The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3681 - 3671: Shocking the World (Six Updates)

Right now, even Liu Yunmiao experienced a wave of fear, casting a strange glance toward Ye Chen involuntarily.

"Everyone!"

Liu Yunmiao lifted his hand and declared, "This matter is solely between Ye Chen and me, so stay out of it."

Upon hearing those words, the Six Paths Sect disciples sealed their lips, yet their stares at Ye Chen turned even icier. Moments ago, the burst of aura from Ye Chen had instilled fear in them.

The shame of being cowed by a Heavenly God Realm waste ignited fury among the Six Paths Sect disciples, urging them to crush Ye Chen right then and there.

Yet now, Ye Chen gazed at Liu Yunmiao and spoke steadily, "Well, what's your stance? Do you have the guts?"

"Alright! I accept your terms. Should you manage to beat me, I'll serve as your servant, how's that?"

Liu Yunmiao sneered disdainfully at Ye Chen, retracting the sword flower from his longsword before adding, "But that's never going to happen. Turning me, Liu Yunmiao, into your servant is beyond your reach."

"We'll find out."

Ye Chen stayed utterly composed, striding out of the grand hall without a glance at the onlookers. Amid everyone's watchful eyes, he headed alone to a mountain peak of moderate height and positioned himself steadily on its summit.

"Boom!"

Ye Chen released his complete aura, unleashing a torrent of majestic Hongmeng Energy alongside surging spiritual power. He ceased holding back his cultivation level, summoning the Tribulation lightning in an instant.

In the heavens above, ferocious divine lightning erupted without warning, thunderous radiance sweeping everywhere as immense Heavenly Might blanketed the area. The whole Six Paths Sect appeared engulfed in an apocalyptic catastrophe, prompting subtle shifts in everyone's expressions.

"Can a Heavenly God Realm martial artist truly summon such Tribulation lightning?"

A half-step Sky-filling Realm disciple revealed sheer astonishment, fixating on the Tribulation lightning while crying out, though it filled him with dread too. How could someone of Ye Chen's meager realm trigger lightning this ferocious?

"Is this kid hiding some extraordinary talent? No average martial artist could draw forth Tribulation lightning this horrifying."

"Yet the Six Paths Spirit Seeking Array indicated his talent and bloodline are utterly mediocre. That array never fails."

Suddenly, disciples buzzed with animated chatter, debating fervently, as Liu Yunmiao stared in astonishment at the sky's Tribulation lightning, its ferocity leaving him stunned.

"Does this cocky guy actually possess real ability?" Liu Yunmiao muttered under his breath.

Even the elders found themselves taken aback at that instant, their eyes flashing keenly—particularly Elder Dao Pao and Wu Duan Cang. The pair traded looks, brimming with eager hope that Ye Chen would work a miracle and prove himself a supreme genius!

Meanwhile, Ye Chen paid no heed to the crowd's responses. Facing the colossal Thunderbolt looming overhead, a faint smile curled his lips.

Though this Thunderbolt packed immense power, it posed zero danger to him; rather, it seemed like a gift handed on a platter.

Ye Chen had faced Golden Thunder from Tribulation lightning before, shattering it and claiming much of the golden emulsion it condensed—a supreme elixir for tempering the body and soul, an incredibly scarce gem.

Since that prior breakthrough and devouring the golden emulsion, Ye Chen had grown eager for more Tribulation lightning, developing a keen craving for that golden emulsion.

Now, beholding the vast Tribulation lightning dominating the skies, innumerable pitch-black lightning dragons thrashed and bellowed amid the cloud sea, thunderous blasts unending, their grandeur unrivaled as they rattled the firmament.

With a sudden vault skyward, Ye Chen disregarded the shocked gazes from below, his overpowering aura dominating the cosmos as he plunged headlong into the Tribulation lightning.

"Boom!"

The instant Ye Chen barreled into the Tribulation lightning, the pitch-black clouds overhead roiled violently, lightning surges crashing wildly through them. Everyone in the Six Paths Sect stood dumbfounded, Elder Dao Pao and Wu Duan Cang included.

"Is this fellow genuinely a supreme genius? Or just an utter madman?"

Wu Duan Cang wore an odd look, never having witnessed anyone deliberately rush into Tribulation lightning—a reckless act that could rattle the heavenly laws and spell certain doom.

Yet at this instant, Wu Duan Cang had nobody to complain to, merely observing the spectacle before him in silence.

Below, disciples and elders buzzed with fervent chatter, all terrified by Ye Chen's sudden strike, viewing him fully as a raving lunatic.

They even surmised that Ye Chen realized he stood zero chance against Liu Yunmiao, and to dodge humiliation, picked this path toward self-destruction.

Unaware of their guesses, Ye Chen trod the boundless thunder sea, clashing wildly against hordes of savage Thunder God Dragons surging forth, every strike obliterating countless Thunder Dragons.

