Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 479 - 478 [7 Days and 7 Nights]

Chapter 479: Chapter 478 [7 Days and 7 Nights]

Bang!

The explosion erupted above Heavenly Killing Town, obliterating the entire town. Wuxue, the Thirteen Heavenly Kings, and the youngsters from the Beichen Sword Sect were all blasted far away by the tremendous energy, most of them severely injured. Some were even annihilated by the energy, leaving nothing but a spray of blood behind.

In the blurred streets of Heavenly Killing Town, Ye Tianchen stood still, his expression cold as he watched what lay ahead. His body was covered in blood that continuously dripped down. The realm of fighting across levels hadn’t subsided; the Xuanyuan Sword, Taie Sword, and Fish Intestine Sword all stood upright with their tips pointing downward next to him. His "King of Heaven" battle robe was now tattered, and blood ceaselessly seeped from the corners of his mouth. Known for his strong physical body and the soft power left in him by Zhang Ruotong which had a strong healing capability, it was telling how intense his final clash with Songben Xiajian had been, given that the blood wouldn’t stop dripping from his mouth.

The Superpower Isolation Net and the Golden Divine Shield that once enveloped the entire Heavenly Killing Town had left some protection, now completely gone. Fortunately, these protections absorbed much of the impact, otherwise, it’s uncertain how far the energy would have reached and what kind of upheaval would have occurred.

"Big brother..."

Wuxue was the first to crawl out from the ruins, also covered in blood. When he saw Ye Tianchen standing in the center of the town, he frowned deeply. Blood continuously poured from Tianchen, whether from his mouth, chest, or back, flowing like water around him—it was hard to estimate how much he had lost.

Just as Wuxue was about to rush over to see how severely Ye Tianchen was wounded, Tianchen slowly raised his right hand, signaling him not to come closer. Wuxue was startled, especially when another figure appeared in front of Ye Tianchen—it was Songben Xiajian, rising as if from the ground.

Songben Xiajian had no traces of blood on him, and no blood spilled from his mouth. When Wuxue saw Songben’s chest, he almost burst out laughing. He had thought Ye Tianchen had lost, given how he had turned into a blood-soaked figure, which suggested critical injuries and an uncertain fate. However, there was a huge bloody hole in Songben’s chest, likely shattering his heart—a wound even gods could not heal. Songben Xiajian was certainly doomed.

Step by step, Songben Xiajian approached Ye Tianchen. His expression was no longer malevolent but rather calm. Surprising Tianchen with his strength, the old man in his seventies, very powerful in his own right, walked towards Tianchen, who still stood motionless. Despite his grievous injuries and weakened state, fully exhausting his inner energy, Tianchen positioned himself in front of Songben Xiajian, ready to fight as long as he drew breath—this was Ye Tianchen’s fighting spirit.

"You are strong, young man. I never expected a fighter like you to emerge in the world. If given the time and opportunity to grow, you could certainly become one of the strongest. However, I must tell you that my brother, the Sword Emperor, will not grant you such an opportunity. Until now, I can’t even withstand a single blow from him..."

Hearing Songben Xiajian’s words, Wuxue nearly shook in fear. For Wuxue, who was undoubtedly an elite fighter, the battle between Ye Tianchen and Songben Xiajian had been beyond the norm, profoundly shocking. Songben troublingly admitted that with his current ability, he couldn’t even withstand a single strike from the Sword Emperor—was he exaggerating this dreadful fact?

With his early-stage Martial Saint strength, Songben Xiajian was among the most powerful on Earth, if not the strongest. Ye Tianchen hadn’t expected someone on Earth, not a conducive place for cultivation, could have such immense power. Imagining the top ten most powerful people on Earth, who they were or how strong they might be, he found it almost unthinkable.

"Rest assured, if I can kill you, I can also kill the Sword Emperor!" Ye Tianchen, clenching his teeth and undeterred in his gaze, spoke with great conviction, not merely bluster but genuine confidence.

"Hahaha, excellent spirit, great bravery! If only we in Japan could boast a young man like you... It’s regrettable, truly lamentable that Guitian Yilang, that bastard, only found two virgins for me to restore my strength. Because of that, I couldn’t recover my ultimate combat capability. Otherwise, you would not have been able to defeat me..."

Smack!

