The Divine Urban Physician

The Sealed Gate realm experts who had sought to approach Ye Chen were suddenly transformed into ice sculptures. Their frozen forms stood rigid, resembling lifeless statues. Elder Chen’s expression shifted dramatically. Just how powerful was Ye Chen?!

Ye Chen’s gaze was filled with coldness. Since these individuals had chosen to obstruct him, there was no reason to show them any courtesy.

With a swift motion, he unleashed a sword beam. Ye Chen waved his hand, and a brilliant sword beam surged forth.

Kacha!

Boom!

The ice sculptures shattered, and the experts were sent reeling, spitting blood. A layer of frost clung to their bodies, evidence of their defeat. Their faces were bruised and swollen, their complexions pale and drained of strength. Some of the experts had sustained severe injuries, emanating only faint auras of life.

It had only taken one sword strike to defeat these experts, whose strength had been temporarily increased.

Elder Chen’s lips twisted into a bitter smile. He now understood the harsh truth. They were no match for Ye Chen.

If they were to challenge Ye Chen, they needed to summon a greater force.

Ye Chen’s cold eyes remained devoid of emotion as he advanced into the Spirit Immortal Palace. Upon entering, he encountered a group of disciples arrayed before him, wielding sharp blades, short knives, and long whips.

These individuals were disciples of the Spirit Immortal Palace. With the palace in peril, they felt compelled to take a stand.

Ye Chen’s lips curled in disdain at the sight of these disciples. A ragtag group believed they could halt his progress?

A chilling aura gathered ominously in the air.

The disciples retreated as one.

Some could no longer maintain their grip on their weapons, their legs trembling, and sweat beading on their foreheads.

”Get lost!” Ye Chen bellowed, his voice laced with fury. The command was imbued with a fearsome presence.

Puchi!

The disciples at the front coughed up blood and collapsed, his fate uncertain.

Ye Chen found no need to engage these disciples any further. At their level, sheer numbers held little significance.

”What is the matter? Is there no one else in the Spirit Immortal Palace? Do you wish for these disciples to perish?”

Ye Chen gripped the Rotten Beast Sword tightly, pointing it at the disciples. A horrific killing intent gripped the disciples’ hearts.

Every disciple of the Spirit Immortal Palace sensed the intense aura of death. Should they dare to advance, they would surely meet a gruesome end.

Despite Elder Chen’s injuries, he managed to approach his comrades.

”Everyone, listen! Form the Seven Demons Dragon Roar Formation!”

With those words, the disciples seemed to find their resolve, surrounding Ye Chen.

Their positions were deliberate, reflecting the cosmic order.

The Seven Demons Dragon Roar Formation was the legendary killing formation of the Spirit Immortal Palace, and possessed immense power.

Even a middle-stage of the Sealed Gate realm expert might end up dead within it if they were not cautious.

As the disciples activated the Seven Demons Dragon Roar Formation, Ye Chen stood motionless, as if permitting their actions without concern.

Regardless of the formation, Ye Chen harbored unwavering confidence.

Roar!

Ye Chen was engulfed by the Seven Demons Dragon Roar Formation. Above him, seven colossal dragons circled menacingly.

The earth trembled, and the mountains quaked. A tremendous pressure condensed.

Boom!

The night sky darkened ominously, shrouded in dark clouds, accompanied by flashes of lightning.

Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip!

Blood dripped to the ground, splattering onto Ye Chen’s robe.

Elder Chen’s eyes glinted with cold determination.

The Seven Demon Dragon Roar Formation relied not solely on brute strength but also on the seven emotions and six desires of a cultivator.

The Seven Demons symbolized the Seven Deadly Sins, representing the darkest aspects of humanity. They could inadvertently disrupt the enemy’s mind.

The seven dragons corresponded to the seven deadly sins of Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Lust, and Gluttony.

The darkest elements within their hearts were projected from the bodies of the seven dragons.

”Ye Chen, even if you are powerful, your arrogance will lead to your demise. I shall ensure you meet your end here today.”

As Elder Chen concluded his statement, he erupted into maniacal laughter, envisioning the moment Ye Chen would fall.

However, the sight of Ye Chen smiling at the Seven Demons Dragon Roar Formation filled Elder Chen with foreboding.

Ye Chen did not reply, but the ensuing scene nearly caused Elder Chen’s eyes to bulge in disbelief.

Ye Chen radiated an overwhelming demonic aura.

The entire formation became suffused with terrifying demonic energy.

Ye Chen advanced a step, summoning a black lotus. In his eyes, the distinction between good and evil held no meaning.

The concept of a demon was merely a farce!

Whether something was deemed good or bad was determined solely by his heart.

The seven giant dragons, previously roaring with ferocity, suddenly faltered in fear as Ye Chen unleashed his demonic energy.

In the past, when Ye Chen had transformed into a demon, he had manifested a phenomenon that shook heaven and earth, earning the reverence of countless demons.

The so-called Seven Deadly Sins were trivialities in comparison to his might.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Demonic energy coalesced, rapidly ascending into the sky, enveloping the seven colossal dragons.

”Not good!”

Suddenly, the expressions of the Spirit Immortal Palace’s disciples shifted dramatically. They felt the power within their bodies being siphoned away.

Energy surged into Ye Chen’s body.

The seven giant dragons were manifestations of the strength from the powerhouses of the Spirit Immortal Palace.

These dragons were inextricably linked to their creators, rising and falling in unison.

Elder Chen’s expression darkened. He had never anticipated that he would unwittingly provide Ye Chen with an unearned advantage.

”Break!” Ye Chen roared. Demonic energy surged wildly, constricting the formation.

Kacha! Kacha!

Cracks began to form in the formation.

Boom!

With a thunderous sound that reverberated through the heavens, the Seven Demons Dragon Roar Formation shattered in an instant.

The cultivators of the Spirit Immortal Palace were caught unprepared, and the demonic energy surged into their bodies, eliciting screams of terror.

”Everyone, retreat...”

Before Elder Chen could finish his command, Ye Chen’s ghostly figure materialized beside him.

The Rotten Beast Sword pressed against his neck. In a flash, a blade of light severed his head, blood gushing forth.

Since Elder Chen had resolved to eliminate him, Ye Chen would not show him mercy.

The cultivators of the Spirit Immortal Palace fled in a frenzy, unable to meet Ye Chen’s gaze. It was as if they faced the eyes of a demon, capable of dragging them into the abyss with a single look.

Ye Chen found no interest in pursuing the remaining disciples. He stood firmly on the ground, gazing at the grand palace before him.

”Ling Yun, are you still hiding? Come out!”

A thunderous roar shook the entire palace.