Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2393 - 2492: Destroying Everything He Had, Incomparable! (3rd Update)

As for Hong Yiren, she let out a miserable laugh as she trembled, her State of Mind completely shattered. She shook her head, looking as if her mind had become somewhat unhinged. Hong Tianya wasn’t any better off, left with nothing but shaking his head, shaking his head, shaking his head...

"No! Impossible!!!" Hong Zhou roared hoarsely, his voice so loud it seemed to blanket heaven and earth.

That voice was like a terrifying Divine weapon, spreading toward the four directions. Falling into the Thousands Swords City below, how many Martial Cultivators were heavily injured by the shockwaves of that voice, bleeding from their seven orifices, their life or death unknown?

While Hong Zhou’s roar was still echoing, it came, that one Sword of Ling, came...

That Sword first crushed Hong Zhou’s Divine Sword Reversing the Nine Heavens, yet there was not the slightest sense of consumption, not the slightest pause. The Sword Edge that looked so ordinary carried an earth‑shocking, heaven‑shattering speed; it was so fast that even Triple Void hadn’t reacted before it landed on Hong Zhou’s body.

It fell upon his shoulder.

Poof...

Hong Zhou’s shoulder trembled, then directly fell to the ground. Blood gushed madly as Hong Zhou’s arm was severed.

Moreover, this arm could never be restored.

It was cut off completely.

Without this arm, Hong Zhou’s path of martial arts cultivation was more or less at its end.

Su Chen’s strike was vicious enough.

He directly destroyed Hong Zhou’s Martial Arts life.

What’s more, the arm Su Chen severed just happened to be Hong Zhou’s accustomed Sword hand. From now on, his path of Sword Dao was basically completely broken. At his current age, to switch hands to wield the Sword, it was almost impossible for him to achieve anything.

Far too late.

Overall, that Sword of Su Chen’s destroyed everything he had!!!

It was practically a fate worse than death.

Hong Zhou staggered, blood pouring wildly. His face turned deathly pale at a frightening speed, despair reaching the extreme. He... he was crippled...

Hong Zhou stared at Su Chen’s back, which was about to disappear, with only terror in the depths of his eyes.

The utmost terror.

An indescribable terror.

In this world, how... how could there exist such a terrifying Martial Cultivator?

In fact, in Hong Zhou’s view, this man... this... this man could already be compared to that monstrous freak of an older brother of his!

And yet he had actually provoked such a person.

.........

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"Thank you." Qianqiu Xue apologized to Su Chen, shock flooding her heart as well.

She knew that just now, Su Chen hadn’t gone all out. She had crossed hands with Su Chen before and knew that Su Chen still had several terrifying Hidden Cards and Ultimate Moves.

Just now, Su Chen hadn’t used any of them.

Yet even so, he still instantly defeated the direct lineage disciple of the Sword Tomb Sacred Land, instantly defeated a terrifying powerhouse at the Prison Suppressing Emperor Extreme Realm Seventh Level!

It was truly despair‑inducing!

To tell the truth, the reason Qianqiu Xue had come out to temper herself was because, deep down, didn’t she also want to improve, to advance, so that one day in the future she could defeat Su Chen again, surpass Su Chen, overtake Su Chen?

But the reality was...

In the face of some Monsters, you really had to accept your fate.

Qianqiu Xue thought of her Master. Her Master, Song Qingqian, had paid an enormous price to help repair the Origin, Essence Blood, and so on that had been injured in that battle with Su Chen years ago, restoring her Martial Arts foundation and helping her reclaim her Martial Dao Mental State and the like. Yet not long ago, Master had told her not to compare herself to Su Chen.

Master had said that the Martial Cultivators of the Grand Cosmos World were divided into two types: the first type was Su Chen, and the second type was everyone other than Su Chen.

Master had said that if she had to compare, she should compare herself to the second type of Martial Cultivators.

But Qianqiu Xue refused to accept that.

Thus came the matter of venturing out for tempering.

