Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 946 - 942: Supreme, Invincible (5 updates)

At this moment, Su Chen indeed found himself lost between life and death.

He didn’t know how long he had been howling and struggling!

In the end, there was only despair.

He truly couldn’t do anything.

Except for still having thought.

All that was left, had nothing to do with him.

Su Chen himself was also tired.

And had also fallen into despair.

His mind had shattered countless times and had also come together just as many times.

He was exhausted and even wished for death!!! ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

But even in seeking death.

He couldn’t do it!

"Could it be that I am to be forever frozen here? Am I to endlessly wither away within this desolate blood world?" Su Chen agonized over these thoughts.

This was simply more painful than death itself.

Outside.

Three days had passed.

On the entire Divine Stele Plaza.

Only five people remained in a state of comprehension.

Nalan Qingcheng, Ye Zhihen, Saint Asura, Helian Sha, Su Chen.

Just these five people.

Su Chen had long since shown no signs of life, as if he had truly died.

But, the milky-white Divine Charm still enveloped him.

Whereas Nalan Qingcheng, Ye Zhihen, Saint Asura, and Helian Sha had made sky-defying gains!!!

Nalan Qingcheng had now reached the Third Level Realm of Ancestral Saint Realm, Ye Zhihen the Fourth Level Realm, Helian Sha the Fifth Level Realm, and the most defiant of them all was Saint Asura, at the Seventh Layer Realm.

Saint Asura had completely surpassed the older generation of powerhouses.

If Saint Asura were to awaken now, individuals such as Sheng Yingkun, Hun Qing, Star Master, and others would be nothing before him.

The defiance of Saint Asura was beyond the limits of imagination.

In the history of tens of millions of years of comprehension from the Divine Stele, Saint Asura undoubtedly was the first in defiance.

What was even more horrifying was that it wasn’t just Saint Asura himself; seemingly, even the Asura Sword in his hand had received unimaginable benefits, becoming increasingly ancient, fierce, and bitingly cold.

Wan Tonghai had been smiling so much these past few days that his face had stiffened.

Everything felt like a dream.

And Zhang Danhe and Star Master were also extremely excited. Although their disciples, Ye Zhihen and Helian Sha, weren’t as horrifying as Saint Asura, they were still exceptional monsters and had made significant gains. They, too, were no longer a match for their disciples.

Only Sheng Yingkun had been silent for three days, appearing to have aged greatly and become more haggard.

Xiao Zhen had nearly cried his eyes dry in these three days.

Nangong Wu was not much different.

Who could have imagined such a scenario?

Even Yun Xi, with her wide breadth of knowledge, felt a sense of despair.

Su Chen indeed no longer showed any signs of life!!!

He was indeed dead.

But what was strange was that if Su Chen were truly dead, the Divine Charm from the Divine Stele shouldn’t continue to linger around him.

It was too bizarre.

"Brother Sheng, the dead cannot be brought back to life, take solace." Zhang Danhe sighed, life is unpredictable, thinking back to before the Divine Stele comprehension, his wariness and fear of Su Chen, and now looking at the present...

"Hehe... take solace," Moku also said the words take solace, but clearly there was a mocking undertone.

Star Master and Hun Qing said nothing.

Wan Tonghai also said nothing.

"Su Chen won’t have any issues!" Sheng Yingkun murmured to himself with conviction.

Zhang Danhe, Wan Tonghai, and the others exchanged glances and shook their heads. Even now, Sheng Yingkun still refuses to accept reality? Still harboring delusions? Hehe... it’s a bit pitiful.

That’s also true, the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect has been weak for so many years, and finally, they had a hope, a tremendous hope, yet it was suddenly extinguished. Anyone in his position would find it unbearable!

Time continued to pass.

Perhaps having accepted his fate, Su Chen grew accustomed, no longer struggled, no longer resisted, nor did his emotions fluctuate.

He prepared himself to be forever trapped in this world.

Not knowing how many years had passed, Su Chen didn’t even know if he was still Su Chen anymore?

But when Su Chen truly despaired, not holding onto a shred of hope.

Suddenly!!!

At a certain moment.

He suddenly felt as if, somehow, he could move.

Yes.

He could move.

This movement wasn’t the kind that would free him from this desolate, lifeless world; it was as if the entire world was moving with him.

He seemed to have truly integrated with this desolate, lifeless world, in the truest sense of having you in me, and me in you.

Now, he was the soul of this world.

Originally, he was trapped within this world, as if in a still frame, locked in place, but not truly integrated, at least not fully.

And now, it was a complete fusion, a kind derived from the heart, easygoing, freely roaming, moving at will.

Subsequently, Su Chen’s mind stirred.

In an instant.

This desolate, lifeless world, all the bloodstained earth took the shape of a human figure.

Then, it turned into a pagoda shape.

Then into a sea, a cloud.

With just a thought, the world would change according to his will.

"How marvelous." Su Chen was neither overjoyed nor sorrowful, but still felt a sense of wonder. This feeling was like a door to another world that had opened for him.

Very soon.

Su Chen suddenly received an overwhelming amount of information that he could hardly imagine!!!

"This desolate, lifeless, bloodstained world is the Inner World of the Martial Path God Stele? It contains all the Origin Energy of the Martial Path God Stele? And now, this Inner World, all this Origin Energy, are all mine?" Su Chen murmured to himself.

