Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2111 - 2209: Do You Know Why? (4th Update)

The might of 3500 Chaos Power is more than sufficient to shatter a cultivator at the Eighth Level of the Divine Lord Realm.

Furthermore, there exists the terrifyingly rare Seventh Stage Middle Stage Sword Rhyme, beyond imagination.

Added to this is the convergence of Agile Level Great Dao Rules, among other astounding attributes.

This particular sword strike is undeniably formidable.

As the sword moved, it caused space and time to freeze instantaneously.

Thoughts were arrested, gazes were held captive.

With a single sweep of the sword, it was as if a divine brush was painting across the very heavens.

Describing its speed as merely swift or its nature as fierce no longer suffices.

This swordplay is utterly natural, seamless.

As if wielded by a Heavenly Sword itself.

"……" The moment Su Chen executed his sword strike, Fu Qianjiu's heart plunged into an abyss of despair; he recognized his profound error.

A catastrophic mistake.

A devastating miscalculation.

It transpired that... it transpired that... it transpired that when Su Chen previously contended with his disciple, Ke Wuxin, he... he had not yet revealed his full power.

It became evident that Su Chen's true strength far surpassed my wildest estimations.

In that fleeting instant, as a cultivator at the Eighth Level of the Divine Lord Realm and the esteemed Dean of the Imperial Academy, Fu Qianjiu desperately realized he lacked even the basic qualification to evade this sword, nor did he possess an iota of confidence to mount a defense!

However.

Fu Qianjiu, after all, is an ancient powerhouse who has existed for over a billion years, weathering innumerable battles.

His experience is vast.

After a moment of trembling terror and ultimate despair.

He compelled himself to activate his defensive treasure.

The Dragon Elephant Armor.

A defensive artifact meticulously crafted from the hide of the legendary Void Dragon Elephant.

The Void Dragon Elephant, a monstrous behemoth that roams the void, a creature on par with the terrifying void-devouring entities.

This Dragon Elephant Armor was a token of gratitude bestowed upon the Imperial Academy by a prodigy who, years later, having ascended to the Grand Cosmos World, returned to express his appreciation for the academy's foundational guidance.

Though not classified as an Imperial Soldier, this Dragon Elephant Armor possesses defensive capabilities far exceeding those of typical Cloud Imperial Weapon artifacts.

Fu Qianjiu had previously tested its mettle when he was at the Seventh Level of the Divine Lord Realm; he unleashed his full might against the Dragon Elephant Armor in a controlled experiment, and the outcome was complete and utter defense.

In a fraction of a breath.

The Dragon Elephant Armor seamlessly enveloped Fu Qianjiu's person.

Without any temporal delay.

The Sword!

Arrived.

Squeak...

A peculiar, slightly shrill, and strangely dissonant sound resonated through the air.

Then.

Visible to the naked eye, the Dragon Elephant Armor abruptly lost its luminescence and its aura dissipated.

A distinct sword scar etched itself across the Dragon Elephant Armor's surface.

The scar left by the sword was impeccably precise.

It had penetrated!!!

Completely breached.

Effortlessly vanquished.

Simultaneously.

Upon Fu Qianjiu's neck, a sliver of bright red appeared, an incredibly, exquisitely thin crimson line.

Fu Qianjiu remained alive, yet he was petrified to the extent that his very soul felt as though it had been ripped away.

In that precise moment, he had tangibly felt the presence of Death itself.

A one hundred percent certainty of impending demise!

He had survived.

He was utterly bewildered.

His gaze remained fixed upon Su Chen, filled with profound confusion.

He was absolutely certain that Su Chen had deliberately restrained his sword strike moments before, refraining from taking his life.

Su Chen had intentionally spared him.

What could be the reason?

Fu Qianjiu stared intently at Su Chen, his divine soul reeling from the immense shock, his mind consumed by utter bewilderment!!!

Why didn't he simply end my life then and there?

