The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 1853: Terrifying Aura

Chapter 1853: Terrifying Aura Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He glared at everyone present with a face full of hatred. He then glared at Ye Chen for a long time. Finally, he said to Chen Feiying reluctantly,”Let’s go!”

After all, the Cloud Nether Sect was too far away from the Zhao Family and the Flying Frost Sect, so he could not call on a powerful expert who could suppress everyone here.

Moreover, he was not a fool. The strength that Ye Chen had displayed must mean that he had an extraordinary background. If Chen Feiying really fought with the Sect Master of the Cloud Nether Sect, he would be killed.

Even if Chen Feiying did not lose to him, it would be difficult for him to ensure his own safety. With his current physical condition, if Ye Chen took the opportunity to attack him, he would definitely be in great danger. Therefore, in the end, he chose to leave for now. However, he did not intend to let Ye Chen and the Cloud Nether Sect go.

Seeing that Zhao Lei was about to leave, the Sect Master and elders of the Cloud Nether Sect secretly heaved a sigh of relief. No matter what the future held, they had finally passed this hurdle.

However, at this moment, an indifferent but stern voice rang out in everyone’s ears.

“Did I say you can leave?”

Everyone looked at the speaker in disbelief. Even Zhao Lei and Chen Feiying were shocked.

The only one who remained calm was the person who spoke.

It was Ye Chen.

His principle was to eliminate all threats.

Everyone from the Cloud Nether Sect looked at Ye Chen with anxiety and reproach in their eyes. They had a bad feeling about this. How many times was this young man going to scare them to death?

He actually stopped Zhao Lei from leaving at this time?

What was he up to?

The Sect Master had put the Cloud Nether Sect in danger in order to protect Ye Chen, yet this was how he responded?

Was this kid stupid?

Seeing this, Sect Master Liu was about to say something when an elder quietly tugged at Sect Master Liu’s sleeve and shook his head. With Ye Chen’s acting like this, it would be meaningless even if he continued to offend Zhao Lei. This kid did not know how to cherish his life!

Sect Master Liu hesitated for a moment before sighing helplessly and not saying anything else.

Zhao Lei started laughing instead. The more he laughed, the louder and happier he became.

Ye Chen was sending himself to his death. How stupid was that? How lucky was he?

He laughed at Ye Chen and said, “Hahaha. You’re a mad dog, you know. Everyone from the Cloud Nether Sect, do you know what kind of person he is now?”

“So what if he’s talented? Can such a person survive in this world?”

The people from the Cloud Nether Sect did not say anything, but most of the elders ‘eyes flickered. It was obvious that they agreed with Zhao Lei.

However, Ye Chen did not care about this at all. Their opinions were irrelevant.

Ye Chen held the Blood Demon Sword and walked toward Zhao Lei. He said calmly, “No matter how much a lowly being like you barks, it won’t change the fact that you’re going to die. It’ll only increase your pain. Soon, you’ll regret every word you said to me. I promise you.”

Zhao Lei’s face was filled with disdain and mockery. Did Ye Chen really think that he was invincible?

Chen Feiying was a ninth-level Creation realm expert. How could he lose to a piece of trash who had not even reached the Dao Integration realm?

He originally wanted to open his mouth to mock this idiot who was walking towards him step by step, but at this moment, Zhao Lei could not open his mouth.

That was because Chen Feiying, who was beside Zhao Lei, had pulled out his sword. It was a transparent, almost invisible sword.

Zhao Lei knew that Chen Feiying would not easily draw his sword unless he met an opponent that he felt threatened by.

In other words, this peak-level Primordial Chaos realm cultivator actually made Chen Feiying feel threatened?

He started to worry.

It had only been a year since Chen Feiying reached the ninth level from the first level of the Creation realm.

This was because of the countless pills and opportunities that were given to him.

The most important thing in cultivating a skill was time and effort, but Chen Feiying did not have this.

His true strength was weaker than his aura suggested, but his aura was usually enough to deter any enemies.

“Chen Feiying? He’s just an ant. Why are you so serious?” Zhao Lei forced a smile. “Just kill him quickly. Originally, I wanted you to take your time killing him. You have to properly educate this arrogant fellow.”

Chen Feiying frowned slightly as he stared at Ye Chen who was slowly approaching. His gaze turned from shock to seriousness. This kid gave him a sense of pressure.

His rational self told him that this was an illusion. There must be something wrong. However, Chen Feiying’s intuition clearly conveyed the message that Ye Chen was dangerous!

After a brief moment of confusion, Chen Feiying chose to trust his intuition. He knew that the reason why he could survive until now was not because he was very talented, but because of his extremely sharp perception.

Facing Ye Chen, he was highly focused and locked onto Ye Chen. He refused to allow any changes in the other party’s aura to escape. He did not even divert his attention to listen to what Zhao Lei said.

After a few breaths of silence, his thin lips moved slightly. In a low voice, Chen Feiying spat out one word.

“Go.”

Zhao Lei was stunned. He could not believe what his ears were hearing. What did Chen Feiying just say?

Was there something wrong with his mind?

Chen Feiying had actually asked him to leave?

To deal with a mere peak-level Primordial Chaos realm piece of trash, he had actually asked him to leave?

Could it be that Chen Feiying was not confident that he could protect him while fighting with Ye Chen?

While Zhao Lei was in disbelief, Ye Chen’s face burned with a strange killing intent. Demonic and blood energy surrounded his entire body.

This aura filled everyone with coldness. It was a cruel and domineering aura.

“He no longer has the chance to leave.”

For some reason, when he heard Ye Chen’s words, the usually arrogant, domineering, and condescending Young Master Zhao Lei could not help but shudder. He moved and was about to leave.

“Kneel down!” However, at this moment, a purple-gold light flashed across Ye Chen’s eyes and he suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

Purple-gold patterns appeared on the surface of his body. At the same time, demonic energy swept out, and the blood essence of the ancient White Tiger and the Qilin erupted.