Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 1025 - 1023: Here You Are, So Annoying (4 Updates)
Chapter 1025: Chapter 1023: Here You Are, So Annoying (4 Updates)
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As Emperor Qing spoke those words.
There was an obvious, albeit subtle, shift in the expressions of Sheng Yingkun, Elderly Hun Qing, Wan Tonghai, and the others.
Yet even that tiny change.
Was noticed by the Beast Emperor and his followers.
"Heh... It seems that Su Chen has truly fled," Emperor Qing sneered coldly. "Good! Very good!! This emperor has lived for three million years and this is the first time someone dares toy with me..."
"Imperial Father, your daughter is truly enraged." Di Qiong’s peerless beauty turned sharp and icy as her killing intent grew madly intense.
In an instant, the entire Supreme Mountain was consumed by deathly silence and despair.
"Qiong’er, since you’re angry, then vent your frustration! Let rivers of blood flow across Supreme Mountain first, and then we’ll talk of other matters!" Beast Emperor Qing said indifferently, as if discussing a trivial matter.
With those words, countless Martial Cultivators across Supreme Mountain—numbering in the billions—were overcome with dread. Nearly half of them were on the verge of fainting, and some collapsed to the ground, trembling and prostrate.
The air became utterly still.
The silence was suffocating and bone-chilling.
But just then.
Suddenly.
No one had expected it.
The air atop the mountain exhibited a strange, inexplicable distortion at a certain spot.
In a split second, even Di Qiong, Emperor Qing, and the rest instinctively looked toward that area.
A glance.
Su Chen!
It was Su Chen!
He had arrived.
Unexpectedly, he reappeared.
At the critical moment, the killing stroke emerged.
In an instant, the entire Supreme Mountain erupted with emotion; all Martial Cultivators were overwhelmed to the brink of tears.
If Su Chen hadn’t shown up, today would undoubtedly be a catastrophic day for humanity, with rivers of blood guaranteed to flow...
Fortunately, fortunately, Su Chen appeared.
Even though his arrival might mean his demise, sacrificing Su Chen alone was surely better than the entire Buddha Domain being drenched in blood, wasn’t it?
"Battle, then!" Standing amidst the air, Su Chen raised his head to look toward the Beast Emperor. His very first glance confirmed that the Beast Emperor was the strongest present—Origin Domination Realm Ninth Level—not bad at all.
"You’re Su Chen?!" Emperor Qing did not speak immediately but instead fixed his gaze on Su Chen, scrutinizing him deeply, as if trying to see right through him. However, to his astonishment, there was an inexplicable, eerie vagueness that clouded his perception. At the same moment, Di Qiong let out a lovely yet furious shout; her bright eyes locked onto Su Chen as battle intent, killing intent, and fury surged wildly: "Su Chen!!! You dared to make this princess wait for three days! You despicable scum!"
"Will we fight or not? If we fight, then strike already!" What shocked everyone was that Su Chen completely ignored Di Qiong, not even sparing her a glance, and continued addressing Beast Emperor Qing.
"You... you dare ignore this princess?!" Di Qiong was dumbfounded, her peerless beauty now flushed red with rage. From her birth till this day, it was the first time someone had dared treat her as beneath notice. Unforgivable! Unforgivable!! Unforgivable!!!
Di Qiong nearly lost her sanity.
She immediately prepared to strike.
But at that very instant.
"Tian Zao!" Su Chen suddenly turned his head and threw out a punch.
Sky Fist!
A single punch exploded forth.
The punch contained an enormous force of six hundred million Dragon Force.
He did not activate the Mysterious Beast Bone.
So this punch only utilized about one-third of his strength.
Despite that, even so, this punch surpassed what Di Qiong could possibly endure.
As the punch landed, all things fell silent, annihilation reigned throughout the void, even chaos and emptiness dared not approach.
A single punch disregarded space, time, and distance, landing directly on Di Qiong’s shoulder.
Bang!!!
Di Qiong’s entire form was sent flying backward.
Blood sprayed erratically as her body shot through the air like a falling star, penetrating the void and real space, slamming into mountain after mountain in her retreat.
Even in the midst of her crash, Di Qiong’s true form emerged—a ten-thousand-meter-long Emperor Dragon, its scales gleaming with a mix of violet and crimson hues.
A breath later. Di Qiong hit the ground.
Severely wounded!
Her true form bore a deep indentation of a fist mark, surrounded by fresh blood. Her scale armor was shattered entirely, leaving an extremely pitiful sight.
"You... you..." Di Qiong was stunned and furious, yet above all, she felt a cold dread in her heart. Even in death, she could not fathom how Su Chen could be so terrifying—unbelievably strong!!!