A bone-chilling cold permeated Fu Qianjiu's entire being; as he gazed at Su Chen, his mind replayed the memory of Su Chen's earlier sword strike – extraordinary, utterly extraordinary, the most powerful, most incredible, most ferocious, swiftest, most aggressive, and purest sword technique he had ever witnessed in his existence spanning over a billion years.

This peerless sword technique originated from a young man who had not yet reached the age of five hundred!

Hahaha...

Back then, the Sixth Dean, myself, and indeed the entirety of the Imperial Academy believed that securing Ke Wuxin and supplanting Su Chen was a stroke of unparalleled genius, the greatest fortune imaginable!

How laughable.

What stark irony!

"So immensely powerful!!!" From a distance, Aunt Lin's complexion turned ashen; she swallowed hard, her voice betraying a slight tremor: "Yesterday, when he... when he attacked us, he hadn't even exerted a tenth of his true strength. Truly astonishing power."

Moments ago, Su Chen's sword had not been directed towards her.

Yet, she had still felt an overwhelming death aura, a potent will that seemed to demand her utter submission!

In that instant, Su Chen's sword possessed the capability to dispatch an Eighth Level Divine Lord Realm expert at their peak with a single, effortless blow.

He is indeed that powerful, unimaginably so.

"He..." An Yu attempted to voice a remark.

But at that precise juncture.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..." A series of piercing, sinister, roaring, cruel, and earth-shattering bizarre laughter echoed, a sound that, despite being mere laughter, inexplicably instilled an unfathomable, chilling dread.

The laughter emanated from Ke Wuxin.

Emanating from a figure over ten meters tall, cloaked in a swirling black torrent, with bleeding-red eyes and almost fleshless skin, Ke Wuxin had fully transformed into a demon.

The entire transformation process had concluded successfully.

Nine Layers!

The Ninth Level of the Divine Lord Realm!

He had actually reached the Ninth Level of the Divine Lord Realm!

At this very moment, Ke Wuxin was... was... was at the Ninth Level of the Divine Lord Realm!

Ke Wuxin let out a demonic, unrestrained laugh.

His laughter alone forced eighty percent of the Sons of the Emperor present in Imperial Heart Plaza to their knees. Even without making a move, merely standing there and laughing, Ke Wuxin enveloped the entire plaza in waves of dark demonic Qi. Everyone felt a sense of losing themselves, as if teetering on the brink of life and death—it was utterly terrifying!

"Su Chen... You squandered your chance. I successfully completed my demonization, yet you remained idle. It was your own lack of foresight. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Don't blame others! Su Chen, do you regret it?!" Ke Wuxin then fixed his gaze on Su Chen and bellowed.

He still retained a sliver of consciousness, though his voice was dreadfully stiff, laden with immense bloodlust and negative emotions.

"This... What do we do now? He actually completed the demonization, the Divine Lord Realm... the Ninth Level..." An Yu's face drained of all color.

Aunt Lin fell into a deep, silent dread, her eyes wide with profound fear. The current Ke Wuxin gave her the impression of an unfathomable, supreme being.

Su Chen had forfeited his best opportunity to eliminate Ke Wuxin.

Su Chen had made a critical misstep!

This single wrong step could very well prove to be a fatal mistake!!!

"Excellent." Fu Qianjiu guffawed, his laughter echoing with unbridled excitement. He knew his objective had been met.

Ke Wuxin had successfully demonized, and incredibly, unbelievably, his transformation was a resounding success.

The Ninth Level of the Divine Lord Realm! It far exceeded all expectations.

Su Chen would undoubtedly perish. Despite the immense price paid, as long as Su Chen was dead, it was all worth it. Truly worth it.

In that exact same second.

"Director, do you know why my sword didn't strike you down earlier?" Su Chen shifted his gaze slightly, looking towards the flushed and excited Fu Qianjiu.

Fu Qianjiu's expression faltered.

"It's because I decided to spare your life first, to let you witness that even after successfully demonizing, Ke Wuxin is still pitifully weak." Su Chen chuckled, his smile faint, yet containing boundless confidence and pure dominance.

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