Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2046 - 2142: I Can’t Wait (4 Updates)

In that very moment, the nine members of the Imperial Family, cultivators who had reached the first to third levels of the Human Lord Realm, were reduced to mere vapor. There wasn't even a trace left for a burial. Di Que was aware that his act of self-destruction would likely claim those nine imperial family members. However, a sliver of hope remained within him; perhaps, just perhaps, one of them might survive to deliver a message to the family head. Thus, he uttered a final shout before sacrificing himself. Regrettably, Di Que had gravely underestimated the sheer destructive force of his self-annihilation, vastly so. It wasn't just the nine Imperial Family members who were annihilated. Even Su Chen himself experienced a similar fate. Instantly, his limbs disintegrated into void, and his internal organs turned to vapor. In that fleeting moment, Su Chen nearly lost all consciousness, his existence reduced to a mere Divine Mansion and some tattered flesh. The agony he endured was excruciating. The Divine Mansion, along with the remnants of his flesh, was propelled thirteen kilometers backward before finally crashing, embedding itself underground within the Primeval River Storm. Despite the devastation, Su Chen retained a flicker of consciousness, albeit a severely weakened one. "I almost died... If my body hadn't undergone such profound transformations from the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures found within the Emperor's Treasure Abyss, and the rigorous tempering from the initial segments of the Primeval River storm, I would have truly perished this time, wouldn't I?" Su Chen pondered, a sense of lingering fear washing over him. He engaged in a fierce self-reflection. He had been careless, utterly careless. Underestimating an ancient powerhouse at the sixth layer of the Human Lord Realm was a grave mistake. Even more so, he should never have underestimated an ancient powerhouse who held the esteemed position of Supreme Elder within the Imperial Family. He had been a mere hair's breadth from absolute death! Of course, Su Chen's most significant realization was the critical need to abandon arrogance and relentlessly push forward on the path of physical strength enhancement. Had his physical strength been sufficiently formidable, reaching an invincible level, Di Que's self-destruction would have been inconsequential. Ultimately, he had not been strong enough. "Damn it!" Su Chen cursed, solidifying his resolve. Once he dealt with the remaining Imperial Family members, he would immediately plunge into the middle section of the Primeval River. There, he would utilize the tempestuous waters to relentlessly hone his body, continuing his quest for power. He even resolved not to overlook the storms found in the Matriarch River's rear section, integrating them into his brutal training regimen. Su Chen was genuinely provoked. The pride, arrogance, complacency, and exhilaration that had accompanied his significant power increase over the past month and a half were now thoroughly suppressed. He now understood that he was far from qualified to harbor such sentiments. He still had a vast distance to cover. A single opponent like Di Que had nearly ended his life. How, then, could he, Su Chen, hope to set foot in the Grand Cosmos World? How could he search for Wenren Nongyue, who might have ascended to the position of Empress? How could he venture to the Chaos Divine Kingdom to find his Lanxin? How could he breach the Flame Plane to locate his mother and the Su Family, and so forth... He was still a staggering nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand eight hundred miles away from his goals! "Boy, so now you finally understand the importance of caution?" the Iceflame Vermilion Bird transmitted to Su Chen. Su Chen, however, remained silent, focusing instead on his frantic recovery. Even though only a fragment of flesh and his Divine Mansion remained, it was sufficient. A single strand of flesh held the potential for undying and indestructible regeneration, let alone the substantial amount of flesh that still remained. Furthermore, since entering the Primeval River, both his physical strength and his Indestructible Body had undergone fundamental improvements. The Temporal Heavenly Dao operated at its peak, the Chaotic Current flowed unrestrained, and the blood from the Ancient Soul Ancestral Vein was utilized to its fullest extent... His flesh began to regenerate and reassemble itself. This process occurred at a speed that was visibly apparent. In approximately the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Chen had fully regenerated. More impressively, he had returned to a peak state! Were other Martial Cultivators to witness this, they would be utterly aghast. Even the legendary Undying and Unyielding Body, the true Indestructible Body, would require at least eight to ten days to regenerate from mere scraps of flesh. Su Chen, however, needed only the duration of an incense stick's burn. This was an abnormality that defied comprehension. "A fire burns within my heart! A scorching, bloodthirsty fire!" Su Chen declared, lifting his head to gaze at the heavens, his voice a low, gritted whisper laced with madness and an intense killing intent. Having faced the near-fatal threat posed by Di Que, although it had tempered Su Chen and instilled a profound lesson, it had also ignited a ferocious killing intent within his heart. The inferno smoldering within him blazed with extreme intensity. This fire, he knew, demanded an outlet.

Su Chen lives by the principle that all revenge should be exacted immediately and all anger should be vented instantaneously. He couldn't wait; he was impulsive!!! A madman, an impulsive madman!

Gripping the Ancient Dust Sword, he ascended into the sky, moving step by step towards the summit.

Above.

The members of the Imperial Family had all assembled.

Indeed, less than a hundred breaths after Di Que’s self-destruction, Di Ge’s contingent arrived, followed by the most powerful of the Supreme Elders, an elder named Di Kuang. Following him was Supreme Elder Di You with his group, and just as Su Chen had completely recovered, Di Jie also made his appearance.

They had all congregated.

Every remaining member of the Imperial Family was present.

All of them, including Di Jie, stood in that void and hollow, exploding space in profound silence, their faces etched with extreme sullenness.

It was known to all of them that Di Que was the one who had detonated himself. Only Supreme Elder Di Que possessed such self-destructive power.

"Damn bastard, a million times over!" It took several breaths before Di Jie’s voice emerged, hoarse and filled with bloodshot eyes as he growled, his breathing somewhat ragged, nearing the edge of losing control.

Di Que and the other ten were all deceased!

Although it appeared to Di Jie that Su Chen was also dead.

However, Di Que was the most talented and promising among the Supreme Elders. Di Que’s demise had genuinely inflicted a deep wound upon the Imperial Family, undoubtedly harming it. Throughout the entire Imperial Family’s history, spanning tens of millions of years, there were merely a handful of existences at Di Que’s caliber!

And his adoptive father, Di Ke, whom Di Jie regarded as no different from his true father, his closest kin! He too was dead!

Di Jie’s heart was in agony, an unbearable pain!

Below.

Su Chen was already ascending, step by gradual step.

"Boy, all the Imperial Family members have gathered, and that old fellow Di Jie is even here. What is your intention?" The Iceflame Vermilion Bird finally voiced a hint of worry.

"To kill!!!" Su Chen spat out those two words, not accelerating his pace, but advancing with each step, each one radiating extreme heat and tyranny.

Even more terrifying was what transpired behind Su Chen.

Ninety-nine swords.

The Swords of Imperial Soldiers accompanied his ascent.

The Zhan Cang Main Sword shone with exceptional brilliance.

Utterly unrestrained.

The formidable Zhan Cang Sword Array was unleashed in its entirety, as if ninety-nine spectral soldiers’ weapons were closely trailing Su Chen.

An aura of pure killing intent caused the Primeval River Storm, which was gradually surging in from the surroundings, to recoil, retreat, and retreat further.

And the Ancient Dust Sword in Su Chen’s hand seethed with heat, appearing exceedingly eager, trembling.

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