Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2067 - 2164: True Strength Lies Within Oneself (Second Update)
Previously on Urban Super Medical Sage...
"Young Miss, you should realize by now who your rightful husband is, should you not? Young Miss, while your beauty is undeniable, your understanding seems to lag behind. Is the Young Master not vastly superior to this fellow, by a margin of one hundred thousand miles?" Di Xu mused internally. She genuinely couldn't fathom why the Young Miss would favor Su Chen over Hu Zong. Was she truly blind? One only needed to observe the stark contrast: the Young Master's commanding presence versus Su Chen's utter inability to even dare a movement, like a pathetic ant marked for doom—how pitiful!
And at that precise moment.
It arrived.
It certainly did arrive.
Hu Zong’s fist seal materialized before Su Chen, incredibly close, its searing heat painting Su Chen’s face a blood-red hue, as if it were moments away from melting him into the very void with its molten fury.
Just as all eyes were fixed, anticipating Su Chen's incineration into ashes.
Su Chen offered a smile.
A smile tinged with a peculiar disinterest and utter disdain.
Then.
He still remained motionless.
Instead, he activated the Illusion Crystal!!!
Although the Illusion Crystal wasn't the pinnacle of treasures, its potency scaled with Su Chen’s burgeoning strength.
Consequently, the Illusion Crystal at this juncture was quite formidable.
Under Su Chen’s command, the surrounding aura contorted into a sharp, piercing, icicle-like projection.
Astonishingly, it intercepted Hu Zong’s formidable fist seal.
It became evident; Hu Zong’s fist seal had been halted.
It... it... it stopped?
Within the confines of the Imperial Realm, the multitude of martial cultivators watched, breathless, utterly dumbfounded.
Yet, the true astonishment was yet to unfold.
The Illusion Crystal Spear not only repelled Hu Zong’s fist seal, but it also... it also pierced through it as if it were soft tofu, with an ease that defied belief, absolutely effortless.
The Illusion Crystal Spear became deeply embedded within Hu Zong’s fist seal.
The blazing, annihilating, overwhelming fist seal began to dissipate!!!
It fractured and scattered, seemingly in terror.
"What?!" Hu Zong’s eyes contorted violently, his crimson irises bulging as if ready to erupt.
His chest convulsed with each breath, disbelief etched upon his features!
How could such a turn of events occur?
He, a venerable martial cultivator of the Divine Lord Realm, had unleashed his full might, yet he couldn't vanquish a mere Half-Step Divine Sovereign in a single, decisive blow?
How was this remotely possible?
It was akin to an immense elephant bringing down its full force upon a tender chick, and yet the chick remained stubbornly alive.
Utterly shocking.
Unfathomably unbelievable.
Even Yang Su, Xue Xue, Li Chui, and the others present narrowed their eyes, a profound sense of shock rippling through them.
A full-powered assault from a Divine Lord Realm First Level cultivator failing to obliterate a Half-Step Divine Sovereign was an exceedingly rare occurrence in their collective memories, even within the vast expanse of the Grand Cosmos World.
Di Jie, Di Xu, Di Liu, and the countless members of the Imperial Family collectively gasped, equally rendered speechless by bewilderment.
"Relying on mere treasures?! Treasures are not your own strength!" After a brief period of intense emotional turmoil, Hu Zong regained a semblance of composure and roared furiously, launching another assault.
Swish!
A sword manifested.
He raised his hand, and a sword materialized.
What appeared as a straightforward strike was, in reality, anything but simple.
The reddish-brown Sword Light, remarkably thin and intensely focused, possessed a peculiar quality, resembling crimson threads adrift in the chaotic void. It emanated an utterly pure killing intent, seemingly imbued with its own consciousness, fixated solely on Su Chen.
An intensely chilling aura, akin to being plunged into absolute zero, plummeted the surrounding Triple Void’s temperature by a staggering eighty percent.
Even more terrifyingly, throughout the entirety of the Imperial Realm, innumerable members of the Imperial Family felt as though the very blood coursing through their veins had solidified, their lives appearing to be precariously held within Hu Zong’s grasp.
A profoundly fearsome sword technique.
Innately terrifying.
This particular sword art, known as the "Guile Slayer Sword," originated from a Great Emperor. Although not conceived after their ascension to Emperor status, it was rumored that at the time of its inception, the Great Emperor already possessed considerable power, thus ensuring the exceptional quality of this swordsmanship.
Furthermore, Hu Zong had diligently practiced this swordsmanship from his formative years, achieving an unparalleled level of mastery, and demonstrating absolute perfection in sword intent with every singular movement.
However.
Before any observer present could even begin to anticipate the true might of this sword...
Suddenly.
The Sword Light, which had seemed to meld with the chaotic void like drifting threads, felt as though it was unceremoniously plucked free, incapable of concealing itself, rendered starkly visible to all onlookers.
And even more bizarrely, that Sword Light appeared somewhat frozen in place.
Then.
The Illusion Crystal transmuted into a Sword Light – semi-transparent, appearing almost ethereal, moving silently without even the slightest ripple of sword intent, yet its speed was so extreme as to be nearly imperceptible to the naked eye.
Upon closer scrutiny.
Hiss...
The Sword Light emanating from Hu Zong’s "Guile Slayer Sword" fractured precisely in its midpoint, dissolving into nothingness within the void!!!
Without the slightest semblance of resistance.
The disparity in power was colossal.
"No! Impossible!" Hu Zong's body trembled, almost collapsing. Whether it was the preceding punch or the current sword strike, both represented his utmost effort! How, at the First Level of the Divine Lord Realm, could such power be so easily negated? Hu Zong's heart burned with fury as he fixed his gaze upon Su Chen, who remained standing, completely unfazed, exuding an aura of relaxed indifference. His eyes grew even redder with rage. He yearned to unleash a third attack. But alas, no such opportunity would arise. Having shattered the Sword Light of the "Guile Slayer Sword," the Illusion Crystal Sword continued its relentless advance toward Hu Zong, its momentum unbroken. It moved like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, hurtling forward with incredible speed. Far too swift. Too fast for Hu Zong to even contemplate a response. Hu Zong felt the chilling touch of impending death. His heart seemed to cease its beating. Terror. An overwhelming, unbearable panic seized him. His once bloodshot and vengeful eyes transformed into pools of sheer dread. In the span of a single breath. The Illusion Crystal Sword was already at Hu Zong's throat. In the span of a single breath. *Chh!!!* A sharp, piercing sound tore through the air. The Illusion Crystal Sword disintegrated. Xue Xue materialized beside Hu Zong, an ancient, forbidding Heavy Sword held in his hand, its dark blade exuding a chilling aura. He turned to face Su Chen, his dark eyes inscrutable. "A fine treasure indeed. But ultimately, external forces are merely external," Xue Xue stated, his voice icy, capable of freezing all within earshot. "Kill him! Kill him!!" Hu Zong shrieked, drenched in a cold sweat, his complexion ashen. He had narrowly escaped demise! "Heh heh..." Su Chen let out a chuckle, as if engaged in a casual game. He cast a glance at Xue Xue, remarking, "Decent strength." It was genuinely decent; shattering the Illusion Crystal Sword with a single blow demonstrated a power that far surpassed Hu Zong's, without a shadow of a doubt.