Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 1069 - 1067: More Dreamlike than Dreaming (1 more)

Chapter 1069: Chapter 1067: More Dreamlike than Dreaming (1 more)

"What?" As the black beam of Dark Oblivion rippled like an eerie black specter before him, silent yet exuding an aura of extreme annihilation and danger, Sect Master Yun felt a chill run through his entire body.

It had been hundreds of thousands of years since he last sensed this kind of impending doom. His figure, originally moving toward Great Elder Zhang Qi, abruptly stopped.

Within his body, like a precision machine, everything operated frantically. In an instant, all his Mysterious Qi surged into his legs, unleashing a movement technique perfected to the Peak and beyond.

His entire being seemed to fuse into the Void and Real Space, vanishing in a split second—more accurately, using his movement technique to avoid the black beam of Dark Oblivion.

But in dodging this strike, although he mitigated the threat of his own death, he also lost the best opportunity to rescue Great Elder Zhang Qi.

It was clear to see.

Three fearless, unyielding streaks of Sword Light, carrying a Will of Death that left no room for resistance, arrived right in front of Zhang Qi!

"No!!" Zhang Qi’s face instantly turned pale as he clenched his teeth so hard they almost cracked. His Mysterious Qi surged to its most fervent state, his hands raised, constructing a Defensive Barrier of dazzling Mysterious Qi with tens of thousands of intricate maneuvers within a breath’s time. The barrier shimmered with heavy brilliance, possessing about seventy percent of its potential strength, now positioned before him in a desperate attempt to block the three streaks of Sky Extinguishing Sword Light.

Unfortunately.

Zhang Qi overestimated himself.

Slash...

The first Sword Light swept across, instantly splitting the Defensive Barrier cleanly in two, its precise and neat edges testament to the Sword Light’s ultimate sharpness. Horrifyingly, even after cutting through the barrier, the first Sword Light remained as dazzling as ever and continued its advance.

Hiss!

Under Zhang Qi’s desperate gaze, the first Sword Light pierced directly into his chest.

And this was only the beginning.

Next, the second and third Sword Lights also penetrated Zhang Qi’s chest.

In that moment, time and space seemed to freeze.

Under the eyes of all, Zhang Qi initially appeared whole and intact, and then...

Splat!!!

Blood erupted violently, like a crimson waterfall blazing against the light.

Amidst the thick scent of scarlet blood, Zhang Qi’s entire form suddenly disintegrated into the Void.

Both his physical body and Divine Soul were utterly annihilated, dead beyond any conceivable doubt.

At the same time, Su Chen turned around quietly, his gaze falling upon Sect Master Yun, who had just stopped moving in the distance: "I wonder, Sect Master, what will your next move be? Will you mobilize the entire Cloud Sword Sect’s strength to kill me, or will you watch me leave Cloud Sword Sect unscathed?"

Arrogant.

Even more arrogantly so.

At this moment, Su Chen emanated an arrogance that defied description.

After killing the Cloud Sword Sect’s Great Elder, not only did he show no trace of fear, but he asked such a brazen question to the sect’s master. Moreover, this arrogance was genuine—keen observers could sense that Su Chen’s aura remained entirely unchanged, exuding the same composure and confidence.

"......" Sect Master Yun remained silent, though waves of tumult surged within his heart.

The Great Elder was dead, just like that!

To be honest, even as the Cloud Sword Sect’s master, he wasn’t necessarily able to kill the Great Elder. And even if he could, it would never be as effortless as Su Chen had achieved.

Even more terrifying was the fact that Su Chen was only twenty-four years old!

Twenty-four years old and already invincible in the Ningtian Continent?

Speechlessness enveloped the Cloud Sword Sect, and one could only imagine the suffocating silence among the Martial Cultivators present in the Martial Training Field, where the stillness felt akin to a void.

Chen Xingwen and Ji Yu, on the other hand, felt as though they were trapped inside an illusion within an illusion.

"Gulp!" Du Chi swallowed hard, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

Thankfully... thankfully, back when he fought Su Chen, he harbored no intention to kill and engaged only in sparring. Had he shown even a hint of murderous intent or selfish greed for Su Chen’s treasures, he might already be dead.

In fact, even if Du Chi were dead, the Thousand Demon Sect would likely be powerless against Su Chen.

Just how monstrous was Su Chen? Du Chi couldn’t even begin to fathom. Before, he thought he was slightly inferior to Su Chen—perhaps by just a sliver.

Now, he could only laugh bitterly. A sliver? No, the gap was a chasm.

"Young Master Su, Mister He offers an apology, as does the entire Cloud Sword Sect." Sect Master Yun took a deep breath and finally spoke, his tone solemn, and he even bowed.

He conceded.

As the Sect Master of Cloud Sword Sect, He Shoudao conceded!

What other choice did he have? Could there possibly be a second option?

During the ten breaths of silence, he had contemplated countless possibilities.

Of course he wanted to kill Su Chen, avenge the Great Elder, and restore the reputation of Cloud Sword Sect. He wanted to do these things.

Yet, he couldn’t.

The fact that Su Chen had effortlessly killed Great Elder Zhang Qi meant one thing: Su Chen’s true combat power was at least equal to the Eternal Dominion Realm Seventh Layer, possibly at the Middle or Later Stage of that level.

If he were to summon every visible and hidden expert within Cloud Sword Sect to launch an all-out attack on Su Chen, it might truly succeed in killing him.

But to do so, at least fifty percent of Cloud Sword Sect’s top-tier experts would perish, reducing the sect to a second-rate power in the future.

Worse yet, even with such an effort, there was no absolute guarantee that Su Chen could be killed. He Shoudao couldn’t be 100% certain.

Su Chen exuded an aura too extraordinary, too confident. Monsters like him often carried Great Fortune and proved exceedingly difficult to truly kill. His overwhelming confidence likely meant he held powerful contingencies.

Should Su Chen somehow survive, Cloud Sword Sect might face annihilation within three to five years, given his talent.

Thus, after weighing all options, he could only concede!

With He Shoudao’s apology, the Martial Training Field grew even quieter.

More surreal than a dream.

For the Cloud Sword Sect, one of the Ten Great Powers of the Ningtian Continent, when had they ever admitted fault or apologized—especially as a sect to a single person, a young man?

If not witnessed firsthand, no one would believe this moment.

Du Chi swallowed again, feeling like he had wasted his thirty years of life—he once believed himself to be the greatest talent in the Ningtian Continent. The very thought now seemed laughable.

"Sect Master He certainly has remarkable foresight." Su Chen raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. As the master of Cloud Sword Sect, He Shoudao’s decision was unexpected even to him. He cast a deep glance at He Shoudao.

"You overestimate me, Young Master Su," He Shoudao smiled lightly. "Young Master Su is acquainted with Little Yu, correct?"

"To be precise, Ji Yu has been kind to me," Su Chen nodded.

"Haha, then that makes us family. Little Yu is my disciple and a strong contender for the position of the next Sect Master." He Shoudao laughed heartily.

"What a clever man He Shoudao is," Du Chi’s eyes shone from afar, visibly impressed. He marveled at He Shoudao’s wisdom and ability to yield.

Despite the life-and-death grudge between them—Su Chen having severely injured Cloud Sword Sect’s foremost younger generation talent and killed its Great Elder—He Shoudao still managed to set it aside. Whether truly or falsely, he was now extending relations with Su Chen.

Were it Du Chi himself, he wouldn’t be able to do this, not under any circumstance.