The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3587: Going Home? (Seventh Update)

Inside the contract, the little dragons seethed furiously, as Ye Luo’er stared intently, sensing her total dominance over their very existence.

A single thought from her could seal the fate of these little dragons, and their survival directly mirrored the destinies of the mighty experts.

These mighty experts showed no hesitation, displaying utmost loyalty, and readily agreed to the Master-Servant Contract with Ye Luo’er without a fight, which brought her great comfort, thankfully avoiding another defiant soul like that elderly woman.

"Master, prior to our arrival, we detected multiple auras in this area."

Once the contract activated, the head of the black-robed experts let out a breath of relief, showing that Ye Luo’er had chosen to embrace them. He promptly advanced to pledge his allegiance.

"Are those auras foes of the Master? Shall we capture them for you?"

A cold glint appeared in the black-robed expert's eyes, his voice carrying a sinister tone.

At these words, an image of Ye Chen surfaced in Ye Luo’er’s thoughts. The mere mention of Ye Chen stirred unease in her, disrupting her feelings and occasionally stripping away her sanity; eliminating him might bring peace.

"Very well, then..."

A icy spark lit up in Ye Luo’er’s gaze, right as she prepared to order the black-robed expert to handle Ye Chen, a protesting voice echoed from the depths of her soul.

"That’s Brother Ye, you mustn’t!"

The voice brimmed with fury, triggering a sudden ache in Ye Luo’er’s head, while the savage dragon power burst forth wildly, surging through the All Heavens, rattling the peaks and woods, making the savage creatures in the vast mountain ranges quiver in terror.

"Master?"

Startled by the sight, the black-robed expert fixed a piercing stare on Ye Luo’er, swiftly spotting her unusual condition, wondering if her recollections had been locked away.

"No need, allow them to leave."

As the agony faded, Ye Luo’er gradually released a puff of thick Qi, speaking with a tangled look on her face; whenever thoughts of confronting Ye Chen arose, an opposing voice would rise from her inner depths, baffling her and making her question what had truly befallen her...

"If so, will the Master join us in returning home?"

The black-robed expert regarded Ye Luo’er, a spark of thrill hidden in the depths of his gaze.

"Home?"

The word unsettled Ye Luo’er somewhat, as she eyed the black-robed expert, "What home do you mean?"

"Our home!"

The black-robed expert answered deferentially, though his form unwittingly radiated a haughty presence, as though surveying the All Heavens from above, suggesting the home he mentioned was the grandest of realms.

Witnessing the black-robed expert’s bearing, Ye Luo’er’s core stirred involuntarily, influenced by his presence, before she nodded gradually.

"Very well."

Upon Ye Luo’er’s consent, the black-robed expert and his followers all showed signs of elation, then he swiftly gestured, ripping through the void, whisking Ye Luo’er from the spot.

...

Within a realm saturated by boundless Water Origin Qi, Xuanyuan Moxie’s eyes snapped open, his frame radiating a potent watery essence, subtly releasing a supreme vibe.

"The Dao Integration in this place is indeed deep, I’ve meditated on it for ages but haven’t grasped it completely yet."

Icy flashes danced in Xuanyuan Moxie’s eyes, seemingly piercing the Little World to view the outer realm, a frosty grin forming on his lips.

"However, it’s only a matter of time; once I seize full control, Ye Chen, I’ll surely end you!"

Boundless murderous intent surged from Xuanyuan Moxie, igniting the infinite Power of Water Origin in the area into a fearsome burst.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen along with his allies were abruptly ejected from the Nine Death Realm by an enigmatic force, materializing instantly near the stone gate of the Death Ancient City.

Right then, Ye Chen had no knowledge of Ye Luo’er’s meeting with enigmatic dragon race powerhouses, feeling somewhat anxious, yet the enigmatic force that expelled him reassured him regarding Ye Luo’er’s well-being.

Ye Chen got it; the enigmatic force spoke with purpose, so if they claimed as much, there had to be cause, meaning Ye Luo’er faced no peril, and his tension eased bit by bit.

Now, Ye Chen noticed the Death Ancient City lay in devastation, with numerous antique structures toppled, plumes of smoke ascending, suggesting a cataclysmic battle had raged through the Death Ancient City.

"Ye Chen, check this out."

Suddenly, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor’s voice rang out.

Hearing it, Ye Chen turned his head swiftly, spotting the Sky-covering Demon Emperor wearing a grave face, staring fixedly at a nearby wall.

Ye Chen shifted his attention to the wall, and upon doing so, his eyes locked in place.

Embedded in the wall was a Long Spear radiating a Destructive Aura, with dark glows swirling around it, solidly pinned there, and impaled on its point was a form with eyes bulging in shock, perishing in unresolved rage.

The figure’s staring eyes retained traces of astonishment and incredulity, evidently struck by an unforeseen event at the moment of demise.

This form belonged to the Death Door’s guardian, an elder whose strength defied measurement.

"Who ended him?"

Shock gripped Ye Chen’s heart intensely, for this elder possessed vast might, far beyond Ye Chen’s grasp, yet he lay slain here, undoubtedly felled by a Supreme Sovereign’s hand.

"Unknown."

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor shook his head gravely, his eyes sweeping the area, where the hazy Death Ancient City pulsed with a Destructive Aura.

"The Death Ancient City’s location is now fully revealed."

Jun Mo stated at that point, casting a look skyward, prompting Ye Chen and the others to follow suit.

Once veiled in perpetual death aura, the Death Ancient City’s spot shifted endlessly, all ties to the Nine Death Realm as slippery as fog, nearly impossible to follow.

Yet presently, the perpetual death aura had vanished, the heavens no longer overcast, supplanted by a vast Star Sea.

This meant the Death Ancient City stood bare beneath the stars, its location fixed, probably dismantling the Nine Death Realm’s mysteries and forfeiting its hidden essence.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As Ye Chen and his group grasped this, thunderous blasts erupted from the nearby heavens, causing Ye Chen to knit his brows and glare icily.

Far off in the sky, grand and ferocious energies tore through the firmament, with a few silhouettes hurtling in their direction.

Ye Chen’s stare remained frosty; these newcomers wielded exceptional power, enveloped in Hongmeng Energy, unmistakably Heavenly Repairing Realm masters.

These Heavenly Repairing Realm masters were obviously heading for Ye Chen and his group, yet they showed no aggression, letting Ye Chen and the others unwind slightly.

The group consisted of four, three at the first level of the Heavenly Realm, one at the ninth level of the Holy Ancestor Realm, each boasting solid prowess, dressed in garments gleaming with Divine Radiance, hailing from a prestigious lineage.

"Huh, what’s a Heavenly God Realm youngster doing here?"

As the four drew near, a man in a crimson cloak spotted Ye Chen and expressed surprise.