The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3684 - 3674: Memories of a Past Life (Nine Updates! Please Vote!)

"Alright."

Upon hearing those words, Yang Qianyu agreed right away without any delay. Lately, he had poured all his efforts into cultivation, achieving major breakthroughs in his realm, and he was eager to test his newfound strength inside the Soul Suppressing Forest.

Right then, Yang Qianyu heard from Wu Duan Cang and the rest about the deal Ye Chen struck with Wu Duan Cang. If Ye Chen could enter and exit the Soul Suppressing Forest at will, he would claim the title of Chief Disciple.

This revelation left Yang Qianyu in even greater awe. Even for him, the Soul Suppressing Forest posed a daunting obstacle. The idea of Ye Chen moving through it freely struck him as utterly unattainable.

Yang Qianyu respected Ye Chen's boldness in taking on Wu Duan Cang's challenge. Without further words, he guided Ye Chen straight to the Soul Suppressing Forest.

A sizable group moved forward together, reaching the Soul Suppressing Forest's spot deep inside the Six Paths Sect, where spiritual energy grew denser by the moment.

The Soul Suppressing Forest turned out to be a bamboo grove, featuring a stone tablet at its entrance engraved with the phrase "Soul Suppressing Forest."

This stone tablet exuded grandeur, as though it could dominate the heavens themselves, brimming with boundless Great Power, while the bamboo forest looked utterly mundane, just like any ordinary bamboo stand across the Ten Thousand Realms.

Yet, a closer look revealed that the bamboo grove had formed from condensed soul power, forged by the unparalleled Great Power of the Six Paths Sect’s founder, Xiao Shuihan.

Transformed by soul power, the bamboo grove exerted crushing pressure, turning every forward step into a grueling ascent rivaling the climb to the heavens.

Standing at the Soul Suppressing Forest's entrance, Yang Qianyu turned to Ye Chen with a warm smile. "Brother Ye Chen, pay close attention."

"Alright."

Ye Chen smiled and nodded in response. Yang Qianyu's friendly attitude naturally drew a like response from him.

Yang Qianyu strode into the Soul Suppressing Forest without a second thought.

The moment Yang Qianyu entered the Soul Suppressing Forest, overwhelming soul power erupted like raging waves, resounding through the entire bamboo grove.

As Yang Qianyu ventured deeper with every step, the soul power ripples intensified into a ferocious storm, howling across the forest and making his form sway unsteadily.

One step after another, Yang Qianyu's face grew sterner, with the raging soul power storm enveloping him like furious waves battering a fragile boat.

"He’s reaching 330 meters!"

"Senior Brother Yang is truly exceptional, going beyond his last record. He might push even further."

"Haha, that’s what a real genius looks like. Ye Chen, study Senior Brother Yang well—he’s someone you could never match in your whole life!"

The disciples erupted in cheers of encouragement just then, while others hurled mocking jabs at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stayed completely composed, unmoved by the taunts, his Dao heart solid as iron and impervious to such petty barbs.

"Roar!"

Yang Qianyu had now advanced 340 steps, and the surging soul power around him had solidified into ancient savage beasts, baring their savage fangs at him. Beneath their crushing aura, several beasts lunged forward with savage fury.

Everyone watching froze in tension, feeling as if they stood in his place, breathless and unable to draw even a single gulp of air.

Even in this dire moment, Yang Qianyu's gaze held unyielding determination. All the soul power's creations were mere illusions, lifelike to the utmost degree.

When the beasts pounced, their strikes dissolved harmlessly on impact, inflicting no true damage.

These visions arose from a Dao heart not firm enough, lacking the stability of an unmovable boulder. Any flicker of doubt summoned such phantoms.

The Soul Suppressing Forest tested a cultivator’s Dao heart above all. The further in, the harsher the trial grew. A frail inner will made these apparitions more fearsome, ultimately evolving into invincible forces that could crush the intruder outright.

Yang Qianyu grasped this truth fully. Still, as reflections of his own inner demons, they couldn't leave him entirely untouched.

Each advancing step brought cold sweat beading on Yang Qianyu’s brow, his aura fluctuating wildly as he approached his breaking point.

"390 meters! Senior Brother Yang has hit 390 meters!"

"It’s already 390 meters, Ye Chen—a mark you’ll never touch in your lifetime!"

"Senior Brother Yang keeps pushing forward, he’s not stopping yet!"

Shouts echoed from the Six Paths Sect disciples, but right then, Yang Qianyu appeared weighed down by the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, every step a grueling ordeal, each motion sapping all his power.

Gone was the relaxed stride Yang Qianyu had when first stepping into the Soul Suppressing Forest. Soaked in perspiration now, assaulted by endless illusions and savage beasts lunging toward him, a flicker of fear crept into his gaze, his frame starting to quiver.

"398 meters, Nephew Yang has performed admirably."

Watching the spectacle, an elder stroked his beard and sighed.

"Yes, this stands as a remarkable feat, particularly for someone so young with room to grow further."

"Few can match Sect Master Yin Zunxiao’s 530 meters, much less freely enter and exit the Soul Suppressing Forest."

Yet another elder commented, hinting pointedly at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stayed unmoved by these remarks, displaying zero response.

Wu Duan Cang and Elder Dao Pao exchanged subtle nods of approval upon witnessing this. Though Ye Chen’s outcome in the Soul Suppressing Forest remained unknown, his poise at present deserved praise.

"400 meters!"

A disciple’s cry rang out just as Yang Qianyu planted his last step before crumpling to the ground. He had poured out everything, and 400 meters marked his absolute boundary.

"That’s enough."

