Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 1002 - 1000: Everyone is Here (1 more)

On the Martial Training Field, aside from the disciples of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect, the other martial cultivators who had come to spectate also burst into laughter.

The "number one in the Buddha Domain, Su Chen," as mentioned by Moku, was simply too ridiculous and reeked of irony.

Perhaps, before the Purple Spirit Sun Rising, Su Chen might have been seen as the number one. But now? Any random martial cultivator pulled out could probably deal with him. This so-called "number one in the Buddha Domain," Su Chen, was likely the shortest-lived and most laughable number one in history.

Sheng Yingkun clenched his teeth tightly, continuing his silence!!!

Besides staying silent, what else could he do?

Saying anything more now would only invite humiliation upon himself and serve no other purpose.

Seeing Sheng Yingkun silent, not daring to retort, many disciples of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect became increasingly disappointed, shaking their heads. They felt even more stifled and oppressed, and some of them even regretted becoming disciples of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Soon after, the people from the Star Palace and the Tianyan Sect arrived as well.

They, too, exuded an overwhelming presence.

On the side of the Star Palace, their Hall Master, Star Master, was at the Fourth Level of the Heaven Earth Dominator Realm. Among the six disciples he brought, five possessed the Purple Divine Mark, one of whom was the renowned Hao Hao, who was on par with the likes of Ji Yueqing and Xuu Chi.

Hao Hao had reached the Half Step Origin Domination Realm. In terms of cultivation level, he was slightly inferior to Ji Yueqing and Xuu Chi, just a fraction beneath them.

Besides the five young disciples with Purple Divine Marks, there was another figure—Helian Sha.

Helian Sha, who had shone brightly during the Divine Stele Festival in the past. If not for the unexpected rise of Su Chen and Saint Asura, Helian Sha would undoubtedly have become a legend of the Eternal Ages, wouldn’t he? Alas, he had encountered the even more monstrous Su Chen and Saint Asura.

Helian Sha still emanated an aura of gloom and evil qi, the blood-colored Blood Sword in his hand gleaming ever brighter, exerting immense pressure on those around him. He, too, had reached the Half Step Origin Domination Realm. Narrowing his eyes, he sat silently, yet his presence was impossible to ignore.

Furthermore, the Star Palace had brought a Primordial Ancient powerhouse. Though this person had come alone, he was at the Second Level of the Origin Domination Realm. A middle-aged, short, and stout man named Gou Zhi, his face bore a constant smile, making him seem affable. Yet, the faint, pure killing intent emanating from him unmistakably warned everyone that he was not to be trifled with.

The Star Palace had no real animosity with the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect. During the Divine Stele Festival, the conflict between Su Chen and the Star Palace was minor. However, Helian Sha harbored an intense dissatisfaction, fury, and envy toward Su Chen.

This was simply Helian Sha’s nature—a personality where he saw himself as the apex and the heavens as second to him. Su Chen’s rise had stolen his thunder, leaving him incomparably vexed.

So at this moment, how could he miss a chance to mock Su Chen? A cold chuckle escaped his lips, and he even utilized his Mysterious Qi, shouting loudly, "Su Chen!!! Come out! You and I shall battle! Are you going to cower inside some hidden chamber of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect forever? Can you stay hidden for a lifetime?"

Helian Sha was extraordinarily arrogant; he openly amplified his voice with Mysterious Qi, causing it to resonate throughout the entire Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect. This act was undoubtedly an extreme show of disrespect and provocation.

Before the Purple Spirit Sun Rising, you could have given him a hundred lifetimes’ worth of courage, and he wouldn’t have dared to do such a thing.

But now, he dared.

With Helian Sha’s shout, it was evident that Sheng Yingkun’s breath caught, his face darkened to the point where it seemed like water might drip from it.

Humiliation!

The ultimate humiliation!

It wasn’t just Sheng Yingkun; the entire Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect—every elder, and many disciples—wore expressions of anger and murderous intent. Yet, no one dared to act rashly; they could only endure this indignity.

