Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2052 - 2148: Like a Madman (Part 4)

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Previously on Urban Super Medical Sage...
Facing ruin, Di Jie and the elders decide to detonate the front segment of the Mother River to kill Su Chen, despite the severe consequences for the Di Family's future cultivation. Seven million Di Family cultivators gather and channel their energy into the river, preparing for the detonation and hoping Su Chen is trapped within.

Huff, huff, huff...

The mysterious Qi surged wildly once more, making its way towards the vanguard of the Mother River.

At this precise moment.

Where the Mother River's initial and middle sections converged.

The Iceflame Vermilion Bird remained steadfastly by Su Chen's side.

"Iceflame, how much longer until the intense frontal burst occurs?" Su Chen inquired.

"Approximately thirty breaths," the Iceflame Vermilion Bird estimated.

"Hmm, then we can proceed into the middle segment. That Emperor Ring truly has some peculiar ideas, haha... Does he actually believe this can finish me?" Su Chen scoffed contemptuously, now genuinely questioning the Emperor Ring's intelligence.

Is he not, in essence, a complete imbecile?

"Haha... When you reappear alive before the Emperor Ring in a month or two, I imagine his expression will be quite something to behold," the Iceflame Vermilion Bird chuckled, a hint of malicious glee in its tone.

In the subsequent instant.

Su Chen stepped directly into the middle segment of the Mother River.

In reality, a distinct demarcation, akin to an Array Gate, separated the middle and front sections of the Mother River.

This barrier was not easily overcome.

Fortunately, with the Iceflame Vermilion Bird's presence, its extraordinary abilities proved instrumental, effortlessly resolving this obstacle.

In the blink of an eye.

Su Chen successfully entered the middle segment of the Mother River.

The moment he crossed the threshold.

Boom!!!

Su Chen instantly collapsed to the ground, his very being feeling as though it had been reduced to mere skeletal remnants, his flesh mangled into a bloody ruin.

Su Chen's appearance was now utterly inhuman.

"Ahhhhh..." Although Su Chen had braced himself, the agony at this moment still pierced him to the core. He let out a scream, a piercing howl of pure misery.

"Kid, I neglected to mention that the tempest in the Mother River's middle segment doesn't merely surge with power roughly fivefold that of the front section; more critically, there's a corrosive toxicity lurking within this segment's storm," the Iceflame Vermilion Bird's voice resonated in Su Chen's ears.

"Damn it!" Su Chen cursed under his breath, attempting to push himself up with his hands, straining with all his might to stand, but found it utterly impossible. Items like the Wind Absorbing Pearl were now completely useless, having only served to counter the storm in the front segment.

Huff, huff, huff...

He panted heavily, frantically circulating his bloodline, the chaotic flow, desperately employing the Temporal Heavenly Dao, among other techniques.

Regrettably, the effects were minimal.

At this juncture, the tempest completely subdued him, pinning him to the ground as if he were asleep in a prone position.

The oppressive gravity felt as if it exerted trillions upon trillions of Dragon's Force, a truly terrifying sensation.

It was akin to the entirety of the Advanced Martial Plane bearing down upon him.

Su Chen's eyes had long since turned a deep, unsettling blood-red.

Boom!!!

Soon after, Su Chen managed to prop himself up with his hands through sheer exertion, but the very notion of standing was brutally extinguished. His hands fractured under the immense pressure.

"It appears I cannot simply push forward; I must first acclimate to the middle segment's storm," Su Chen murmured, a measure of calm returning to him. At present, let alone advancing, even the simple act of standing upright was an impossibility.

"Lying here, enduring this, is also a form of body cultivation," Su Chen declared, taking a deep inhalation, his composure steadily growing.

In the following moment, he ceased his futile struggles.

He turned his attention to scrutinizing the Emperor’s Treasure Abyss.

Although the more than thirty top-tier Heavenly and Earthly Treasures within the Emperor’s Treasure Abyss had been consumed by him during his passage through the Mother River's front segment.

Nevertheless, it was still the Emperor’s Treasure Abyss, and other valuable items remained!

For instance, there were elixirs.

Setting aside the Life-and-Death Reversing Pill for a moment.

Even other elixirs, such as the Divine Nine Revolutions Pill, the Undying Spirit Crow Pill, and the Sky Exploding Mysterious Qi Pill, were undeniably the pinnacle of medicinal concoctions!

The medicinal potency contained within these pills was equally formidable.

Su Chen made a count; excluding the Life-and-Death Reversing Pill, there were a total of over seventy such premium pills.