Wu Duan Cang gestured dismissively while observing, prompting attendants to guide Yang Qianyu from the Soul Suppressing Forest.

"Sect Master."

Pale-faced, Yang Qianyu glanced at Wu Duan Cang and Elder Dao Pao, embarrassment coloring his features. Dissatisfied with his showing, he yearned for a stronger result.

"Haha, it’s already quite commendable."

Admiration gleamed in Wu Duan Cang’s eyes as he clapped Yang Qianyu’s shoulder.

"Ye Chen, it’s your turn."

Elder Dao Pao turned to Ye Chen with a grin and declared.

"Alright."

Ye Chen’s robes fluttered as Ling Xiao’s aura surged forth; undaunted by the Soul Suppressing Forest, he advanced with a stride.

As Ye Chen entered the Soul Suppressing Forest, the previously still bamboo grove erupted into a frenzy, whirling madly like soul power from gods poised to shatter worlds.

This immense soul power morphed into mighty entities, slamming toward Ye Chen as though intent on obliterating him outright.

The onlookers stood stunned by the display—such occurrences belonged to legends, typically emerging near the finish, so why unleash upon Ye Chen’s mere entry?

"This kid’s Dao heart is too frail; these signs mean he’ll probably get wiped out instantly."

"Haha! You might as well get lost, such a piece of trash wants to be Six Paths Sect’s chief disciple, you’re not even qualified to carry our shoes!"

"Get lost! Arrogant brat, Six Paths Sect is no place for you!"

Laughter and jeers burst from the disciples in that instant, hurling insults.

Amid the Soul Suppressing Forest, Ye Chen stood serene, eyeing the destructive tides rushing in to obliterate All Heavens and his exalted being, his gaze brimming with apathy.

"You dare to strike at me with such illusory objects? Step back."

The disciples sneered right after Ye Chen uttered those words, convinced he was merely bluffing in shameless defiance.

Yet Wu Duan Cang, Elder Dao Pao, and even Yang Qianyu, fresh from traversing the Soul Suppressing Forest, all wore expressions of shock—the assaulting supreme beings dissipated into nothing.

"Buzz..."

Ripples emanated from Ye Chen’s form, causing every trace of soul power in the Soul Suppressing Forest to fade silently; the bamboo grove settled into perfect tranquility, resembling nothing more than a mundane woodland.

Leisurely now, Ye Chen progressed through the Soul Suppressing Forest, strolling effortlessly without a care, like a wanderer savoring the vistas.

One hundred meters, two hundred meters...

Reaching four hundred meters—Yang Qianyu’s former barrier—Ye Chen encountered no disturbance from the Soul Suppressing Forest, which acted oblivious to his presence.

Wu Duan Cang and Elder Dao Pao shared a meaningful look laced with eager expectation.

Admiration filled Yang Qianyu’s eyes as he observed Ye Chen; at four hundred meters, he had battled crushing pressure with his Dao heart nearly breaking, halting his advance.

In contrast, Ye Chen arrived at four hundred meters with unwavering calm, his Dao heart manifesting unshakeable firmness.

"No wonder the sect master set such terms; Ye Chen just might pull it off."

Yang Qianyu murmured to himself in quiet awe.

Right now, Ye Chen kept moving forward one step at a time, casual like wandering through a bustling market, getting ever nearer to the finish line.

"Five hundred meters!"

"He made it to five hundred meters!"

Disciples of the Six Paths Sect stood dumbfounded, their eyelids fluttering in shock, utterly disbelieving what they saw, wondering if it was all some dreamlike illusion.

Not a soul could accept that Ye Chen, merely at the sixth level of Heavenly God Realm, had traversed five hundred meters, closing in on the seventh sect master, Yin Zunxiao.

What's more, with Ye Chen's effortless demeanor, it looked like he could even go beyond Yin Zunxiao—this was utterly horrifying and bound to shake the world.

"What sort of freak is this brat?"

By now, Ye Chen had passed Yin Zunxiao entirely, reaching six hundred meters, his face still perfectly composed with no shift whatsoever, while the Soul Suppressing Forest stayed utterly still, no soul power stirring at all.

Slowly, as Ye Chen pressed on, the Six Paths Sect members grew desensitized, gaping blankly while he took each deliberate step.

Just Elder Dao Pao and Wu Duan Cang had eyes shining brighter and brighter, with other elders spotting the spectacle too, their gazes brimming with anticipation.

Elders from Six Paths Sect yearned for a miracle, one that would thrill them with visions of their Sect's grand ascent!

Nine hundred meters!

Ye Chen had covered nine hundred meters, with the Soul Suppressing Forest spanning just a thousand; only a hundred meters separated him from the end.

Everyone now held their breaths, locked onto Ye Chen, unwilling to blink even once.

Right then, the Soul Suppressing Forest lay completely still, as though blind to Ye Chen's very existence.

In the end, Ye Chen reached nine hundred and ninety-nine meters successfully, only to stop abruptly.

Ye Chen felt that one more step would trigger something extraordinary.

Next, Ye Chen glanced back at the onlookers beyond the Soul Suppressing Forest, all of them staring wide-eyed, eagerly waiting for that last stride.

"Heh."

Observing their faces, Ye Chen curled his lips into a sly grin, then took that crucial step.

"Boom!"

Vast, boundless might burst forth across the heavens and earth, a tremendous surge roared through, like the All Heavens shattering, the Universe flipping upside down, every ray of light devoured, hurling all into pitch blackness.

And right then, a painting materialized at the Soul Suppressing Forest's terminus; Ye Chen gazed upon it, waves flickering in his eyes.

For it held memories from his past life.