The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 3707: Chapter 3697: Ren Feifan’s Sword Qi! (Sixth Update)

"The Zhenyuan Palace looks splendid, but the current sect master is an ungrateful person."

At this moment, Jun Mo glanced at Zhenyuan Palace and couldn’t help but shake his head, speaking about the current sect master’s repeated humiliations of the Six Paths Sect, clearly disregarding past kindnesses, revealing his unworthy nature.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He came here intending to meet the current sect master of Zhenyuan Palace, hoping to retrieve the other half of the Sacred Origin Heart from them.

Just then, Ye Chen suddenly sensed a disturbance coming from the Samsara Graveyard. His mind entered there, seeing the Dust-falling Dragon Subduing Sword dancing within, enveloped in the Blood Moon Light, seeming to transform into a blood dragon.

"What’s happening?"

Ye Chen’s heart trembled slightly; the Dust-falling Dragon Subduing Sword wouldn’t react like this for no reason. This sword was left by Senior Ren; for it to act this way now might indicate something significant was about to happen.

In the next moment, a spiritual light suddenly emanated from the Dust-falling Dragon Subduing Sword, guiding Ye Chen forward.

Ye Chen’s eyes lit up with brilliance and immediately turned to look behind him without hesitation.

"What’s wrong?"

Jun Mo noticed Ye Chen’s strange behavior and couldn’t help but ask.

"It’s nothing."

Ye Chen shook his head with deep eyes, but firmly stared ahead, as the guiding spiritual light from the Dust-falling Dragon Subduing Sword led him in that direction.

Then, without any hesitation, Ye Chen directly advanced following the position given by the guiding spiritual light, passing through several alleys, and unexpectedly arrived in front of Zhenyuan Palace’s main gate.

"Why are you here?"

Jun Mo looked at Ye Chen in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen ignored Jun Mo and instead gazed at the statue standing in front of the Zhenyuan Palace gates.

It was a golden dragon, situated before the gate of Zhenyuan Palace, as if it was about to soar to the sky and roam the Universe. The creator of the statue was unknown, but it was incredibly realistic, seeming alive.

The majestic golden light on the golden dragon statue swept across All Heavens, with violent dragon might permeating the surroundings. On its body, there were rounds of Blood Moon patterns.

"Blood Moon..."

Ye Chen’s eyes deepened; the Dust-falling Dragon Subduing Sword’s disturbance was precisely to guide him to see this statue. What could this mean?

"What is this statue?"

Ye Chen couldn’t help but ask Jun Mo, as he had already sensed the statue’s complexity, possibly linked to Senior Ren.

"This?"

Jun Mo looked at the Golden Dragon Statue, suspiciously glancing at Ye Chen, not knowing why Ye Chen came to observe this Golden Dragon Statue.

Despite his curiosity, Jun Mo answered Ye Chen’s question without hesitation.

"This statue was left behind by the Southern Saint in the past, hailed as the supreme existence guarding Southern Saint City and Zhenyuan Palace."

"Legend has it, during a life-or-death crisis for Zhenyuan Palace, the statue acted once, erasing the sect master and several elders of the enemy sect directly."

Jun Mo’s eyes flashed; to obliterate enemies directly, if the legend is true, the statue’s power is undoubtedly terrifying, fittingly Zhenyuan Palace’s guardian god.

"Guardian God?"

Ye Chen was surprised at this; the statue seemed lifeless, merely more majestic and real than other statues.

Suspicious, Ye Chen reached out and touched the Golden Dragon Statue; upon contact, a mighty Great Power descended abruptly.

"What’s happening!"

Ye Chen’s face changed dramatically, feeling the world spin, his consciousness dragged away. In the next instant, he appeared under a vast starry sky illuminated by Blood Light.

"Where is this..."

Ye Chen’s face showed shock, discovering he was in an alternate space. The blood light in the sky gave him an extremely familiar feeling, it was indeed the Blood Moon Power.

"Oh? You’re here."

Just then, Ye Chen abruptly heard a familiar voice. Looking up, he saw Ren Feifan slowly descending from the sky, surrounded by a golden dragon.

The dragon exuded vastness, its dragon might violent, blood moon patterns on its body emitted boundless Great Power. Its gaze upon Ye Chen had a hint of goodwill.

This golden dragon was identical to the guardian god statue outside, likely the statue’s Essence Soul.

"Senior Ren, why are you here?"

Seeing Ren Feifan, Ye Chen was somewhat surprised.

"This is merely a spiritual energy I left here in the ancient era."

Ren Feifan, looking at Ye Chen, smiled indifferently, "Moreover, I created this space; even Zhenyuan Palace’s guardian god was formed from my sword intent, why wouldn’t I be here."

Hearing Ren Feifan’s words, Ye Chen was even more surprised; the guardian statue was indeed formed from Senior Ren’s sword intent. Wasn’t it said this guardian statue was left by Southern Saint?

Subsequently, Ye Chen directly voiced his doubts, and Ren Feifan smiled indifferently, explaining the details to Ye Chen.

Originally, Southern Saint’s martial arts were inspired by watching Ren Feifan’s battles and learning from them.

Ren Feifan noticed Southern Saint’s notable talents, taking care of him, though not accepting him as a disciple, Ren Feifan left a sword intent for Southern Saint to study and understand his powers.

Thus, Southern Saint carried this sword intent with him, over time birthing intelligence, eventually forming into the dragon statue. Upon leaving the temple, Southern Saint left this statue behind, and it became Zhenyuan Palace’s guardian god.

"Did you join the Six Paths Sect now?"

At this moment, Ren Feifan noticed Ye Chen’s attire, his eyes showing amusement, asking.

"Yes."

Ye Chen shrugged casually.

"Since you’ve joined the Six Paths Sect, there might be some trouble at Zhenyuan Palace, but Xiao Jin will assist you, feel free to act there."

Seeing this, Ren Feifan spoke indifferently.

Then, Ren Feifan looked at Ye Chen, and with a wave of his sleeve, said, "Your division of realms is still too low, speed it up."

"I understand."

Upon hearing, Ye Chen’s eyes focused sharply, replying solemnly.

Soon after, Ren Feifan’s figure flashed, disappearing from this space, leaving only the golden dragon that previously surrounded him.

Watching the majestic golden dragon, referred to as Xiao Jin by Ren Feifan, Ye Chen couldn’t help but find it odd.

The golden dragon, however, nostalgically glanced at Ren Feifan’s disappearance before turning its gaze to Ye Chen.

"I can smell the taste of the Blood Moon Slaughter Sky Slash from you."

The golden dragon spoke, its dragon might vast, voice deep and grand, like the Nine Heavens Buddha’s voice, as thunder to the ear.

The golden dragon’s eyes of golden brilliance fixedly looking at Ye Chen, "I like you a lot; if you encounter trouble, feel free to seek me."

"Thank you, Senior Golden Dragon."

Ye Chen politely clasped his fist, speaking. This golden dragon, although merely sword intent, had birthed intelligence, arguably a living existence, not misplaced to address as a senior.