"The medicinal power within these pills is immense, yet concurrently, the side effects are exceedingly potent," Su Chen mused. As a general rule, any pill comes with significant drawbacks; consuming too many can compromise one's martial foundation. However, for Su Chen, such concerns were nonexistent.

Firstly, his formidable Divine Mansion possessed the capacity to refine and purge all impurities, including the side effects generated by these pills.

Secondly, the overwhelming tempest of the Mother River's Middle Section provided an environment conducive to fully absorbing these pills rapidly, thereby mitigating their adverse effects.

Thirdly, the inclusive and absorptive nature of the Ancient Soul Ancestral Vein.

With these three factors in his favor.

"Wow."

Su Chen opened his mouth wide, discarding all inhibitions.

He proceeded to ingest all of these seventy-plus pills in a single, unhesitating gulp!!!

Should the Emperor Ring witness this spectacle, not only would his heart shatter into a million pieces with sorrow, but his eyes would also be blinded by sheer, trembling terror.

As for these seventy-plus peak-grade pills, even for the Emperor Ring himself, across his current lifetime and countless future eons, he could only dare to consume two or three at most. To partake in more would overwhelm his physical body, render the side effects unmanageable, and shatter his martial foundation.

Furthermore, those precious few pills would necessitate an interval of several million years between each ingestion, requiring the utmost caution and meticulous care.

To consume them with such haste as Su Chen, swallowing over seventy in a single gulp, is akin to witnessing a hallucination within a hallucination.

Not to mention himself, even the most formidable, ancient beings who have endured epochs in the Grand Cosmos World would never dare attempt such a feat.

Across the entire Flame Universe Plane, perhaps only Su Chen would possess the audacity.

In the very next moment.

The seventy-plus supreme pills were directly assimilated by the Divine Mansion.

The overwhelming medicinal potency transformed into a liquid essence, coursing through Su Chen's flesh, meridians, and bones, drop by potent drop!

Su Chen's aura began to surge with unrestrained violence, threatening to tear apart the very skeletal structure of his bloodied form.

Meanwhile, in the external world.

The leading section of the Mother River continued its relentless expansion.

The Emperor Ring, suspended in mid-air, ceaselessly urged, "Continue! Continue!! Continue!!"

The Mother River's forefront had already swelled to over ten times its original magnitude.

It pulsed with an unimaginable aura of obliteration and annihilation.

"Excellent. Cease," a sudden, brilliant flash in the Emperor Ring's eyes commanded, his roar echoing forth.

Instantly, the seven million Martial Cultivators assembled in the Realm of Returning to Truth behind him halted their actions.

The Emperor Ring's gaze remained locked onto the verge of rupture that was the Mother River's leading edge. He then erupted into frenzied laughter, howling, "Su Chen! You wretch!!! You damnable scoundrel deserving of a billion deaths! Ultimately, you will perish by my hand! Are you desperate now? Do you regret it? Are you in agony? Hahahaha... Hahahahahahas!"

The Emperor Ring's laughter was a torrent of visceral release, a catharsis for his pent-up fury.

The Di Family had been nearly annihilated due to Su Chen; their influence was already ninety percent decimated.

His hatred had reached its absolute zenith.

Without this vent, this unburdening, he would surely succumb to madness or become a demon.

At this precise juncture, the Emperor Ring's eyes burned with a blood-red intensity, making him a terrifying sight to behold.

"Little wretch, farewell!!! I am sending you on your final voyage!" the Emperor Ring bellowed, each word resonating across the entirety of the Imperial Realm like thunderclaps and sharp blades, filled with tremors.

As his voice faded.

The Emperor Ring thrust a finger towards the maximally expanded Mother River below.

A radiant halo descended like a piercing bolt.

The instant it made contact with the Mother River's forefront.

Boom...!

It detonated!

It truly, catastrophically exploded!

The Mother River's leading section erupted as if a billion nuclear warheads had detonated in unison.

In that instant, it felt as though the entire Imperial Realm was subjected to a level fifty earthquake.

Mountains within the Imperial Realm crumbled and shattered.

The very firmament of the Imperial Realm began to warp and tear, birthing a multitude of black holes and spatial rifts.

Even more terrifyingly, the Boundary Gate of the Imperial Realm, which had remained steadfast for billions of years, was annihilated.

"Die! Die!! Die!!! Die!!! Little wretch, if you survive this, I'll concede defeat!" the Emperor Ring's raspy voice echoed from above, a chilling blend of sorrow and madness, his disheveled hair framing a face contorted like a lunatic's.

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