The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3808: One of Han Wenxin’s Karmic Threads! (Sixth Update)

Han Wenxin's expression turned hesitant upon hearing Ye Chen's words, remaining silent. His power, in truth, was insufficient to withstand the Qiankun Mirror; the Ten Thousand Pattern Holy Shield offered immunity only to attacks from Heavenly Repairing Realm experts, falling short against the Qiankun Mirror itself.

At this critical juncture, Ying Xiangyun's face contorted into a mysterious smile, his gaze dripping with sinister Evil Qi as he advanced toward Ye Chen and Jun Mo.

The Cold Ice barrier before them dissolved. Ying Xiangyun's body quivered with excitement, his mind already concocting schemes for dissecting Ye Chen and Jun Mo.

"First, I shall sever the physical body from the soul," he mused, envisioning extreme methods. "Then, I'll bisect the body with the Soul-breaking Saber and conduct meticulous, piece-by-piece studies. Following that, the soul will be plunged into the Soul-Melting Cauldron for refinement, to observe any peculiar manifestations..."

The more Ying Xiangyun contemplated, the more enthralled he became. Unable to restrain himself, he reached out towards Ye Chen, proclaiming, "Come with me, you two intriguing younglings!"

"Begone!"

Suddenly, Ye Chen felt Han Wenxin's divine soul surge into him, his strength flooding Ye Chen's body as Han Wenxin bellowed an explosive command.

The voice was unmistakably Han Wenxin's, and the resounding shout caused the Nine Cold Sect disciples to flinch. Their shock stemmed not only from Ye Chen's sudden transformation, his voice now utterly foreign, but also from his sheer audacity in yelling at Ying Xiangyun—a Grand Elder of the Nine Cold Sect, notoriously erratic and a complete madman.

For Ye Chen to dare address Ying Xiangyun with such disrespect was tantamount to seeking his own demise!

Jun Mo stared at Ye Chen, a mixture of astonishment and apprehension clear in his eyes. Before he could voice a question, Ying Xiangyun unleashed an eerie, pervasive cold Qi that pierced through the heavens.

"Hahaha! Splendid! It has been eons since anyone dared address me in such a manner. Boy, I shall most certainly research you thoroughly!"

Malevolent killing intent flared in Ying Xiangyun's eyes as he extended his palm. Endless cold Qi coiled around his fingers, promising instant congelation for Ye Chen the moment he was grasped, leaving no possibility of escape.

Witnessing Ying Xiangyun's sinister, frigid palm descending, Ye Chen felt a profound gravity settle upon him. In that instant, Han Wenxin regarded Ying Xiangyun with utter disdain, completely unfazed by the approaching hand.

"Luo Huai'an! Emerge!"

As Ye Chen's furious roar echoed, the entire Nine Cold Sect trembled. Even Ying Xiangyun's expression shifted, his killing intent skyrocketing as he fixed Ye Chen with a furious glare.

"You insolent wretch! How dare you utter the Sect Master's name—you court death!"

The elder, whose hair was streaked with black and white, was incensed. Though he stood by Ying Xiangyun, he harbored immense reverence for the Sect Master. Indeed, the entirety of the Nine Cold Sect held Luo Huai'an in the highest esteem, for it was under his leadership that the sect had achieved its current eminence.

The moment Han Wenxin invoked the Sect Master's name, outrage swept through the Nine Cold Sect, igniting a fervent desire to strike Ye Chen down immediately.

In their perception, it was Ye Chen who had shouted Luo Huai'an's name, and at this very moment, Ying Xiangyun was also seething with rage.

"The Sect Master is in seclusion! Should your shouting disrupt his cultivation, I shall render your existence a living hell, far worse than death itself!"

Ying Xiangyun bellowed furiously, waving a hand and conjuring an overwhelming torrent of cold Qi that spiraled down, intending to suppress Ye Chen and silence him.

