The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3620: 3610: Disbandment (Third Update)

Chapter 3620: Disbandment (Third Update)

As Qiu Pi initiated his flight, the Calamity Ghost shifted into a mass of black demonic energy, merging seamlessly with his vessel. Necrosis spiraled along his golden lightning manifestation, causing his velocity to skyrocket suddenly!

Zhan You, catching sight of this, wailed like a frantic child, screaming towards Qiu Pi: “Elder Qiu! You must take me with you! Do not abandon me, Elder Qiu!!!”

Yet, Qiu Pi failed to even glance over his shoulder.

Ye Chen observed the retreating golden bolt with chilling apathy, his lips curling into a cold grin: “Is it not a bit late to consider flight now?”

His gaze deepened into a void of pitch-black darkness as he fixated on the escaping figure, shouting sharply: “Seven Evils Unique Skills, Soul-devouring Sky!”

An immense wave of soul pressure erupted, manifesting a dark Black Hole directly above Qiu Pi’s head!

Terror reflected clearly in Qiu Pi’s eyes, while even the Calamity Ghost released a piercing, shriek of agony.

Ye Chen remained stoic; though this Calamity Ghost possessed the ability to dampen various divine soul assaults, its defenses were not absolute.

Following his meditation within the darkness, where he had successfully refined all residual golden light, Ye Chen’s soul essence had surged, subsequently elevating the potency of his Soul-devouring Sky technique.

The fact that he had successfully shattered the Resentment Condensation Curse was proof that his Soul Dao Power now vastly eclipsed both Qiu Pi and the Calamity Ghost combined.

As the Soul-devouring Technique naturally counters all spectral entities, the Calamity Ghost stood no chance against the Black Hole while facing a superior soul cultivator.

Moments later, the Calamity Ghost tore itself from Qiu Pi’s body, igniting in a mantle of Black Flame in a desperate attempt to shield itself and flee the suffocating pull of the Black Hole.

As the entity departed, Qiu Pi’s frame began to tremble uncontrollably, his expression locked in pure dread. Before a single word could pass his lips, a supreme Dao force forcibly wrenched his divine soul into the abyss of the Black Hole.

Deprived of the Calamity Ghost’s protection, Qiu Pi had no hope of contending with Ye Chen, who had previously absorbed Wang Pan’s formidable Divine Soul.

The Calamity Ghost, wreathed in Black Flame, fought briefly before erupting into a frenzy. The flames dispersed, reverting into raw black demonic energy, which was promptly consumed by the Soul-devouring Sky.

With the act concluded, Ye Chen cast a sinister, lingering look toward Zhan You, who stood paralyzed by shock.

Zhan You’s psyche was effectively shattered, trapped in a recursive loop of watching Elder Qiu’s soul being harvested by Ye Chen.

This was a seasoned soul cultivator from the Heavenly Repairing Realm!

Yet, he had been disposed of by Ye Chen with such casual ease?

A warm trickle began to dampen the ground beneath Zhan You.

The distinguished young master of the Moon Soul Domain’s Zhan Family had been frightened to the point of incontinence.

With a dull thud, Zhan You collapsed to his knees before Ye Chen, panicking as he kowtowed: “Young Master Ye! I am willing to serve you like a dog! I will hand over the entire Zhan Family to you!

And… my women, they shall be yours! Correct, my father possesses an heirloom secret treasure; I will fetch it for you!

If you only spare my life, I will even assist you in killing my own father to secure that treasure! I am your loyal hound, please, grant me mercy!”

When confronted with a horrific demise, all pretensions of dignity and arrogance vanish.

They are merely worthless dross.

Ye Chen towered over Zhan You, standing like Yama himself, the arbiter of life, and ruthlessly drove his heel into Zhan You’s shoulder!

A sickening crunch sounded as immense force surged; a wretched shriek tore through the clouds. Ye Chen’s pressure had obliterated Zhan You’s skeletal structure, organs, and muscles, effectively reducing his meridians and dantian to dust.

The once-vaunted young master of the Zhan Family now slumped upon the floor like discarded pulp, hemorrhage staining the ground, enduring agony beyond measure.

Ye Chen smiled grimly: “Does that hurt?”

Zhan You stared back, mute, as his jaw and tongue were completely shattered.

However, the sheer intensity of his agony was etched clearly into his eyes.

At this moment, death was the only thing Zhan You craved.

The pain was so profound he begged for the sweet release of death!

His gaze flickered with desperate supplication, pleading for Ye Chen to end his life.

Ye Chen merely offered a subtle shake of his head: “Pain? You call this pain?”

His expression suddenly hardened into ice.

“Zhan You, you value your life so much? Very well, I shall permit you to live—to live for a very long time. As long as I draw breath, you shall also persist. Of course, in the form of a fragile divine soul!”

Zhan You felt his sanity fraying, his eyes spasming in terror. This was an invitation to endless, agonizing torment!

Ye Chen chuckled softly: “You have yet to experience true suffering in the state of a divine soul, have you? Compared to such spectral agony, this physical pain is less than a mosquito sting.

That specific torment is ten thousand times greater than what you suffer now. Ha! You have quite a lot to look forward to!”

He then unleashed the Soul-devouring Sky once more.

Crucially, Ye Chen did not bother to refine Zhan You’s divine soul; instead, he sealed it within the Slaughter Sword.

Zhan You was beneath his notice for actual refining; his primary targets for the Soul-devouring Sky had always been the two before him.

First, Qiu Pi, the soul cultivator. Second, the Calamity Ghost.

With his work finished, Ye Chen turned, presenting a blood-red pill to Lan Ying, stating with genuine sincerity: “Elder, my deepest thanks.”

He was well aware that the golden light from the darkness had originated from her.

Lan Ying seemed to recover from her stupor, offering Ye Chen a faint smile: “It is Shuhui and I who owe you our gratitude.”

Jin Shuhui chimed in: “Ye Chen, what is your next objective?”

At her inquiry, a razor-sharp glint of killing intent sparked in Ye Chen’s eyes: “I intend to wipe out the Zhan Family. Such a situation must never occur again! Since the Zhan Family desires vengeance, I will uproot them entirely!”

Ye Chen was already mapping out his journey to the Moon Soul Domain, where the Six Paths Sect resided.

The Six Paths Sect represented a lingering regret from his previous life.

He was obligated to rectify that failure eventually.

Furthermore, the sect held ties to Ye Luo and the survival of the powerhouses within the Samsara Graveyard.

He possessed no other choice.

Night descended.

A beam of light pierced the sky above a small mountain near the Divine Peak, revealing none other than Ye Chen.

He observed the scenery below, hearing the echoes of Han Wenxin’s warnings.

“I have cautioned you repeatedly not to entangle yourself in Karma. One act of Karma invites endless complications.”

“The Star Swirl Domain is merely a low-grade realm in the Outer Realm. Its interface is minor enough for you to handle, but the Moon Soul Domain follows different rules.”

“You barely survived today, but who is to say you will be so fortunate next time?”

Ye Chen dismissed the thoughts, finding Han Wenxin’s cowardice baffling.

How could a person so clearly dangerous act with such hesitation?

At that moment, a flicker of movement emanated from the woodland shadows as a woman emerged.

It was Lan Ying.

Ye Chen looked toward her and inquired: “Elder Lan, how can I assist you?”

Lan Ying hesitated briefly before speaking: “Ye Chen, I have decided to dissolve the Refining God Peak.”