Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 944 - 940: Devoured (3rd update)

The air was filled with the scent of blood. Why hadn’t he noticed it at the beginning? Because this bloody odor was extremely, extremely ancient—so old that time had eroded the original smell of fresh blood, resulting in a different kind of decayed bloody scent. That’s why it took him half a Shichen to realize it.

"So strong," Su Chen muttered these two words. If the odor in the air was truly that of decayed blood, it was quite chilling, because this rotten blood smell was just too intense.

The next moment, Su Chen abruptly looked down at his feet.

His expression turned odd.

Unconsciously, he squatted down.

Picked up a small clump of soil with his hand.

And sniffed it.

Then, Su Chen’s face fiercely changed!

Bloodstains!

All the soil beneath his feet seemed to be bloodstains.

"This..." Su Chen was nearly suffocated by shock. Before his eyes lay a vast expanse, with no idea how wide this world was. If all the ground’s soil was bloodstains, then... just how many people had died in this place?

Trillions? Tens of trillions?

Su Chen’s scalp tingled.

"Could it be that this world originally harbored life, but then, something happened, and all people or rather all living creatures died off. That’s why it became so barren, desolate, and silent," Su Chen speculated boldly.

"Where exactly have I come to?" Su Chen murmured to himself, "If my speculation is correct, then where are the Cultivation Techniques, martial skills, and so on that I’m supposed to comprehend and acquire?"

At this moment.

On the Divine Stele Plaza.

Several Shichen had already passed.

Quite a number of Martial Cultivators were gradually awakening.

Mostly those with weaker talents and strength, coming from Seventh and Eighth Grade forces.

As for the disciples of First and Second Rank forces, none had awakened thus far.

However, the expressions on these First and Second Rank disciples were completely different.

Among them, Su Chen was the strangest!

The faces of the other disciples were filled with enjoyment, excitement, euphoria, acquisitions... It was clear that they had comprehended something, and their Qi was rapidly strengthening and condensing, obviously reaping significant benefits.

But Su Chen...

Was exceptionally strange.

His expression was one of frowning, confusion, shock, nervousness, and so on.

His Qi was slightly disordered, instead of being condensed and heightened.

The smile on Sheng Yingkun’s face gradually faded, turning solemn.

"Hehe... Brother Sheng..." Star Master couldn’t help but laugh: "Just as I said, the one who laughs last, laughs best."

Moku’s eyes shone brightly, his murderous intent flashing covertly, extremely excited! Excellent! Fantastic!

If Su Chen didn’t gain anything from this Divine Stele comprehension, then... there would still be chances to kill him in the future.

"Too arrogant. This is retribution," Hun Qing also spoke up, feeling very satisfied.

Wan Tonghai and Zhang Danhe, although they said nothing, also clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Chen was too monstrously talented, the pressure he brought was too great. If Su Chen made another great gain from the Divine Stele comprehension, would they still be able to live? Thankfully, thankfully, still...

"What exactly is going on?" Sheng Yingkun was no longer in the mood to entertain the taunts of Star Master, Moku, and others; he was anxious. The comprehension of the Divine Stele was extraordinarily important, but what exactly had Su Chen encountered? It shouldn’t be! It shouldn’t be like this!

At this moment.

Su Chen was still wandering on that barren land!

Walking!

Walking!

Walking!

Without an end in sight.

What made Su Chen’s heart sink to the bottom was that he couldn’t use any of his Mysterious Qi at all—he was like a common person who had lost all his abilities overnight.

He was thirsty, tired...

And more importantly, he was aimless.

He felt like a person lost in a desert.

As time passed.

Su Chen kept walking on and on!

Eventually, he was extremely exhausted.

"I need to rest." Su Chen sat down on his bottom and then lay down, lying on the boundless bloodstained earth.

As if the sky was his blanket and the earth his bed.

He was so tired.

So eager to rest.

So desperate to sleep.

His eyelids, growing heavier and heavier.

Unbeknownst to him.

Su Chen had fallen asleep.

Su Chen had fallen asleep, but at the Divine Stele Plaza!!!

Under the public’s scrutiny, Su Chen’s breath became weaker and frail, as if approaching death.

Like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Damn it!" Sheng Yingkun’s body trembled, he panicked. What on earth was wrong with Su Chen? It was too strange.

He had attended no less than a hundred Divine Stele Festivals.

Disciples from the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect, at least a hundred thousand, have gone through the Divine Stele comprehension.

But, no one had ever been like Su Chen.

"Punished by the Martial Path God Stele?" Moku murmured to himself, his voice filled with cruelty and anticipation.

Star Master was pleasantly gloating. In his heart, he hoped Su Chen would just die here! Although he was also curious what had happened to Su Chen?

Around the Divine Stele Plaza, the sea of people started to discuss in low voices after initial silence:

"What on earth happened to Su Chen?"

"Looks like he’s about to die."

"Comprehending the Divine Stele, could one actually comprehend oneself to death?"

"Strange, too strange."

"Could Su Chen actually die here today? Isn’t that bizarre? His legend had just begun, is it going to end just like that?"

......

Su Chen was oblivious to what was happening outside, to the discussions swirling around him.

He was still deep in sleep.

He slept so well, so soundly.

Time passed, unknown how long!!!

Su Chen woke up.

Jolted awake.

Then, he was horrified to find, he was gone.

More precisely, his body was gone.

Only his soul remained.

"I... It seems like during my sleep, I’ve been devoured and integrated by that desolate blood-stained land," Su Chen muttered to himself, stunned.

More strange and unknown than ever.

Even though Su Chen’s state of mind was firm and mighty.

It was still violently agitated.

He didn’t even know what to do next?

The scariest thing for a person is to be lost, to face the unknown, and to have no direction.

Su Chen was exactly in that state.

"Ahh ahh ahh... Let me out!" Finally, Su Chen started to crack. He screamed desperately, screamed wildly.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t make a sound, even when he screamed.

Nor could he move.

He had been devoured by this barren, desolate world.

Fused into this silent, blood-filled Eight Desolations, a world akin to a specter.

His every struggle was futile. Every scream, utterly quiet.

"Ahh ahh ahh... Let me out!" Su Chen became more frantic, he even wanted to commit suicide, thinking that if he did, he could return to the Divine Stele Plaza, but he couldn’t even do that.

He couldn’t move, he had only his thoughts, how could he commit suicide?

"Ahh ahh ahh... Ahhh ahh ahh... Ahhh ahh ahh..." All that was left were screams, screams only he could hear.

Outside.

At the Divine Stele Plaza.

More and more Martial Cultivators were waking up by now, most of them with benefits.

And at this moment, everyone’s eyes were on Su Chen!!!