The current Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect was no match for the Star Palace. Let alone anything else, they didn’t even have someone capable of defeating Helian Sha, much less Hao Hao or Gou Zhi from the Star Palace.

"Heh... Brother Sheng, it’s been a while," at this moment, the Tianyan Sect’s leader, Wan Tonghai, also spoke up.

On the side of the Tianyan Sect, the recently famous Luo Zisheng had arrived, alongside five other young disciples, all of whom also bore Purple Divine Marks. Luo Zisheng was the most terrifying among them, having already reached the First Level of the Origin Domination Realm.

In addition, there was also an ancient powerhouse from three thousand years past, also at the First Level of the Origin Domination Realm, named Xiao Linzhi.

Wan Tonghai merely smiled lightly, not adding much mockery.

Compared to Zhang Danhe, Hun Qing, Star Master, and Moku, Wan Tonghai’s demeanor was notably better, which came as somewhat of a surprise. After all, the Tianyan Sect and the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect shared significant enmity. Back in the day, the Tianyan Sect’s younger generation’s first genius, Saint Asura, had died at Su Chen’s hands.

Moreover, on that day, Saint Asura had created an unprecedented miracle. If Saint Asura had survived, his future achievements would have been unfathomable.

Yet Sheng Yingkun understood that Wan Tonghai’s relatively amicable attitude was precisely because he did not blame Su Chen for killing Saint Asura.

That day, after comprehending the Divine Stele, Saint Asura’s strength had increased exponentially, to a point where he showed irreverence even toward his master. Saint Asura no longer acknowledged Wan Tonghai as a superior.

If Saint Asura hadn’t died, the Tianyan Sect’s current leader might very well have been Saint Asura by now. In fact, Wan Tonghai himself might have perished at Saint Asura’s hands.

In that sense, one could say that Su Chen had "saved" Wan Tonghai, so his current attitude wasn’t entirely unexpected.

At this point.

The Six Great First-Class Powers had all assembled.

The Blood Demon Palace and the Misty Soul Sect were the most formidable among them. Over the past thirteen times of the Purple Spirit Sun Rising, these two factions had reaped the greatest benefits.

Following them were the Tianyan Sect, the Star Palace, and the Mysterious Cloud Sect. While they were slightly less dominant, the gap between them and the Blood Demon Palace and Misty Soul Sect wasn’t vast, more like equals jostling for superiority.

The true outlier was the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect, fallen drastically behind.

If the metaphorical "scoreboard" had to be redrawn, with the Blood Demon Palace and Misty Soul Sect each rated at 100 points, the Tianyan Sect, Star Palace, and Mysterious Cloud Sect might score 95 points. By contrast, the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect would languish at a mere 30 points.

To make matters even more awkward, among the six disciples the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect had sent for this sect tournament, aside from the absent Su Chen, even their strongest, Nalan Qingcheng, was only at the Eighth Layer of the Heaven Earth Domination Realm.

Forget about matching up to Ji Yueqing, Xuu Chi, Luo Zisheng, Wei Ding, Hao Hao, Dong Shenxu, Ye Zhihen, or Helian Sha—for Nalan Qingcheng, even surpassing the weakest disciples of the other Five Great First-Class Powers was impossible.

The disparity was glaringly evident.

More crucially, the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect was the host of this event. The level of awkwardness and disgrace this brought was beyond words, rendering them nothing more than a complete laughingstock.

Today, nearly seventy to eighty million martial cultivators had gathered as spectators, primarily to watch the spectacle unfold—a waning first-class sect falling from grace. Was that not a fascinating sight to behold?

"Now that everyone’s here, shall we begin? This seat can hardly wait any longer," Zhang Danhe said with a sly smile, his face alight with anticipation, the air of petty triumph growing ever more vivid.

Hun Qing, Moku, Star Master, and Wan Tonghai all nodded, their gazes settling on Sheng Yingkun.

Sheng Yingkun could only sigh inwardly and nod as well. In truth, he held onto a sliver of hope for Su Chen’s appearance. But until now, there was still no sign of him.