Urban Super Medical Sage

However.

At this very moment.

Crack!

The Yin Yang Xuan Scissors sliced through everything in its path, unparalleled in strength, first colliding with Su Chen's Earth Witch Mountain, which was effortlessly annihilated. Then, the Scissors' light continued forward, clashing with the Sky Extinguishing Sword's sword light, leading to mutual destruction for both.

In other words, even when Su Chen borrowed the Old Dragon's Power to fully exhibit the Earth Witch Mountain and Sky Extinguishing Sword's sword light, together they were only barely a match for Bing Hong'ao's one move with the Yin Yang Xuan Scissors, forcing a draw.

The difference in strength was vast.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

At the same time, Bing Hong'ao's speed was displayed, Su Chen was noticeably retreating while Bing Hong'ao was clearly advancing, yet the distance between the two grew shorter and shorter. At this moment, Bing Hong'ao had already advanced upon him, and Su Chen was within his absolute attack range.

"Die for me!!!" Bing Hong'ao suddenly stopped with both feet, his aura violently surging, gripping the Yin Yang Xuan Scissors with both hands. Muscles rolled across his arms, with strength in the tens of thousands of Wan Jun. He raised his arms fiercely, smashing the Yin Yang Xuan Scissors toward Su Chen.

Su Chen's expression remained unchanged, but the Xumang Sword in his hand suddenly lifted.

Clang!

The Yin Yang Xuan Scissors and the Xumang Sword clashed, producing an ear-piercing, sharp screeching noise that threatened to rupture eardrums.

Along with this came Su Chen's legs bending as the ground beneath him cracked into void, and Su Chen himself seemed about to be driven into the stone.

A trace of fresh blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Die!" One move failed, and Bing Hong'ao grinned viciously, rotating his arm. The Yin Yang Xuan Scissors, which had been crushing downward, suddenly moved erratically left and right, swiftly targeting Su Chen's head.

"Dark Oblivion!!!" But Su Chen, instead of dodging or defending, chose to unleash Dark Oblivion.

The outcome of Su Chen's choice was obvious; his head would be directly cut off. However, the reward was tremendous, as he could completely engulf Bing Hong'ao with the dark beams of Dark Oblivion.

Bing Hong'ao was too reckless; seeing the Yin Yang Xuan Scissors gain the upper hand repeatedly, he dared to advance for close combat.

Close combat was Su Chen's favorite.

In close combat, he had never feared anyone.

Even now, with his head about to be cut off, he could still survive, recovering quickly. Undying and indestructible wasn't just a boast.

And once Bing Hong'ao was hit by Dark Oblivion, he would only face death.

It seemed like a life for a life.

Su Chen profited greatly.

Naturally, a playful smile appeared at Su Chen's mouth.

However, at this moment, Bing Hong'ao also smiled: "Did you think I was unprepared?!!!"

In a split second.

A basin-like treasure, emitting purple-black hues, suddenly appeared in front of Bing Hong'ao, just right to block the trajectory of Dark Oblivion's beam.

The dark beam descended onto the basin.

This basin was absolutely a Supreme Treasure.

Upon impact with the dark beam, the purple-black light of the basin rapidly dimmed, and then the basin was nearly pierced through and rendered useless.

It seemed like the basin couldn't withstand Dark Oblivion. But in truth, the basin had already accomplished much, surpassing expectations by barely blocking it. How formidable was its defensive power?

Not even Bing Jueqing's Mystic Root had managed to block it!

One could imagine how monstrous this basin was, right?

While the basin blocked Dark Oblivion, the incredibly sharp blade of the Yin Yang Xuan Scissors reached Su Chen's neck.

"Haha..." Yet, noticeably, blood began to spill from Su Chen's neck, his skin and flesh collapsing, yet Su Chen laughed: "Did you think I had no counter, too?"

"Illusion Crystal, obliterate him!!!" Su Chen enunciated each word.

If Dark Oblivion could obliterate Bing Hong'ao, that would be ideal. If it couldn't, he had a backup move.

