Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 999 - 997: Where is the person? Hiding? (1 more)

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Chapter 999: Chapter 997: Where is the person? Hiding? (1 more)

"Fang Chen, Li Yao, Zhang Ku, Song Ming—what are their current strengths?" Sheng Yingkun asked again. For this sect tournament, besides the uncertain return of Su Chen and the hopeful Nalan Qingcheng, the rest of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect’s representatives included these four individuals.

"Fang Chen is at the Heaven Earth Dominator Realm Third Level. Li Yao is at the Heaven Earth Dominator Realm Third Level. Zhang Ku is at the Heaven Earth Dominator Realm Sixth Level. Song Ming is at the Heaven Earth Dominator Realm Sixth Level."

"Not bad." Sheng Yingkun praised, indeed it was not bad.

However, this "not bad" only held up compared to themselves.

When compared to the geniuses of the other Five Great First-Class Powers—

The difference was astronomical.

Time flew by swiftly.

Three days passed.

During these three days, Sheng Yingkun, Yuu Tianyi, Nalan Qingcheng, Yun Xi, and others were eagerly anticipating Su Chen’s return.

But, he didn’t.

Three days later.

As the sun rose.

The faint purple air rippled beneath the sunlight, serene yet beautiful.

The Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect was bustling.

Today was the sect tournament!!!

The once-every-three-years sect tournament.

Early in the morning.

The Martial Training Field of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect was already packed with people.

Nearly impenetrable.

The Martial Training Field of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect could accommodate up to one million martial cultivators—that was its maximum capacity.

Yet, the number of martial cultivators who came to watch had reached seventy to eighty million.

So how would the remaining ninety percent of the cultivators witness the event?

Naturally, through the large crystal screens.

Above the Martial Battle Platform in the Martial Training Field, hung a gigantic crystal screen.

This crystal screen, spanning over a kilometer in length and width, was majestic and imposing.

Once the sect tournament commenced, the scenes would ripple across this crystal screen, enabling all martial cultivators within a hundred-mile radius around the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect to view it.

As hosts, the upper echelon of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect had arrived at the Martial Training Field early in the morning.

On the eastern side of the Martial Battle Platform, the best viewing locations had seats arranged.

A total of one hundred seats.

Sheng Yingkun, the two Supreme Elders of the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect, Great Elder Yuu Tianyi, and others occupied fifteen of the seats.

Meanwhile, the five disciples representing the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect in today’s tournament—Nalan Qingcheng, Zhang Ku, Song Ming, Fang Chen, and Li Yao—had also gathered early at the Martial Training Field, standing expressionless at a corner beneath the Martial Battle Platform.

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A stick of incense’s time later.

Suddenly.

The air stirred with a fluctuation of energy.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze turned skyward.

At the sight.

A group of more than a dozen martial cultivators appeared!!!

Leading them was an old woman—an elderly one-armed woman.

She was none other than Hun Qing.

Walking alongside Hun Qing was a young woman. The woman’s visage was stunning, nearly on par with Nalan Qingcheng. She had a graceful figure, was quite tall with a cold expression on her face, and wore a purple gown. Most striking was the crescent-shaped mark on her forehead.

Needless to say, this woman in purple was Misty Soul Sect’s current foremost talent of the younger generation—Ji Yueqing.

Besides Hun Qing and Ji Yueqing, five other young cultivators with purple divine marks on their foreheads stood with them. These individuals were also representing Misty Soul Sect in the sect tournament.

Additionally, there were two other figures—two striking young people. "Young" was a description of their appearance as their faces seemed youthful, but the aura they exuded suggested a staggering age of sixty to seventy million years.

Two of the Three Thousand Primordial Ancient Warriors!

The expressions of these two individuals carried smiles, but within those smiles lay boundless dominance, forcefulness, and intimidation. Although they revealed no discernible aura, their mere presence exuded immense pressure, an oppression that made it hard to breathe.

"Sect Master, those two are named Lu Yin and Zhong Ba." Yuu Tianyi whispered to Sheng Yingkun, who sat beside him, "These two are unbelievably strong and peculiar, but I couldn’t ascertain their exact strengths."

"Both of them are at the Origin Domination Realm, First Level Peak." Sheng Yingkun replied gravely, his tone filled with intensity.

The Three Thousand Primordial Ancient Warriors were, in truth, not extraordinarily powerful. After all, during the Primordial Ancient Era, the most astonishing and fearsome figure was Demon Lord Henglang, and even then, Demon Lord Henglang had only reached the Heaven Earth Sovereign Realm Seventh Layer.

Thus, within the resurrected Three Thousand Primordial Ancient Warriors, none had surpassed the Heaven Earth Sovereign Realm Seventh Layer.

However, after the brilliance brought about by the Purple Spirit Sun Rising in the past half year, their rise had been nothing short of insane!

The Three Thousand Primordial Ancient Warriors were originally monstrous talents defying natural order. Seizing the opportunity of the Purple Spirit Sun Rising to elevate their powers was only logical. Advancing to the Origin Domination Realm’s First Level was within reason.

The next moment, Sheng Yingkun rose and greeted with a hearty laugh, "Elder Hun Qing, welcome, welcome, hahaha..."

He appeared genuinely welcoming, as though greeting an old friend.

Hun Qing chuckled too, though her laughter carried a hint of playfulness and chill, "A genuine welcome?"

Her eyes swiftly searched and landed on Nalan Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, how have you been recently?"

"Well enough!" Nalan Qingcheng replied calmly, showing no emotional fluctuations.

"Are you the traitor?" Ji Yueqing, standing beside Hun Qing, lifted her head as her cold eyes locked onto Nalan Qingcheng, "Master says you’re a soul cultivator seldom seen in eternal ages. I’ve been anticipating our encounter for some time now. To think... how disappointing! Heaven Earth Dominating Realm Eighth Layer?"

Ji Yueqing sneered.

Ji Yueqing herself had already reached the true Origin Domination Realm First Level. She was one of the strongest contenders for this year’s sect tournament championship and stood several minor realms stronger than her master, Elder Hun Qing.

Nalan Qingcheng didn’t refute. She merely stared deeply at Ji Yueqing.

"Master, what about this Su Chen fellow?" Ji Yueqing pressed on.

"Sheng Yingkun, where is Su Chen?" Hun Qing turned her gaze to Sheng Yingkun with a smile, "Word is he’s already dead. Is it true? Perhaps he’s just feigning death?"

Hun Qing spoke while her smile faded, "I still haven’t avenged this arm of mine. If he’s truly dead, what a disappointment that would be."

"Young boy Su is in secluded cultivation. He has yet to emerge, so there’s no need for your concern." Sheng Yingkun squinted his eyes, staring intently at Hun Qing.

"Secluded cultivation? Still hasn’t emerged? Heh... Could it be he doesn’t dare to?" Hun Qing didn’t comment further, but Ji Yueqing sneered mockingly, "The thirteen instances of Purple Spirit Sun Rising have reshaped the talent and strength of all martial cultivators across Buddha Domain and even the Divine Martial Continent. Former geniuses might now be worthless trash. And those who were once inferior to Su Chen might now crush him with a single hand. If he’s hiding away to escape reality, well, that’s entirely understandable."

Ji Yueqing didn’t hold back with her derision.

In the Martial Training Field, countless cultivators couldn’t help but nod. Ji Yueqing’s words mirrored what they were thinking.

In their opinion, Su Chen was either dead or had become a coward too afraid to show himself.