Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 654 - 648 Great! Very Good! (3 more)

Su Chen certainly felt the danger approaching, his expression solemn. He cursed under his breath, and then, Three Powers Transformation, all transformed into Divine Soul...

Then.

"Die!!!" Su Chen suddenly raised his head, a roar thundering out, the terrifyingly shocking Soul Power, like the overwhelming waters of the Milky Way, suddenly poured out, booming everywhere, transforming into tangible soul power longswords and silver needles, crazily charging toward all directions.

Suddenly.

The ten or so Creation Realm level one, two, three, and four Martial Cultivators from the Yu Family were as if suddenly frozen, the previous instant they were rushing forward furiously, almost reaching in front of Su Chen, their murderous aura fierce, blood Qi pervasive, steadfast as such.

Then suddenly, without a sound, not a trace of life energy, heartbeat stopped, breath ceased, eyes becoming dull!

Dead!

Ten or so Creation Realm powerhouses!

Just like ten ants thrown into a great fire.

Deader than dead.

Bang bang bang...

They fell to the ground with a crash!

As for Yu Zhenghuang and Zhou Zheng, although they weren’t dead, they weren’t much better off.

It must be said, the Soul Technique under Three Powers Transformation after the Divine Mansion upgrade was too horrifically strong, overwhelmingly astonishing.

Zhou Zheng’s complexion was pale, his breath weak, as if ninety percent of his soul had been sucked out, his originally utterly fierce, fast, and strangely pure sword strike also lost its luster, its momentum gone.

Zhou Zheng’s eyes were filled with terror, his gaze trembling, staring dead at Su Chen, indescribable trembling terror and fear!

Just in that instant, it was as if a massive earthquake had struck his Spirit Space, a huge part of his Divine Soul had been annihilated!

As for Yu Zhenghuang, he was a bit better than Zhou Zheng, but his mouth was bloodied, his complexion ghastly pale, and although the Demon Staff in his hand was still moving forward, its power was reduced by more than half.

In the distance, Yu Qingrou’s delicate body trembled noticeably!

"No... impossible!" The Scarlet Water Lily Demon finally panicked, her voice trembling, her beautiful eyes flickering, as if she had seen a ghost.

Su Chen had actually used a Soul Technique? And the key was, this Soul Technique was extremely strong.

Not that the Soul Technique itself was tremendously powerful, but the Soul Power was too dense, too pure.

According to her estimates, Su Chen’s Divine Soul was strong enough to compare with her, or even surpass her, and one must know, she was an Eternal Great Demon who came from ancient times and had lived for tens of millions of years!

Su Chen was how old? A twenty-three-year-old kid?

Su Chen didn’t know what the Scarlet Water Lily Demon was thinking. In the blink of an eye right after the Soul Technique was used, suddenly...

His original spinning of the Heavy Divine Sword and his own body, to dodge the endless petal attacks from the Scarlet Water Lily Demon, abruptly stopped!!!

He actually let those petals engulf his body.

Seizing this opportunity, Su Chen fiercely turned his head, his ferocity overwhelming!

"Want to kill me? Then, all of you go die!!!" Su Chen’s eyes were dark, his face maniacal, his body covered in red, the wounds from the petals penetrating his body, he roared, his voice slightly hoarse, "Shadowless Trace" deployed, his entire person like a roc spreading its wings for a hundred thousand miles, ferocious and boundless, without any defense, only charging forward, his hand gripping the Heavy Divine Sword, he closed in and directly reached in front of Zhou Zheng and Yu Zhenghuang.

"Die for me!" Su Chen’s sword fell.

As danger pressed close, death neared, Yu Zheng finally snapped back to reality, his eyes twitching, his body ice-cold, almost without any hesitation, the Demon Staff in his hand slightly moved, swung towards right in front of him, if not to smash Su Chen to death, then at least to block Su Chen’s Heavy Sword!

Boom...

In the blink of an eye, the staff and sword collided!

The outcome was obvious, accompanied by that world-shocking boom, the Demon Staff in Yu Zhenghuang’s hands was directly annihilated into nothingness...

The gap was too great.