As soon as he finished speaking, Songben Xiajian slapped his own head, and his body exploded, leaving nothing behind. It was customary for such masters to self-destruct upon death, harboring too many secrets and memories of unique skills, especially those from Sects. At their moment of death, they did this to prevent enemies from learning and potentially countering their Sect’s secret techniques.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The Xuanyuan Sword, Taie Sword, and Fish Intestine Sword all retracted into Ye Tianchen’s body. Standing there like a blood-soaked figure, he coldly watched ahead, pondering Songben Xiajian’s words. Songben did not regain his ultimate combat power, and even if he had, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand a single strike from the Sword Emperor. The path ahead for Ye Tianchen remained fraught with difficulty, his survival still uncertain.

"Big brother..." Wuxue shouted.

"Let’s go, take the surviving brothers and leave this place!" Ye Tianchen said calmly.

Wuxue watched as Ye Tianchen, dragging his weary body covered in blood, took steps forward, his Heavenly King battle robe completely drenched and trailing a long, long way behind, vanishing into Heavenly Killing Town.

Seven days and nights later, Ye Tianchen was still seated cross-legged in the villa, motionless. Since the battle with the young lad from the Beitian One-Sword Sect, after killing Songben Xiajian, Ye Tianchen had returned to the villa and had been sitting cross-legged in his room, refusing food and drink for seven days and nights.

During these seven days and nights, Luo Yan, Ye Qianwen, Qi Ruxue, and Xiao Ya had been constantly tending to him, all very anxious. Ye Tianchen had not woken up since Wuxue had brought him back seven days before. He had remained seated cross-legged on his bed in his room, still as a statue for seven days and nights. During this period, Wuxue and all the surviving Thirteen Heavenly Kings had visited a few times, sweating profusely with urgency but unable to think of a solution. They did not know what condition Ye Tianchen was in or how severe his injuries were. Ordinary doctors definitely could not heal him, and it seemed likely that even some so-called world-renowned doctors would be helpless.

"Son, why won’t you wake up? Speak to your mother!" Luo Yan could hardly restrain her tears and said while holding Ye Tianchen’s hand.

When Ye Tianchen was brought back to the villa, seeing her son covered in blood, without knowing how severe the injuries were, Luo Yan had almost fainted. Over the next seven days and nights, she stayed beside her son the entire time, eyes wide open, without sleeping a wink. She cooked delicious meals every day; unfortunately, since Ye Tianchen had been brought back, he had kept sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, not eating or drinking for seven days and nights.

"Mom, don’t worry, nothing will happen to brother. I believe he will wake up!" Ye Qianwen comforted her own mother Luo Yan, but couldn’t help turning away to hide her tears.

"You rascal, why haven’t you woken up yet? Don’t you know I made lobster and a fruit platter? This time I added a lot of croton powder..."

Qi Ruxue finally could not go on, covering her mouth, sobbing. She had fallen deeply in love with Ye Tianchen, seeing him as her lover. Now, seeing Ye Tianchen’s life hanging in the balance, how could she not worry? She had already shed many secret tears.

With a creak, the door of Ye Tianchen’s bedroom was pushed open; Xiao Ya rushed in from outside, throwing her backpack casually onto the bedside cabinet.

"How is Tianchen? Has he woken up yet?" Xiao Ya asked anxiously as she walked over to Ye Tianchen’s bedside.

Luo Yan, Ye Qianwen, and Qi Ruxue all shook their heads. Normally, knowing that Xiao Ya was living in Ye Tianchen’s private villa, there might have been a clash between the two women. Sometimes, one should not underestimate the wars between women—they can often be much more terrible than those between men. But with Ye Tianchen in such a condition, no one was in the mood for conflicts.

"We can’t go on like this, we must take Tianchen to the hospital while he is still breathing!" Xiao Ya said urgently.

"No, Wuxue said that it was Tianchen’s wish for us to do this, to sit cross-legged and not move him!" Qi Ruxue was the first to voice her opposition.

"To leave injuries untreated, are we supposed to avoid doctors as if in denial of illness? It has already been seven days and nights; he hasn’t opened his eyes, hasn’t eaten a morsel or taken a sip of water. Even an ordinary person would have collapsed by now from exhaustion, let alone Tianchen who is seriously injured. Are we supposed to just watch as his condition worsens?" Xiao Ya, not as mellow as she normally was, Ye Tianchen also held an important place in her heart, and she was genuinely angered for him.

"But what can we do? Should we call an ambulance? Wuxue mentioned that Tianchen instructed not to move him after being seated cross-legged. He still is breathing; what if moving him carelessly causes complications, what then?" Qi Ruxue also snapped back at Xiao Ya, her beautiful eyes filled with anger. (To be continued... If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)