In order to rapidly improve her Strength, she needed fortuitous encounters, needed vast amounts of Martial Cultivation Resources. That was why she had gone to the Hei Mang Mountain Range to hunt Ancient Lineage Species, which led to everything that followed. She hadn’t expected that, going around in circles, she would end up being saved by Su Chen.

"No need to thank me." Su Chen said calmly. The main reason he stepped out was because Hong Zhou had mocked the Saint Academy; rescuing Qianqiu Xue was purely incidental.

"Su Chen, where are you going? Are you also out here for tempering?" Qianqiu Xue raised her head, looked at Su Chen, and asked. In truth, her nature was very, very cold; she had almost never taken the initiative to understand what others wanted to do, were going to do, or planned to do.

"No, I still have matters to attend to. Let’s part ways here for now." Su Chen stopped and glanced at Qianqiu Xue, saying, "The Grand Cosmos World is vast. Your Strength is decent, but you still need to be careful. Take care."

With that, Su Chen didn’t hesitate in the slightest and headed straight toward the Array Gate of the Thousands Swords City.

Very soon.

Su Chen arrived before the Array Gate.

In front of the Array Gate, there were Martial Cultivators of the Thousands Swords City standing guard.

But when they saw that it was Su Chen descending, who dared to stop him?!!!

Don’t even talk about blocking him—at the very first instant these guard Martial Cultivators saw Su Chen, they... they directly knelt...

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Cold Abyss Palace.

The Plane where Cold Abyss Palace was located was an Ice and Snow Continent.

Its area was large enough, but it wasn’t suitable for Martial Cultivators other than those cultivating the Cold Abyss Scripture to live in.

Therefore, on the Plane where Cold Abyss Palace was located, there actually weren’t many Martial Cultivators. At its Peak, all added together, there were only about ten billion.

At this moment.

In the Cloud Sea Gorge at the outermost edge of Cold Abyss Palace.

The cold wind howled.

Snowflakes fluttered.

The air was filled with a bone‑chilling cold, and even more with the scent of blood.

From the sky, looking down, countless corpses filled the vast Cloud Sea Gorge.

These corpses had already been covered by icy snowflakes, and some of the blood had long since frozen into Blood Crystal Blocks.

As for Cold Abyss City, the main city of Cold Abyss Palace located dozens of kilometers away from Cloud Sea Gorge, it had long since become an empty city.

The Martial Cultivators who had originally lived in Cold Abyss City had already withdrawn more than ninety‑nine percent. The entire city was desolate to the extreme; apart from a few of the old, weak, sick, and disabled, everyone had evacuated. The former prosperity had turned into Void.

Within Cloud Sea Gorge.

One massive tent after another stood firmly in the wind.

Each tent housed the direct lineage disciples of Cold Abyss Palace.

A full several hundred thousand disciples had already been stationed here for more than ten years!!!

These ten years, every single moment, they had been in a state of tension, every single moment on guard against the sudden outbreak of a life‑and‑death war.

Ten years ago, the Yang Family launched their first assault.

At that time.

Roughly one‑third of the direct lineage of the entire Cold Abyss Palace died or were wounded. How could the blood have flowed for only a mere thousand li? It was tragic to the extreme.

Even the Elders of Cold Abyss Palace lost four. As for those stewards and offerings and the like, dozens more died. The direct lineage lost hundreds of thousands, and as for the ordinary Outer Branch disciples, more than a billion died.

Cold Abyss Palace had nearly been exterminated ten years ago.

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At this moment.

Inside one of the largest tents.

A great hall had been set up.

Inside the hall, there were around a hundred Martial Cultivators, some standing, some sitting.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

At the very top was Tang Qingya, the Palace Master of Cold Abyss Palace.

Beside Tang Qingya was currently the strongest person in Cold Abyss Palace, the Supreme Elder, the Crimson Xuan Old Matron.

Xue Hanyue stood not far behind Tang Qingya.

Further to both sides were several Elders, more than a dozen offerings, dozens of stewards, and dozens of Direct Disciples.