The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 4259: Chapter 4259: The Ink Shadow of Dishi Tian! (Fourth Update)

The Chess Demon knew full well he was deliberately making trouble, yet he still had a ball of rage stuffed in his chest, his face incomparably gloomy, killing intent surging.

If not for the rules of the Yin Yang Divine Palace, he would have already overturned the board and torn Ye Chen to pieces.

The people watching the game around them all looked at one another.

In this duel between Ye Chen and the Chess Demon, both sides kept passing, completely ignoring chess theory, clashing like Fighting Energy, the struggle was extremely fierce; there was none of the calm grace of masters playing chess, only pure slaughtering intent, battle will boiling.

The game advanced move by move, until the final endgame. Ye Chen opened with two moves at the 3–3 points, laying the foundation for a solid territorial lead.

The Chess Demon relied on surrounding and attacking that single 3–3 stone from both sides, constructing a massive outer influence.

However, Ye Chen’s opening stone on tengen fell perfectly, greatly weakening his outer influence, leaving him no chance to erect an iron wall.

In the end, the Chess Demon was behind on territory and could only resign.

”The Island Master actually lost.”

”Father actually lost to this brat.”

”Impossible!”

The guards, servants, sons and grandsons watching the match around them, seeing the Chess Demon actually lose, all felt it was utterly inconceivable.

”Many thanks for letting me off, Senior. I won by sheer luck.”

Ye Chen smiled and cupped his fists.

The Chess Demon’s expression was desolate, as if he had suddenly aged tens of thousands of years. He gave a bleak laugh and said, ”In the end, my Mental Realm and cultivation are too lacking, you disturbed my mind. This game, you win. You may go.”

”Senior Xie, I’ll take my leave.”

Ye Chen stood up, his mind clear as a mirror.

This bout of chess against the Chess Demon had given him deep insights; his Mental Realm seemed to have undergone a tremendous metamorphosis.

That Dark Source Talisman also burst forth with dazzling divine light.

As Ye Chen’s Mental Realm improved, his comprehension of the Source Technique aura within the Dark Source Talisman also reached a deeper level.

”Dark Divine Slash!”

Ye Chen flew off Chess Island, gazing at the boundless sea. His mind seemed to grasp something, and he suddenly swung out a sword.

Buzz!

On the blade of the Slaughter Sword, dark runes flowed, boundless, majestic Heavenly Might of the Great Origin Technique rolling without end.

With this sword, Ye Chen erupted with overwhelming dark pressure. The pitch-black sword light skimmed across the sea’s surface, whipping up ten thousand towering waves; violent stormy seas surged into the sky, the momentum incomparably ferocious.

”Not bad power.”

Ye Chen licked his lips. This Dark Divine Slash was a killing move he had comprehended from the Dark Source Talisman, carrying the Heavenly Might of the Great Origin Technique; its aura was indeed extraordinary.

To be able to gain such comprehension, he truly had to thank the Chess Demon.

If not for playing against the Chess Demon, Ye Chen’s Mental Realm would never have advanced to this level.

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”Two trials left.”

Ye Chen continued forward, flying all the way.

Finally, he saw another island.

This island’s aura was extremely bizarre. The flowers, grass, trees, mountains and waterfalls upon it were all composed entirely of ink and brush, not entities birthed by Heaven and Earth’s nomological powers, but a pure ink world like a painted scroll.

Between the leisurely drifting landscape ink paintings, lines of poetry appeared, flashing like Dao runes, radiating vast brilliance.

”Samsara never Immortal Flames, fate longs eternally.”

”Heavenly Desolation never ends, inner demon Emperor Blood stains Heaven.”

”Karma of former days, intent of today, fiendgod grudges all pour out hero’s tears.”

”All Laws are Void, all shall be overturned, only my Samsara is Eternal Reincarnation.”

”Alone flies reflecting through the Heavenly Flying cosmos, one suspects a Martial God descends to the mortal world.”

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Ye Chen examined closely. The poems within that landscape ink painting were actually describing the Samsara Master, Lord of Fate, Master of Inner Demon, Ancient Female Warrior God and the entanglements of their grudges.

”This place really is connected to the Samsara Master’s layout!”

Ye Chen’s heart trembled, and he carefully comprehended the mysteries in that landscape ink painting and endless verses.