The Illusion Crystal wasn't just for show.

The true killing move was the Illusion Crystal.

In the blink of an eye, too fast! The Illusion Crystal was truly dreamlike and ethereal, shadow-like!

In a fleeting moment, it suddenly surged wildly.

Descending from the sky, suddenly bloodthirsty.

At a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, it directly pierced through Bing Hong'ao's throat.

Su Chen's neck, too, was mostly pierced through.

Blood surged, glaringly crimson.

A typical martial cultivator would have perished long ago.

Yet Su Chen clasped his own neck, face pale, still smiling, seemingly unfazed by pain.

Su Chen fixated on Bing Hong'ao, who was also pierced through the neck, his voice slightly hoarse: "You'll die, but I won't."

As those words fell.

Bing Hong'ao's vitality began to fade!

While Su Chen, his vitality flourished.

A few breaths later.

Bing Hong'ao collapsed heavily to the ground!!!

Su Chen had already healed his injuries.

"Soul Annihilation." Without hesitation, he obliterated Bing Hong'ao's Divine Soul.

Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Bing Hong'ao was truly strong.

To have defeated him required a lot of luck attributes. Firstly, Bing Hong'ao's arrogance due to the formidable, unmatched Yin Yang Xuan Scissors, which led him to engage in close combat. Secondly, the strangeness and terror of the Illusion Crystal. Thirdly, the abnormality of being Undying and Indestructible.

Without any of these three, Su Chen wouldn't have won.

"It seems like my current ultimate strength is at most akin to the Eighth Level of the Humanity Daoism Realm." Su Chen murmured to himself; he wouldn't belittle himself nor be conceited. What mattered most was recognizing one's own self.

"Good stuff." Then, without hesitation, Su Chen put away the Yin Yang Xuan Scissors, which was even slightly stronger than the Xumang Sword.

Although Su Chen wouldn't likely use it himself since the scissors didn't suit his combat style, he could later give it to someone close to him.

"Su Chen. Are you still going to fight?" In the distance, Di Deijin asked.

Su Chen shook his head.

After having battled with Bing Hong'ao once, it was enough; the gains were substantial. For the rest, he had little interest.

"Oh." Di Deijin responded softly, and then lifted her hand.

Her jade-like hand moved decisively.

In an instant!!!

A chilling scene unfolded.

In front of them, the members of the Twin Radiance Family and the Yihe Family, including Bing Heng, Bing Lin, Bing Hezang, and so on, were annihilated in the blink of an eye. Both their physical bodies and Divine Souls were obliterated, leaving not even a speck of dust.

The only ones left alive were Bing Wu, Bing Nan, and the head of the Qiyuan Family.

Among them, Bing Nan and the Qiyuan Family head were so terrified they knelt on the ground, left with nothing but to kowtow repeatedly.

Bing Wu, on the other hand, foolishly stared at Di Deijin, her heart filled with self-doubt, uncontrollably ashamed.

The goddess before her must have a close relationship with Su Chen, considering she appeared at the critical moment of his life and death?

Bing Wu believed her own appearance was quite good, but in comparison to Di Deijin, she fell short. Her aura was even more lacking.

And strength, needless to say, lagged by far.

She originally had some feelings for Su Chen, which was understandable. After all, Su Chen had single-handedly confronted the Bingzhen Clan just to save her, a true hero saving the beauty—furthermore, Su Chen's personality, strength, talent, and so forth were dazzling.

Bing Wu had feelings stirring; it was natural.

But now, with Di Deijin's appearance, her lingering feelings could only be deeply buried, not dared to be expressed, at least not now.

Especially considering her brother, father, and the entire Qiyuan Family's demeanor, Su Chen likely held them in disdain in his heart?

Unconsciously, Bing Wu clenched her pink fists, thinking to herself: Su Chen, I will work hard, absolutely strive to cultivate, and one day, I will tell you that I like you.

Sometimes, affection is that simple.

A time of heroism saving beauty, a fluttering moment, a whisper of guilt, a sense of awe, a flash of regret—all that suffices.