Brilliant Divine Radiance gleamed across Ye Chen's frame, guarded by the Buddha Light Barrier and Dust tablet, while the Stellar Sword’s Eight Divine Sounds resounded, vast Hongmeng Energy coursed through, and the Hongmeng Sound Symbol whirled around him.

Like an unyielding War God within the thunderbolt ocean, Ye Chen felled obstructing gods and toppled hindering Buddhas, surging in a blink to the Tribulation lightning's core.

To the Six Paths Sect onlookers now, the sky's Tribulation lightning roared with world-shaking blasts nonstop, wrapping the entire Six Paths Sect in a horrifying quake.

Simultaneously, the massive thunder clouds shuddered relentlessly, resembling a heavenly giant locked in Tribulation lightning battle, forcing the lightning to tremble ceaselessly, as if poised to crumble the next instant, leaving all viewers stunned.

"What is this youngster doing in there?" Wu Duan Cang uttered, lost for words.

Disciples and elders now sported odd expressions, for the Tribulation lightning's fierce uproar proved Ye Chen lived on vigorously; no such dread tremors would surge otherwise.

Still, Ye Chen's brazen charge into the Tribulation lightning guaranteed devastating assaults—how did he endure? By their reckoning, he should have perished ages ago.

Yet the Ye Chen all deemed dead roamed the thunderbolt sea freely, treating it like empty turf, unleashing cataclysmic might that rocked the firmament. Endless thunderbolts couldn't slow his stride.

Ye Chen hunted a golden thunderbolt, figuring it lurked at the Tribulation lightning center for him to shatter and claim its golden emulsion.

To his shock, past clashes had taught the golden thunderbolt to dread Ye Chen, prompting it to flee. Now, it unleashed endless thunderbolts against him while scampering wildly, desperate to avoid rupture.

"Hmph, can you get away?"

Exasperated by the chase, Ye Chen roared in rage and thrust down a palm abruptly.

"Boom!"

Amid the infinite thunder sea, a ferocious Big Handprint slammed down, packed with boundless savagery, mighty force swirling as Buddha Light blazed everywhere.

The Big Handprint brimmed with heaven-crushing might from the start, halting the golden thunderbolt's dash instantly.

As Ye Chen closed in to seize it, the golden thunderbolt panicked, quaking while the sky's Tribulation lightning seemed ready to scatter.

Aware it couldn't beat Ye Chen, the golden thunderbolt aimed to dissolve the Tribulation lightning right away, letting Ye Chen breakthrough while slipping free from shattering and golden emulsion extraction.

Spotting this, sharp light flared in Ye Chen's gaze; he never foresaw the golden thunderbolt's clever ploy, proof of its sharp wits.

"Want to escape? I won’t allow it!"

With Tribulation lightning fading and the golden thunderbolt vanishing, anxiety seized Ye Chen; he burst forward explosively, sword drawn.

"Boom!"

Destruction Divine Dao burst out, demolishing all, Nirvana Star Sky's brutal force raged while killing intent thundered.

In a flash, the Slaughter Sword stabbed the golden thunderbolt, drawing a reluctant bellow from it before a thunderous blast tore it apart.

"Shh!"

Below, the Tribulation lightning watchers heard only a watery rush from it, as overhead dark clouds began parting.

Golden rays soon erupted from the Tribulation lightning, vanishing swiftly like gathered by a force, before Ye Chen's silhouette emerged.

High in the skies, Ye Chen gazed indifferently at the masses below, his aura growing ever more domineering, resembling an unbeatable existence, his oppressive force blanketing the entire Six Paths Sect and compelling countless disciples to feel an irresistible urge to kneel.

However, the crowd remained oblivious, as razor-sharp lightning arcs flickered sporadically across Ye Chen's body, erupting from the golden emulsion inside him with the intent to obliterate his form.

Yet Ye Chen's physique was extraordinarily resilient, his cultivation realm surging once more to the sixth layer of the Heavenly God Realm; the golden emulsion failed to harm him at all, and soon it was entirely refined by him.

"Huff..."

Slowly, Ye Chen released a breath laden with thick essence, which hovered in the air while radiating boundless pressure, enough to warp the surrounding void.

Right then, Elder Dao Pao shared a glance with Wu Duan Cang and several other profound cultivators like himself, their eyes brimming with astonishment.

Just moments earlier, as the thunderclouds dispersed, while others saw nothing, they had clearly beheld Ye Chen slicing through a golden thunderbolt with his sword before gulping down the purest golden emulsion contained within it.

This feat defied heaven itself—even peerless prodigies couldn't accomplish it—yet Ye Chen dared to attempt it, proving beyond doubt that he was no ordinary figure, surpassing all conventional limits.

"This youngster, perhaps as he said, not only does his bloodline talent match other disciples of the sect, but he might truly lead Six Paths Sect to become the First Sect in the Outer Realm."

In that instant, Wu Duan Cang couldn't suppress a notion that even shocked him. He had no idea why it arose, as if it originated from the depths of his soul, quietly shaping his thoughts.