He finally knew what he had gained.

Others were comprehending, receiving bits of endowment given by the Martial Path God Stele.

But he, he had obtained the entire Martial Path God Stele!

Su Chen was stunned.

He never expected this.

Or rather, he never dared to imagine it.

It was this second.

Su Chen’s mind, along with the entire desolate, silent world stained with blood, was returning.

As if it was being pulled out by a black hole in the Azure Heaven.

The next moment.

Su Chen’s thoughts returned.

Returned to his physical body.

At the same time.

Accompanying this, there was also a cocoon-like, milky white chrysalis.

Resurrected from the dead.

Reborn.

Su Chen remained motionless, still silent and deathly still.

But that milky white chrysalis, it seemed to become a medium, transmitting the desolate, silent and blood-stained world to him, transferring all the Origin Energy within the Martial Path God Stele to him.

That feeling was warm and cozy.

Very comfortable.

He could feel his strength skyrocketing wildly.

Not the strengthening of the Physical Body, Divine Soul, or Mysterious Qi.

But the Divine Mansion.

The Divine Mansion was enhancing furiously.

It seemed that all the Origin Power of the Martial Path God Stele was being absorbed by the Divine Mansion.

On the Divine Stele Plaza.

All Martial Cultivators were staring at Su Chen!!!

How strange.

Extremely, extremely strange.

How could Su Chen, already dead, be enveloped by a cocoon?

This shouldn’t be happening at all!

Meanwhile.

Nalan Qingcheng awoke. Helian Sha awoke. Ye Zhihen awoke. Saint Asura awoke.

And Su Chen, still inside that milky white chrysalis.

"Master," Helian Sha suddenly lifted his head, his eyes carrying an Ultimate coldness and pride, an indescribable excitement.

He had gained immensely!

Not only had he become a Fifth Level Ancestral Saint Realm Martial Artist.

He also obtained the Immortal Slaying Forbidden Curse, a terrifying Secret Mystic Art surpassing the Desolate Level.

"Good, good, good!" Star Master exclaimed three consecutive times.

Ye Zhihen also approached Zhang Danhe’s side.

"Master, I obtained the Great Freedom Creation Technique, a Cultivation Technique surpassing the Desolate Level," Ye Zhihen said seriously, his demeanor somber and much more mature.

As for Saint Asura, he didn’t say anything, exhibiting only a silent and proud quietude.

Saint Asura was undoubtedly the center of attention.

An Ancestral Saint Realm Seventh Layer!

Nalan Qingcheng instinctively raised her head, looking for Su Chen’s figure, wanting to share her joy with him as she too had gained significantly.

But she couldn’t find Su Chen.

"Stunning Sister..." Xiao Zhen rushed towards her, tears streaming down her face: "Su Chen, he..."

"What happened to Su Chen?" Nalan Qingcheng had a foreboding intuition.

Xiao Zhen, with trembling hands, pointed towards Su Chen’s location: "Su Chen has died, sob sob sob..."

Dead? Nalan Qingcheng’s face turned deathly pale in an instant!

She nearly fell to the ground.

Instinctively, she looked towards Su Chen’s location.

There was a milky white chrysalis.

But on that chrysalis, indeed, there wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of Qi, not a trace of life aura.

The next moment.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Nalan Qingcheng and Xiao Zhen instinctively wanted to rush towards Su Chen.

But, for some reason, they couldn’t get close at all, as if an invisible force was stopping them.

"Dead? That’s letting you off easy." At the same second, Saint Asura glanced indifferently at Su Chen’s chrysalis and said distantly, adding a touch of cruel amusement to his indifferent tone.

From the Divine Stele comprehension, the advantages he gained were earth-shattering!

His strength had increased by more than a hundredfold!

To put it bluntly, he could now, just by willing it, squash his own master Wan Tonghai as effortlessly as crushing an ant.

Without reaching his level, it would be very difficult to imagine just how powerful the Seventh Layer of the Ancestral Saint Realm truly was?

Moreover, he also obtained the Asura Slaying Heaven Technique, a horrifyingly suitable martial skill for him that surpassed the Desolate Level.

His Asura Sword, too, had been strengthened more than once during Divine Stele comprehension.

The faint voice of Saint Asura did not get suppressed but spread all around; everyone heard it, and Nalan Qingcheng suddenly lifted her head, her gaze frosty, "What did you say?!"

"I said, did Su Chen die? If he did, it really lets him off easy, saving me the trouble of killing him with my own hands. If I personally made a move, it won’t be so easy for him to die a painless death!" Saint Asura blinked, completely indifferent to Nalan Qingcheng’s emotions.

Saint Asura now cared about no one’s feelings.

Because he was fearless and without dread.

He was the strongest.

He was invincible.

Whatever he wanted to say, was the law; whatever he wanted to do, was fate...

But Nalan Qingcheng was ready to make a move!

Unexpectedly.

Someone stood in front of her.

It was Hun Qing.

"Senior Hun Qing, step aside," Nalan Qingcheng’s voice was cold as a blood-soaked ice.

"Qingcheng, Su Chen is dead," Hun Qing said indifferently: "This is his fate!!! Died as a punishment from the Martial Path God Stele! It’s the same as a Heavenly Punishment!"

"Hun Qing, step aside." Nalan Qingcheng’s eyes had turned blood-red, and she was on the verge of going berserk.