The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 3210: Chapter 3987: Mo Xue Ming’s Invitation (Fourth Update)

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor witnessed this scene and slightly frowned. The Southern and Northern Sects fighting like this, the Demon Dragon Clan divided, and the Daoist lineage failing to unify—how can they crush the Outer Realm and challenge the sharp edge of the Emperor Abyss Palace?

Perhaps, they have to wait for another year for the two sides to battle again. Only when the Blood Dragon slays the Mingyang Dragon Venerate will there be a chance for unification.

”Emperor Lord, are you alright?”

You Yue flew onto the stage. Clad in a black cheongsam like a butterfly, her posture was graceful.

She helped up the Blood Dragon, asking with concern.

”I’m fine. Just a period of rest will suffice.”

The Blood Dragon’s face was somewhat pale; the injuries within were quite severe, but luckily, they didn’t reach the foundation. As long as a period of recuperation is spent in the Yuhua Palace, nurtured by Innate Feathered Qi, recovery is certain.

”Senior Demon Emperor, you can stay.”

The Blood Dragon glanced at the Sky-covering Demon Emperor; with a year left until the battles recommence.

During this year, the Yuhua Palace is governed by the Southern Sect, so the Sky-covering Demon Emperor can naturally stay.

”Thank you.”

Usually taciturn, the Sky-covering Demon Emperor showed a hint of a smile at this time.

The battle concluded, and the disciples of the Southern and Northern Sects dispersed.

”Blood Dragon Emperor, in one year, I will challenge your prowess again.”

Mingyang Dragon Venerate, supported by the disciples on either side, staggered off the platform, looking back at Blood Dragon with an extremely gloomy expression.

To think that this final duel resulted in no victory, he felt very regretful and deeply remorseful.

It was all his fault for being overconfident!

Talking about using only one hand was simply a joke!

If he had used all his strength at the beginning, with a thunderous momentum to suppress everything, the Blood Dragon wouldn’t have been his match.

Alas, there are no ifs in life. The current battle has concluded, and any further clashes will have to wait another year.

Mingyang Dragon Venerate secretly resolved that a year from now, he would not be so careless.

This setback in the duel also counted as training, which might enhance his Mental Realm. Perhaps a year later, he would have the chance to break through another division of realms!

The Blood Dragon said nothing and, under the support of You Yue, returned to the Yuhua Palace with the Sky-covering Demon Emperor.

”Senior Demon Emperor, you can cultivate with peace of mind, nourished by Innate Feathered Qi, restoring yourself to perfection surely.”

”I’m afraid not.”

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor, however, shook his head solemnly and said, ”The Demonic Sin on me is too heavy. Even the Yuhua Heavenly Palace cannot restore me to perfection, at most only partially.”

”Then how can you fully recover?”

Blood Dragon furrowed his brow, sensing the extent of damage to the Sky-covering Demon Emperor’s foundation.

”I don’t know, but with the spiritual energy of Yuhua Palace, I can at least strive to break through to the Ancient God Emperor realm. As for beyond the Heavenly God Realm, entering the legendary Holy Ancestor Realm is likely impossible for me in the short term.”

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor stood with hands behind his back, fully aware of his condition. With the nurturing from Yuhua Palace, he can at most strive for the Ancient God Emperor realm; surpassing the Heavenly God Realm to reach the Holy Ancestor Realm is nearly impossible.

”Alas, do our part and leave the rest to destiny. Let us do our best.”

The Blood Dragon comforted.

”Indeed.”

The Sky-covering Demon Emperor nodded, then gathered his thoughts, and he and Blood Dragon each sat cross-legged, silently cultivating within the Yuhua Palace.

...

At this time, in the Divine Kingdom, within the Demon Suppression Hall.

”Puff!”

Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of crimson blood!

His face was extremely pale!

He was already injured!

Borrowed by the Blood Dragon, he felt instantly weak.

However, Ye Chen did not regret it!

Even though part of the Purple Cloud Stone was wasted, he had no resentment!

”Having borrowed my strength, the Blood Dragon should be fine, but I am too weak now and need to rest.”

”Continue refining the Purple Cloud Stone.”

Ye Chen contemplated, and began to close off and restore his blood essence and energy.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

However, at this time, a blood-stained flying sword fell from the sky.

This flying sword bore no killing intent but carried a familiar sense of karma.

It was the karmic aura of the Netherworld Hall!

Ding!

The flying sword fell from the air, embedding itself in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen’s face sank when he saw a letter attached to the flying sword, sent by Mo Xue Ming!

”Mo Xue Ming sent me this flying sword message. What does he want?”

Ye Chen immediately opened the letter, extracted the missive, only to find that Mo Xue Ming was inviting him to the Netherworld Hall!

”He actually wants to invite me to the Netherworld Hall.”

Ye Chen furrowed his brow, unsure of Mo Xue Ming’s plot.

Weak as he is now, if he steps into the Netherworld Hall and Mo Xue Ming plans to use assassins, he has no chance of survival.

Yet this flying sword bears no killing karma. Mo Xue Ming clearly does not wish to kill.

”What exactly does this guy intend to do?”

Ye Chen was perplexed, but since Mo Xue Ming personally invited him, he also wanted to take a look.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen immediately tore through the void and descended to the Netherworld Hall.

At the mountain gate of the Netherworld Hall, a red-robed man stood with hands behind his back, surrounded by numerous flying swords, exuding an overwhelming aura—it was Mo Xue Ming.

”Little Brother Ye, such daring spirit to grace our humble hall.”

Mo Xue Ming squinted with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

”Mo Xue Ming, what do you plan by inviting me here?”

Ye Chen asked coldly; his willingness to enter the Netherworld Hall wasn’t reckless but because the flying sword message from Mo Xue Ming indeed lacked any wave of killing intent; hence, he didn’t mind coming to talk.

”Ye Chen, your fight against the Heavenly Demon was thrilling; I am full of admiration.”

”But...is there something you’ve overlooked?”

”Not long ago, you offended the Heavenly Dao Palace. That time, Xuanyuan Mo Xie’s avatar tried to kill you, but failed, yet he is bound to come back again.

Once his injuries heal, have you considered the consequences? I’ve heard that not long ago, Xuanyuan Mo Xie began healing and has emerged early. Even if you can withstand him, what about those around you? Throughout history, no one has ever had the right to oppose the Heavenly Dao Palace, not even you.”

Mo Xue Ming gestured at Ye Chen, then at himself, and smiled, ”Your identity has been determined by the Heavenly Dao Palace. You are in immense danger. Join me, align yourself with the Netherworld Hall, cooperate with me, and I will protect you.”

”You want me to join you?”

Ye Chen chuckled coldly, ready to refuse, when suddenly he detected a mysterious wave.

Someone else was hidden near this mountain gate!

Ye Chen, without revealing his intent, shifted his gaze, and instantly penetrated the void mist, seeing a one-armed man meditating and healing in a distant woodland.

That one-armed man, merging his aura with the shadows of the trees, remained soundless, employing concealment methods that were evidently very advanced.

”It turns out to be Tian Lang!”

Ye Chen was startled in his heart; this one-armed man was actually Tian Lang.

”He betrayed Xuanyuan Mo Xie and sided with Mo Xue Ming?”

Ye Chen was doubtful; knowing Tian Lang was a subordinate of Xuanyuan Mo Xie, yet appearing in the Netherworld Hall now, could it be that he had already defected?

”There is also the karma of the Demon Emperor on him. What does this mean?”