Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 1099 - 1097: Hold On (4 more updates)

Chapter 1099: Chapter 1097: Hold On (4 more updates)

Sometimes, a single disagreement leads to a life-and-death battle.

Lives and bloodshed are all too common sights.

Even someone like Ji Yu, a woman, has a heart as steadfast as iron.

Yet at this moment, these Martial Cultivators from the Ningtian Continent were trembling with fear at the sight of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood below.

It was terrifying beyond words.

The blood flowed like rivers!

The corpses piled up like mountains!

But that wasn’t the crux; the true horror was in the monstrous combat methods of those extraterrestrial Celestial Race beings. Their savage biting left no corpse intact among the human Martial Cultivators, and their venomous poison, infecting Heaven’s Alliance members or Demon Beasts, led to frenzied decay, turning into disgusting pools of blood and rotting bones.

Upon hearing Ji Yu’s command.

The Martial Cultivators from the Cloud Sword Sect and the Thousand Demon Sect forced themselves to suppress their shock and trembling minds, raised their weapons, and charged towards the battlefields in Heavenly Gate Gorge.

It wasn’t a reckless suicide charge.

They were grouped in teams of more than ten people.

With Ji Yu and others joining the fray, the originally one-sided battlefield finally began to balance out, a sense of equilibrium emerging.

"Hold on now!!!" Su Chen roared.

Just holding even is enough.

Maintaining balance means entangling the enemy and earning time for him.

What he lacked was time; with it, he could slaughter all the Celestial Race beings on his own.

Looking at him now.

Su Chen’s Mysterious Qi seemed inexhaustible, his speed not only didn’t slow down but instead became even more rapid, and his longsword appeared even sharper. Sword Rhyme rippled, his sword shadows peerless, like the descent of a Divine King or a God of Slaughter.

Su Chen’s arm waved, his movements elusive, feet crushing bone, as he darted through shadowy gaps.

Thud thud thud thud thud...

One after another, extraterrestrial Celestial Race beings fell at his hand.

Su Chen was like the King of Hell, ceaselessly reaping lives.

It was unclear how much time had passed.

Almost all of them were dead or close to it.

Within the entire Heavenly Gate Gorge, there were few live extraterrestrial Celestial Race beings left.

Almost the entirety of thirty thousand extraterrestrial Celestial Race beings perished.

Of course, Heaven’s Alliance also suffered heavy losses.

Out of fifteen thousand human Martial Cultivators and Demon Beasts, more than three-quarters died, leaving just over three thousand, some of whom were injured.

The scene was tragic, truly tragic.

And Ji Yu and Du Chi together brought five thousand from the Cloud Sword Sect and Thousand Demon Sect, yet in a short period, nearly a thousand died, with similarly heavy losses.

Even Ji Yu herself had a broken shoulder, a broken sword, and was seriously injured.

This was still Ji Yu.

Looking at Huo Shouying, he was nearly at his last breath, his waist and ribs bloody and blurry from being bit by an extraterrestrial Celestial Race being. That bite nearly shattered his organs and broke all his ribs, with his waist and front a horrific sight of carnage.

Luckily, Old Mu arrived in time to save him; otherwise, Huo Shouying would have been swallowed whole by that extraterrestrial Celestial Race being.

And as for Nangong Wu, her right arm was gone, corroded. Poisonous venom from an extraterrestrial Celestial Race being splashed onto her arm, and Nangong Wu’s right hand began to dissolve frantically. Only her quick reflexes and decisive action led her to cut off her right arm with her left-hand sword; otherwise, Nangong Wu would have perished.

Then there’s Yoo Junluo; her back was bleeding and blurry, sprawled on the ground. Her back bones and spine were broken by an extraterrestrial Celestial Race being’s strike, leaving her limp and immobile, wretched.

Qing Jian was not much better, her face white and full of tears. Both shoulders were completely shattered, a bewildering, bloody mess, leaving her barely holding onto life, coughing blood at intervals.

Then, Mo Qingwu, Sheng Yingkun, and Nalan Qingcheng were slightly better, but not by much, all bearing wounds.

Even Old Mu, hiding in the air, was in bad shape. Possibly due to overexertion, his breath was chaotic. Anything can go too far, including battles, leading to damage to Old Mu’s organs, energy, and blood, requiring rest and recuperation, ten or even eight days for full recovery.

"Master." In the deathly silence, everyone covered in blood and sorrow looked at Su Chen when suddenly, Di Qiong cried out with a sobbing voice, then rushed up to embrace Su Chen.

Cries!!!

Frantic cries!

He even cried to the point of almost fainting.

Because.

Di Qing was dead.

A tragic death.

Not a trace of him remained.

"Young boy Su, I’m sorry." Old Mu simultaneously apologized. He truly did his best, but he’s not a god; he couldn’t have multiple avatars. At the time of the split battle with blood flying, even as Old Mu, he couldn’t protect everyone. Among those Su Chen wanted him to protect was Di Qing, who was among the strongest. Therefore, Old Mu naturally focused more on those weaker, like Nangong Wu and Yoo Junluo.

But unexpectedly, Di Qing’s luck was very bad, being targeted by an Eternal Dominion Realm extraterrestrial Celestial Race being. It would have been manageable if it were just that, but Di Qing had even worse luck being up against a Fourth Level, extremely powerful Eternal Dominion Realm extraterrestrial Celestial Race being.

When this extraterrestrial Celestial Race being made its move, Di Qing didn’t even have the chance to transform into his original form before being severed by the massive blades formed by dozens of arms, even though Di Qing’s true form was the Emperor Dragon.

"You did your best." Su Chen did not blame Old Mu, reasoning that even if it were himself, he might not have managed any better than Old Mu.

Everything is at the mercy of fate.

"Qiong’er, I’m sorry." Su Chen tightly hugged Di Qiong, whispering, with his eyes, usually blood-red and deep, slightly moist.

He hadn’t known Di Qing for long.

Yet, he deeply admired the Beast Emperor’s strategic vision and eye power.

Moreover, the entire Heaven’s Alliance owed a large part of its strength to the Beast Emperor Di Qing’s contributions.

Not to mention, without the Beast Emperor, it wouldn’t have been possible for Qiong’er to have accompanied him as a mount.

To the Beast Emperor, Su Chen regarded him as both a mentor and a friend, even though his strength was inferior to his own, he still respected him.

Unexpectedly, the Beast Emperor died so soon.

"Brother Su, I... I... want revenge; I want to kill all the extraterrestrial Celestial Race beings." Di Qiong’s tears poured again; despite having determined to serve Su Chen as a mount for life, she didn’t address him as Master now.

"Alright, whatever Qiong’er says." Su Chen soothingly patted Di Qiong’s back, fully understanding what Di Qing’s death meant to her; Di Qing truly loved his daughter, and he was her only family.

Feeling Su Chen’s sympathy and comfort, Di Qiong passed out as her nerves slightly relaxed, having been pushed to her limits in battle and devastated by her father’s death. It wasn’t easy for her to last this long before fainting.