The Heavy Divine Sword in Su Chen’s hand weighed 300,000 Dragon’s Force! What did that mean? On the Divine Martial Continent, the weight of a typical mountain range was about the same! And to condense the weight of a mountain range into this sword thrust, forged from hundreds of the most extreme, precious materials through immense power, one could only imagine how ferocious it was.

Moreover, Su Chen had driven it with the strength of 500,000 Dragon’s Force.

In comparison, what did it matter that Yu Zhenghuang was at the Seventh Layer of the Creation Realm? Or that he wielded a half-step Tao Instrument?

Strength alone could break it.

When strength reached the most extreme power, it became invincible!!!!

And as the staff was obliterated, voided, and melted away, what could become of Yu Zhenghuang? His arm that clung to the staff crumbled inch by inch, as if it were not made of flesh and blood but a sculpture or statue. It fell to the ground and shattered.

"Ahhh..." Yu Zhenghuang screamed in agony. Su Chen’s fierceness intensified without restraint, indifferent to whether Yu Zhenghuang was severely wounded, on the brink of death, or whatever else. All he saw was that Yu Zhenghuang was still before him, so he lifted his longsword again.

Clang!

This sword smashed solidly against Yu Zhenghuang’s chest.

Yu Zhenghuang’s physical body suddenly boiled, became restless, and exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist that surged through the air.

Yu Zhenghuang’s Divine Soul tried to flee, already scared to the point of wetting himself, unable to speak properly, forgetting even to scream or beg for mercy.

"I said you would die, and that means you will die! Thinking of escaping? Did you ask my permission, Su Chen?" Su Chen snorted coldly, his Divine Soul emerging once more.

Su Chen’s Divine Soul transformed into a vast net, enveloping Yu Zhenghuang’s Divine Soul. Although the net contracted, annihilating and piercing through Yu Zhenghuang’s soul, turning it into dense Soul Power, it was directly absorbed by Su Chen.

It was at this moment.

Sss...

Zhou Zheng’s sword pierced solidly through the heart region in Su Chen’s chest.

Su Chen was intent on executing Yu Zhenghuang, so all his attention was on Yu Zhenghuang, completely ignoring Zhou Zheng, which gave Zhou Zheng an opportunity.

"Su Chen, die!" Zhou Zheng shouted joyfully, his face twisted, his voice hoarse as he stared at Su Chen, stirring the sword in his grip—intending to pulverize Su Chen’s heart completely!

"Excellent!" Far away, the Scarlet Water Lily Demon rejoiced, her face filled with glee. Su Chen was at the brink of death.

With his heart pierced, how could he not die?

However, considering the robust Blood Qi of a Martial Cultivator, Su Chen might temporarily still be hovering at death’s door, not completely dead perhaps?

And the villain to finish off Su Chen should naturally be her.

"Yu Qingrou, Su Chen is about to die. Look at him, he’s in so much pain, his heart shattered, blood all over him. Let me send him off!" the Scarlet Water Lily Demon said to Yu Qingrou in the Spirit Space, "Hahahaha..."

Yu Qingrou was utterly desolate, too distraught even to cry.

What remained was endless heartache and regret.

Why did she accept the War God Stele’s Legacy?!

Why did she have to go to the War God’s Tomb when summoned?

"Ahhh..." Yu Qingrou’s Divine Soul seemed to be tormented, she screamed, filled with thoughts of death.

"Good! Good!! Good!!!" The Scarlet Water Lily Demon was overjoyed, feeling Yu Qingrou’s Divine Soul laden with thoughts of death, she became excited: "Indeed, Su Chen is everything to her heart. As long as Su Chen is dead, killed by my hands, she will break down, she will give up everything, she will be driven to the extreme of death."

The Scarlet Water Lily Demon moved forward, heading towards where Su Chen lay.

However, just as she took steps forward.

Su Chen smiled.

Su Chen looked at Zhou Zheng before him and smiled.

"What... what are you smiling at?" Zhou Zheng tightly gripped the longsword in his hand, an ominous feeling overtaking him. Su Chen’s smile was too quiet, too strange.