Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1667 - 1664: He Is the Inviolable God

Witnessing the elder's astonished expression sent a cold, constricting grip tightening around the hearts of everyone in the Ye Family. Ye Qiu, his curiosity and confusion amplified, pressed urgently, "Grandfather, what do you mean by that?"

Mr. Ye slowly released a breath he had been holding, striving to quell the tumultuous emotions churning within him. Yet, the subtle quiver in his eyes, like a window pane not fully sealed, betrayed the profound disturbance in his soul.

His voice laced with a tremor, he confessed, "You might find this hard to fathom, but I actually encountered him more than two decades ago!"

"???" The pronouncement threw the Ye Family members into a state of utter bewilderment, as if they were lost in a dense, disorienting fog.

Given that Xu Wendong appeared to be no older than his early twenties, how could the old man possibly have had any dealings with him twenty years prior? The very notion defied all logic and reason.

The thought alone sent shivers down their spines. Ye Qiu, gathering a surge of courage, dared to inquire, "Grandfather, are you implying that he shares some kind of unique bond with our Ye Family?"

Mr. Ye blinked in slight surprise before sternly rebuking, his brow furrowed, "Cease with such foolish talk! Someone as exceptional as Mister Xu is not to be spoken of lightly!"

Ye Qiu, taken aback by his grandfather's uncharacteristic anger, especially towards him, who was always doted upon, displayed a crestfallen expression, faint tears beginning to mist his eyes.

"Father, what exactly are you trying to convey?" Ye Laosan, Ye Qiu's uncle, interjected with palpable curiosity.

Lowering his voice slightly, a mysterious glint in his eyes, Mr. Ye posed a quiet question, "Do you realize who is considered the paramount Divine being in the hearts of the populace among the vast multitude of Da Xia cultivators?"

Ye Laosan responded with a wry smile and a sigh, shaking his head. "The cultivators of Da Xia are as numerous as grains of sand, easily numbering in the tens of millions."

"Certainly, there are supreme experts among them who can command the wind and rain, shift mountains, and drain seas, with some even said to ride celestial swords through the heavens."

"However, in the end, they remain mortal beings, composed of flesh and blood. Where can one find a true Divine in the literal sense?"

"Father, could you possibly be referring to Master Xu?" At this juncture, Ye Xingbang, Ye Qiu's father, was utterly stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief, goosebumps prickling his skin as his voice trembled slightly.

Upon hearing this revelation.

A collective gasp of shock rippled through the gathered family members, a chill like an icy serpent coiling down their throats and into their very hearts.

Master Xu—this title resonated with a strange familiarity, like an enigmatic phantom hovering in the distant sky, yet constantly whispered in the ears and minds of the people.

To the inhabitants of the Great Xia, he was revered as an exalted, untouchable deity, a saintly figure worthy only of awe and never to be disrespected!

Mr. Ye tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed on a distant point, his voice deep and measured, softly echoing in the stunned silence. "The world has long been filled with ancient legends of Immortals."

"These tales are like elusive wisps of cloud, dreamlike and fleeting, shrouded in mystery. Though they ignite countless longings and fantasies, no one has ever been truly blessed enough to glimpse the authentic countenance of what one calls an Immortal."

"That is, until twenty years ago."

"A mythical figure, akin to a Divine messenger descended from the heavens—Master Xu—suddenly made his appearance."

"He blazed across the profound, silent night like a resplendent, dazzling star, his unstoppable might cleaving through the darkness, his blinding brilliance momentarily stunning the entire world."

"In Haicheng, he confronted the Eight-Forked Serpent of Wa Country in a protracted, ferociously intense battle."

"During that conflict, the very heavens and earth seemed to warp, the sky and seas transforming as if the world were ending, unable to withstand the sheer, terrifying power unleashed by the clash of these supreme entities."

"The gale winds shrieked, lightning rent the sky, and thunder boomed; the ocean churned, hurling waves thousands of feet high, the entire world appearing to teeter on the brink of collapse under the force of their struggle."

"Despite sustaining grievous injuries, his body drenched in blood, Master Xu drew upon his heaven-defying divine abilities and an unyielding, adamantine will. In that direst of moments, he uttered a magnificent, resounding cry: 'Sword Come!' This invocation awakened the long-dormant Guardian Sword of Great Xia."

"The Guardian Sword, responding to its master's call, descended with unparalleled majesty and sharpness, piercing the very firmament to materialize instantly within Master Xu's grasp."

Wielding the Divine Sword, he unleashed unparalleled swordsmanship, its glow piercing the Haicheng night, each swing possessing world-destroying might.

Ultimately, the fiendish Eight-Forked Serpent of Wa Country, responsible for so much suffering, was vanquished.

Master Xu, standing tall between heaven and earth through his own might, amplified the prestige of Great Xia Country, commanding the attention and awe of the entire globe!

That was his moment of supreme brilliance, and a shining testament to Great Xia's glory!

Ye Qiu exclaimed, "I recall learning about this from a textbook back in elementary school!"

Mr. Yang continued, "The battle itself was earth-shattering, its repercussions far-reaching, captivating the world's focus."

"Although the live broadcast, for various reasons, couldn't clearly capture Master Xu's entire face, providing only indistinct images, it fortunately managed to snag some glimpse of his silhouette."

"I can assert with complete certainty that the Xu Wendong standing before us is precisely that legendary, god-like Master Xu from that era!"

"While the passage of time may have altered some aspects of his appearance, that distinctive aura and soul-deep charisma remain unchanged, impossible to feign, impossible to conceal."

"Following these events, Master Xu departed from Great Xia, commencing a journey to Wa Country."

"He arrived on Wa Country's shores like an avenging phantom in the night."

As he narrated, Mr. Ye's excitement and fervor grew: "Fueled by righteous indignation, he set ablaze the Yasukuni Shrine. Swift flames engulfed that emblem of wickedness, reducing it instantaneously to rubble."

"The inferno soared skyward, illuminating Wa Country's darkness and simultaneously igniting the flames of patriotism within countless souls."

"His act was akin to a colossal stone cast into tranquil waters, creating waves that spread far and wide."

"Furthermore, employing remarkable intellect and tactical prowess, he artfully fomented discord within the political landscape of the Island Country."

"For a considerable period, Wa Country was plagued by incessant internal conflict, rampant political instability, and competing factions locked in a spiral of schemes, descending into utter pandemonium."

"Amidst this turmoil, the economy of Wa Country sustained a devastating blow, much like a great vessel battered by a tempest, leading to a gradual decline and a thirty-year regression in its economic standing."

"This was his potent retaliation against Wa Country's transgressions, a bringing of solace to innumerable spirits yearning for justice, and a source of immense pride for countless citizens!"

"In that instant, he ascended to the status of a deity in the hearts of uncountable individuals!"

"An untouchable, divine being!"