”Honored Guest, since you’ve come, why not come onto the island for a meeting?”

Just then, two voices came from Mountain and Water Island.

These two voices had perfectly identical rhythm and cadence; blended together, they sounded like a single person speaking.

”The Book Demon and Painting Demon are both inside!”

Ye Chen’s eyes lit up.

Of the Four Great Demon Guards of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the Book Demon and Painting Demon were clearly together. This Mountain and Water Island was a joint arrangement by the two.

”The final two trials should also be combined.”

So thinking, Ye Chen descended through the air and stepped onto the Territory of Mountain and Water Island.

This Mountain and Water Island was in fact a bare expanse without even a single blade of grass, but someone had used ink-brush strokes to sketch out here a hazy landscape ink world, dreamlike and illusory, true and false mingled, making it impossible to discern reality from illusion.

Splash!

Splash!

Before Ye Chen’s eyes, ink surged and boiled.

Two thin figures surfaced from the ink, one black and one white, like Black Impermanence and White Impermanence, their features sharp and sinister, faces full of eerie strangeness.

”Greetings to you two Seniors.”

Ye Chen cupped his fists. These two were clearly the Book Demon and Painting Demon.

”Heh heh, you want to see our master?”

The Book Demon and Painting Demon spoke at the same time. It was as if their hearts were linked; their tone and rhythm of speech were completely identical.

Hearing this, Ye Chen felt a chill creep up his spine. He steadied his soul and said, ”That’s right.”

The Book Demon and Painting Demon spoke in unison, ”If you wish to see our master, that’s easy. So long as you pass the trial.”

Ye Chen said, ”I ask the two Seniors for guidance.”

”We wouldn’t dare say guidance. Just be careful.”

The two of them chuckled ”heh heh, heh heh” in succession, the laughter extremely grating to the ear.

The Book Demon drew out a brush; its strokes were like iron hooks and silver strokes, tracing one fierce rune after another in midair.

The runes scattered and flew out, rolling wildly. Strands of formidable pressure constantly descended over Ye Chen.

In an instant, Ye Chen’s breathing stalled; he felt a tremendous pressure, his bloodline, level of cultivation, and Mental Realm all suppressed in every aspect.

At the same time, the Painting Demon offered up a scroll. As the scroll unfurled, it seemed to form a Freedom Heaven world, completely enveloping Ye Chen within.

”Fend for yourself.”

The figures of the Book Demon and Painting Demon collapsed, dissolving into thick ink and vanishing.

That Freedom Heaven painting scroll spread out completely.

Ye Chen was trapped in a bewildering landscape world. In this world, countless brushstroke runes hung overhead, viciously suppressing his cultivation and Mental Realm.

”This is a bit bad.”

Ye Chen clenched his fists and focused his spirit, summoning the Slaughter Sword, only to discover that the Dark Source Talisman on the sword had already been completely suppressed and could not be used.

Clearly, the Book Demon and Painting Demon also feared the Heavenly Might of the Dark Source Talisman and directly forbade Ye Chen from using it.

Ye Chen’s expression instantly became incomparably grave.

Crash, crash!

The ink around him surged, heavy and thick. A familiar figure slowly rose up.

”Dishi Tian!”

Ye Chen cried out in shock.

That figure’s white hair fluttered, features neither male nor female, Emperor’s Light billowing from his whole body; it was precisely Dishi Tian!

But in the next instant, Ye Chen clearly realized that this Dishi Tian was neither the True Body nor an Avatar, but a Mo Ying sketched out by the Book Demon and Painting Demon, with heavy brush-and-ink lines upon him and misty water vapors drifting around.

”Slay the Dishi Tian Mo Ying, then break this book-painting world, and you will have passed.”

The voices of the twin demons of book and painting came faintly from outside.

Of these two trials, the first was to kill Dishi Tian’s ink shadow, and the second was to shatter this book-painting world. Just hearing it, one could tell how perilous it was.

Who was Dishi Tian? That these Book and Painting Demons could even sketch out his Mo Ying was truly beyond belief.

Yet when Ye Chen used Soul Suppressing Sensing, he failed to detect any Karma aura of the Book Demon and Painting Demon on Dishi Tian’s Mo Ying.