Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2112 - 2210: Miscalculation? (First Update)

Fu Qianjiu’s initial elation and smile vanished abruptly.

"What?!" Fu Qianjiu was first taken aback, then vehemently shook his head. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!!"

Su Chen sparing his life was merely to demonstrate that even if Disciple Ke Wuxin successfully demonized, he would still be no match for him?

Ke Wuxin was currently at the Ninth Level of the Divine Lord Realm!

Nine Layers!

Furthermore, he was wielding demonic cultivation techniques, inherently boosting his combat power beyond that of an average Martial Cultivator at the same level. Yet, he was still no match for Su Chen?

What kind of jest was this?

Was Su Chen merely spewing empty words?

"You are lying to me!" Fu Qianjiu bellowed. "You did not foresee Wuxin successfully demonizing and reaching the ninth level of Divine Lord; you believed it would be the eighth level. You miscalculated!"

"Yes! You miscalculated!" Fu Qianjiu, appearing to have uncovered a monumental truth, became visibly excited.

He intensely scrutinized Su Chen’s eyes, seeking a flicker of the expression he desperately wished to see.

Alas.

There was none.

Su Chen's gaze remained placid, detached, assured, and commanding... from the very beginning, without any alteration in his demeanor.

From a distance, Aunt Lin chimed in with a sigh. "Su Chen might have spared Fu Qianjiu’s life precisely to show him that even if Ke Wuxin underwent successful demonization, he would still be outmatched. However, as Fu Qianjiu suggested, Su Chen did miscalculate to some extent."

Everyone had presumed that even with successful demonization, Ke Wuxin would cap at the eighth level of the Divine Lord Realm.

Perhaps Su Chen harbored the same expectation.

This likely explained Su Chen’s unwavering confidence.

Yet, the reality was the ninth level.

In Aunt Lin’s assessment, this was Su Chen’s misjudgment.

The disparity between the eighth and ninth levels might seem minor in terms of cultivation stages, but in raw power, it represented a chasm.

Could Su Chen still vanquish Ke Wuxin?

At least, Aunt Lin found the outcome uncertain.

"That scoundrel deserves it! Why did he become so arrogant?" An Yu scoffed with palpable displeasure, feeling Su Chen should have prevented Ke Wuxin from achieving successful demonization.

At that precise moment.

Ke Wuxin, already demonized, did not hesitate. His singular objective was to tear Su Chen asunder, drink his blood, and devour his flesh.

Beyond the ingrained resentment and hatred towards Su Chen within his very bones and soul, Su Chen’s Physical Body emanated a profoundly alluring scent. His subconscious urged him that consuming Su Chen would yield immense benefits.

"Demonic Sky Soul Hooking Hand!!!" Ke Wuxin thrust his hand forward. The desiccated, mummified-like tibia bone of his hand displayed no hint of rigidity; instead, it moved with uncanny agility.

A mere flick of his wrist sent tremors through his arm countless times per second. Waves upon waves of pure, refined Demonic Qi effortlessly flowed into the limb, creating layers of demonic resonance that conjured swirling specters of demons.

Then, Ke Wuxin’s arm swept out, his palm targeting Su Chen, pushing horizontally.

The instant it was unleashed.

A hand seal, black and utterly pure, violently expanded into the void.

Hiss hiss...

Eerie wails echoed across the heavens, instilling an uncontrollable terror. The sky above grew darker, tainted by Demonic Qi, resembling the onset of night.

The speed of the black palm seal was not swift; one might even describe it as slow. However, it grew infinitesimally, rapidly transforming into a colossal, sky-obscuring entity.

The palm seal bore a skeletal visage, its mere appearance sending a chilling penetration through one’s Divine Soul and marrow.

As the hand seal progressed, the space it traversed became void, with Triple Void Spaces retreating and chaos fragmenting.

Upon the hand seal, a peculiar eye materialized.

A Magic Eye, like an intricate carving, was etched into the center of the palm seal. Though enveloped by numerous formations, it could not conceal the Magic Eye’s frigid, malevolent, icy, and cruel essence...

The Magic Eye appeared remarkably lifelike, even exhibiting subtle movements like glances and blinks.

The presence of the Magic Eye seemed to imbue the palm seal with an inexhaustible life-taking power, bestowing it with great agility and an unsettling aura.

In mere moments.

From a distance.

Amidst the throng on Imperial Heart Plaza, sudden pandemonium erupted as a third of the Emperor's Sons clutched their heads, screaming in agony. "Ah ah ah ah... It hurts! It hurts!! What's happening to me?"

Instantly, Imperial Heart Plaza descended into chaos, a cacophony of desperate cries and despair.

"No! No!! No!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah... What is screaming in my mind?"

"I want to drink blood!"

"Kill kill kill kill..."

......

The scene grew increasingly tumultuous.

The Sons of the Emperor, clutching their heads and wailing, appeared to have their faces darkening upon closer inspection. Veins began to bulge, coursing with black blood that protruded like worm-like appendages from their faces, arms, and other body parts.

It was a truly horrifying sight.

Their distorted, hideous, and twisted faces sent shivers down one's spine.

They seemed to have completely lost their minds, tearing at their own faces, necks, and shoulders with their hands, oblivious to pain. They even extended their scarlet tongues to lick their own blood with a sense of contentment.

Furthermore, the eyes of these painfully screaming Sons of the Emperor slowly turned blood-red, their Qi furiously berserk, taking on a demonic essence.

They appeared to have been infected by a demon.

Rapidly, they fell into the Demon Path.

"Don't look into the eye on the demon's palm!!!" Aunt Lin suddenly shouted, her voice filled with solemn, restrained apprehension and terror.

That eye on the demon's palm was the primary cause for thousands of Sons of the Emperor demonizing instantly.

"Aunt Lin, what has happened?" An Yu's complexion turned somewhat pale, fear evident. It was too strange; merely looking at that palm seal could lead to transformation into a demon and entry into the Demon Path?

She herself had glanced at that palm seal.

"Yu'er, don't worry, only those weak in strength will be transformed," Aunt Lin comforted, her voice laced with coldness. "Ke Wuxin received the Supreme Dark Heaven's grant; this is what every Demonized Cultivator receives, a grant. But Ke Wuxin is different. Other demonized cultivators receive some low-grade demonic techniques or demonic martial arts from the Supreme Dark Heaven, but Ke Wuxin even received the 'Demonic Sky Soul Hooking Hand,' which is terrifyingly powerful!"

After a pause, Aunt Lin continued, "This 'Demonic Sky Soul Hooking Hand' is a top-tier demon technique of the Supreme Dark Heaven."

"Su Chen's situation is dire," Aunt Lin took a deep breath and said solemnly. "If Su Chen is overwhelmed later, then transmit a message via Sound Transmission to the Territory Master, have him dispatch Heavenly Domain experts here to slay Ke Wuxin. Otherwise, it will lead to endless troubles. Obtaining the 'Demonic Sky Soul Hooking Hand' at the onset of demonization means Ke Wuxin, this demon, has immense potential. If not slain early, he will bring endless harm to the entire Grand Cosmos World in the future."