resounding like a mighty bell in the souls of Ye Chen and the others, stirring their very essences.