Yet, Han Wenxin seemed utterly unperturbed and shouted again, "An Gouzi! Show yourself!"

Hearing this, Ying Xiangyun was so infuriated his nose nearly contorted, while every member of the Nine Cold Sect felt their chests heave, their eyes burning with a fury capable of melting the very heavens.

Every disciple of the Nine Cold Sect knew that before Luo Huai'an's ascent, he bore a moniker—An Gouzi. While Luo Huai'an remained indifferent to it, the Nine Cold Sect adherents considered it a profound disgrace; any who dared utter it would face immediate dismemberment!

Fortunately, in the ensuing years, under Luo Huai'an's guidance, the Nine Cold Sect had ascended to become a preeminent force in the Moon Soul Domain, establishing itself as a formidable entity. Consequently, no one dared refer to Luo Huai'an as An Gouzi anymore. Yet, Ye Chen, in his current audacity, acted with reckless abandon within the Nine Cold Sect, brazenly shouting the Sect Master's old nickname.

"Boy, you are truly courting death!" Ying Xiangyun trembled with incandescent rage. In the subsequent moment, the frigid spiritual energy he had unleashed enveloped Ye Chen, sealing his mouth and preventing any further utterance.

This chilling spiritual energy possessed terrifying potency, seeking to freeze Ye Chen's very divine soul. At this point, Ye Chen felt his thoughts languish, a sense of impending death embracing him.

Just then, a surge of majestic and righteous Holy Energy coursed through Ye Chen's body, instantly annihilating the threat posed by the oppressive cold spiritual energy. Ye Chen felt a profound stirring, recognizing Han Wenxin's timely intervention.

Simultaneously, Jun Mo's gaze fixed upon Ye Chen, filled with astonishment and queries. He knew Ye Chen intimately; provoking the Nine Cold Sect under dire life-and-death peril was completely out of character. What was his true motive now?

Ye Chen, equally perplexed, couldn't fathom Han Wenxin's actions. Was he truly attempting to orchestrate his demise?

Despite an underlying trust that Han Wenxin wouldn't intentionally harm him, Ye Chen found the situation profoundly peculiar. Before any doubts could be voiced, a tremor shook the Nine Cold Sect once more.

At this precise moment, the vast expanse of mountains, rivers, and skies within the Nine Cold Sect began to convulse. Sinister and profound laws of ice permeated the very air.

This was the pinnacle of comprehending the Ice Great Dao, a state where the slightest intention or movement harmonized with the fundamental Rules of Heaven and Earth.

The Nine Cold Sect continued its violent trembling without cease, causing the expressions of every Elder and disciple within its domain to shift dramatically.

"It's the Sect Master! The Sect Master has emerged from seclusion—it's that accursed Ye Chen, he's infuriated the Sect Master!"

"Ye Chen, your recklessness knows no bounds! Having provoked our Nine Cold Sect Master, you are surely doomed. Today, no one can possibly rescue you!"

Ying Xiangyun fixed a cold, furious glare on Ye Chen, sneering, "You wish for the Sect Master to kill you, thereby sparing you my research. However, your Ruyi Abacus has miscalculated. Enraging the Sect Master will only embolden me further to deal with you!"

Upon hearing Ying Xiangyun's declaration, a collective understanding dawned upon everyone in the Nine Cold Sect, including Jun Mo. So this was Ye Chen's plan; fearing Ying Xiangyun's methods, he had deliberately provoked Sect Master Luo Huai'an, seeking a swift end.

Even Ye Chen himself momentarily entertained this outlandish interpretation. He couldn't help but mentally question Han Wenxin, "Senior Han, was this truly your intention?"

"You brat, what absurd nonsense are you spouting!"

Han Wenxin, irked by Ye Chen's inquiry, bristled and glared. He then confessed to Ye Chen, "To tell you the truth, the current Sect Master of the Nine Cold Sect is my adopted son from many years ago. I departed without a word to sever our Karma and simply vanished."