Su Chen was in the Ancestral Saint Realm, Eighth Layer.
He was human.
Weak humanity.
How could he be this strong?
A moment earlier, as Su Chen unleashed his punch, Di Qiong felt only despair and helplessness.
The disparity was unimaginably vast.
And yet!
Even so.
What of it?
She was Di Qiong.
The Beast Emperor’s daughter.
The Princess of the Fierce Domain.
She absolutely could not cower nor concede.
It was her pride.
Thus.
In the next moment.
"Die!!!" Suppressing her injuries by sheer force of will, Di Qiong let out a furious shout as her true form soared into the air, Emperor Dragon coiled around her.
Violet hues stained the sky, flashing fiercely to ascend as Di Qiong transformed into a celestial crimson-violet axe, smashing down from the heights of the Nine Heavens, wind and clouds swirling, charging toward Su Chen with unstoppable force.
Her speed was terrifyingly fast; within a millionth of a breath, she had reached Su Chen directly overhead. Without hesitation, her killing intent erupted as her massive dragon tail descended, full of oppressive dominance.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The heavens and earth shifted, seemingly on the verge of collapse; space groaned in agony, as if incapable of bearing Di Qiong’s devastating tail strike, threatening to fracture entirely.
From afar, more than dozens of colossal mountains crumbled in an instant, rubble flying wildly as earth split open.
An awe-inspiring display.
The billions of human Martial Cultivators were utterly stunned. Their gazes locked on Su Chen and Di Qiong, their eyes crimson with emotion, their mouths agape in disbelief.
The scene was indescribably horrifying and terrifying—this was not power that any mortal should possess!
Even for Demon Gods, such devastation would be hard to fathom.
At that very instant.
"You’re quite annoying," Su Chen frowned, speaking calmly.
His target was the strongest in the Fierce Domain—the Beast Emperor—not Di Qiong.
Di Qiong was unworthy.
Di Qiong, who repeatedly overestimated herself, was indeed irksome.
The moment those words left his mouth.
Suddenly.
Su Chen lifted his head.
His figure seemed to shimmer, then vanish!!!
Then, fixing their gaze once more.
Su Chen had miraculously reappeared above the violet-red tail of Di Qiong’s true form.
The entire process was silent, with not the faintest hint of Qi escaping—an eerie calm—as though Su Chen were merely an ordinary mortal.
No one had witnessed exactly how Su Chen did it, yet it was undeniable that his hand now gripped the lowest extremity of Di Qiong’s massive violet-red Emperor Dragon tail.
And then.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Su Chen twisted his wrist.
In an instant.
The full ten-thousand-meter frame of Di Qiong’s Emperor Dragon true form began spinning madly, frantically revolving.
Under the force of Su Chen’s wrist—despite her massive size—Di Qiong’s true form appeared weightless, powerless, as if reduced to nothing.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
More terrifyingly, Su Chen deliberately used Di Qiong’s Emperor Dragon body like a whip, smashing it against the nearby peaks and mountain ranges.
With each strike came an earth-rending canyon.
With each strike the heavens trembled, the lands shattered, mountain ranges collapsed.
The overwhelming force!!!
It was indescribable.
The sheer spectacle was like the wrath of a Demon God, bent on annihilating the Divine Martial Continent—the entire Buddha Domain quaked in frenzy, driven to the brink of collapse.
Di Qiong screamed in agony, her cries echoing with pain.
Her true form was drenched in blood, nearly fractured into segments. If not for the unparalleled resilience of the Emperor Dragon’s body, she would already have been reduced to a mere pile of flesh and viscera.
Di Qiong wailed desperately, begging for mercy.
Arrogant as Di Qiong was—the beloved Little Princess of the Beast Emperor—she begged for her life.
"Please stop..."
Her voice was filled with terror and pleading.
But Su Chen showed not a shred of compassion or mercy.
He continued unabated.
As for the Beast Emperor.
He had not intervened from the start.
The pallor upon his face grew increasingly stark!
Suddenly.
BANG!!!
The Beast Emperor Qing... He... He knelt.
Yes.
He knelt.
He dropped to his knees.
"Emperor Qing is not... is not a match for Young Master Su. Emperor Qing surrenders. I beseech Young Master Su to spare my daughter’s life. Emperor Qing would be eternally grateful!" He knelt upon the ground, utterly respectful, filled with heartfelt pleading. Without even engaging in combat, he had already admitted defeat.
It all felt like a dream.
From the moment Su Chen arrived to the point Emperor Qing surrendered.
From start to finish, Emperor Qing had not fought Su Chen directly, yet the entire sequence of events took merely ten breaths of time!
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