The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 4254: Chapter 4254: Choice and Conditions! (Sixth Update)

Back then, Feng Ao was also a towering peak existence, his strength extremely close to Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian, and on the same division of realms as the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon.

In other words, Feng Ao was an existence on par with Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian; looking across the current Universe, he was enough to rank at the very forefront!

Such a terrifying powerhouse—once he descended, Ye Chen had no confidence to face him.

Ye Chen, as he was now, still needed time to grow!

Rumble!

However, before Ye Chen could leave, heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, all began to violently tremble.

In the next instant, the Void split open, and an ancient, towering silhouette emerged like a War God.

It was an old man clad in battle robes, white hair fluttering, his gaze firm and unyielding, his whole body filled with fighting intent.

Though his age was old, he still brimmed with a bold and heroic aura.

Old, yet ever vigorous!

In the old man’s hand, he gripped a spear tightly. Upon it flowed endless Star Qi, endless dragon might; a Stellar Sword coiled and soared, letting out a sonorous roar.

There were also boundless waves of Great Yuan Qi continuously radiating from the spear’s shaft.

"One of the Ten Great Primordial Weapons, the Seven-star Dragon Gall Spear!"

Ji Siqing’s pupils shrank; she recognized it at once.

If the Ten Major Talismans represent the supreme mysteries of Great Origin Technique divine power—

Then the Ten Great Primordial Weapons represent the strongest slaughtering of the Great Yuan Qi Heavenly Army!

The Ten Great Primordial Weapons are the ten most powerful Great Yuan Qi Heavenly Weapons in the world; each one possesses defiant, heaven-opposing destructive power, far more fearsome than any Small Origin Weapon.

In the Outer Realm, Chaos Spiritual Treasures are exceedingly rare, and the legendary Mysterious Heaven Spiritual Treasures are even scarcer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns—but the fame of the Ten Great Primordial Weapons resounds like Thunderbolt, almost everyone has heard of them.

These Ten Great Primordial Weapons are purely slaughtering Heavenly Weapons; they don’t have the flashy tricks of magic treasures, only pure killing intent.

"What terrifying might!"

Seeing that old man descend, Ye Chen was likewise shaken.

This old man’s strength neared that of Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian, vast and invincible—and coupled with the Seven-star Dragon Gall Spear in his hand, he was tyrannical to the point of defying heaven and law.

With one spear in hand, dragon might swept across heaven and earth.

Unrivaled!

"Greetings to the Great Fate Master!"

The many elders kowtowed in worship.

"Greetings to the Great Fate Master."

Ye Luo also dropped to one knee and saluted.

The Wind Spirit Dragon Vulture descended from the sky and likewise lowered its head in salute.

Clearly, that old man was the helmsman behind the Ancestral Dragon Temple—the Great Fate Master Feng Ao!

Feng Ao stood high above the heavens, tightly gripping the Seven-star Dragon Gall Spear, not descending.

His gaze swept the field; all grievances and entanglements were already clear in his heart.

"Dragon Valley Emperor!"

Feng Ao locked his eyes onto the blood dragon, his pupils like Sunlight Buddha sinking, exuding boundless, majestic might.

"I am no longer the Emperor. I greet Senior."

The blood dragon stepped forward and cupped his fists in salute.

Feng Ao and the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon were of the same division of realms, of the same era; in seniority, he was naturally the elder to the blood dragon.

"You seized the inheritance of the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon?"

Feng Ao asked sternly.

"Yes."

The blood dragon did not deny it; on his body, eight Prohibition Chains were still pulsing.

Anyone could see he possessed vast potential. Once all eight rune chains were broken, his strength might even surpass Feng Ao’s and become even more terrifying!

He might even be enough to contend with Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian!

"Very good. This is your chance; your nomological powers are not shallow."

Feng Ao sized the blood dragon up from head to toe.

"Thank you for the praise, Senior."

The blood dragon was neither servile nor overbearing.

"But the inheritance of the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon belongs to my Ancestral Dragon Temple. If you want to take it, you must join my Ancestral Dragon Temple, become slave and servant, and heed my commands!"

Feng Ao finally spoke, voicing his demand.

The blood dragon’s seizure of the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon’s inheritance he could pardon—but the precondition was that the blood dragon must join the Ancestral Dragon Temple.

Moreover, he must serve as slave and servant, completely obeying his orders!

"What!"

The blood dragon was greatly enraged; he hadn’t expected Feng Ao to make such an excessive demand.

Feng Ao let out a cold laugh and said, "What, you won’t agree? Do you know who I am? Even if Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian came, they would have to give me some respect. Outside, there are countless people scrambling to serve me as slaves. That I’m willing to take you as my slave is a heaven-defying nomological fortune for you, and you still have complaints?"

"Senior, forgive me; I cannot agree!"

The blood dragon’s expression darkened. He had already acknowledged Ye Chen as his master, so there was no way he could turn to Feng Ao.

"Very good, you have backbone! Since you persist in your delusion, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Feng Ao’s palm clenched, veins bulging; the Seven-star Dragon Gall Spear stabbed forth, spear light like a dragon, directly shooting toward Ye Chen, the blood dragon, and the rest.

He wasted no words. Since the blood dragon refused to submit, then he would simply kill him.

After all, the blood dragon had just seized the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon’s inheritance and hadn’t fully stabilized it. If he killed the dragon and harvested its blood now, there was still a chance to salvage things.

Thus Feng Ao did not care about the blood dragon’s life; the instant he moved, he struck as an assassin.

The blood dragon’s face changed drastically; he hadn’t expected Feng Ao to kill as soon as he spoke, without the slightest hesitation—simply heartless.

Ye Chen and Ji Siqing’s faces also changed.

Feng Ao’s strength was inconceivably powerful, almost at the level of Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian.

With this strike, a casual thrust of his spear unleashed a sky-towering Great Yuan Qi pressure, almost impossible to resist.

Faced with such an enormous disparity in strength, Ye Chen and the others immediately felt a heaven-defying oppression.

"No!"

Just then, Ye Luo stepped forward, standing in front of Ye Chen.

"Luo!"

Ye Chen was taken aback.

Feng Ao was likewise shocked; he hurriedly withdrew his spear and said, "Luo, what are you doing?"

Ye Luo knelt on the ground and said, "Great Fate Master, Ye Chen and the others are my friends. Please do not harm them."

Hearing this, Feng Ao’s expression sank. Ye Luo was clearly using death to threaten him.

"Luo, step aside! They have seized all the opportunities at Dragon Annihilation Cliff, yet they refuse to serve my Ancestral Dragon Temple. What use is keeping them alive? Better to kill them early! Hurry and move aside!"

Feng Ao’s eyes were icy cold; he only wanted to kill Ye Chen and the others—first to reclaim the opportunities of Dragon Annihilation Cliff, second to avenge his disciple Feng Lie.

Ye Luo bit down hard and said, "Great Fate Master, so long as you’re willing to spare them, I am willing to accept that condition from back then!"

Having said this, Ye Luo drew in a deep breath, as if making some immense decision; her delicate face turned slightly pale, her chest heaving.

Seeing Ye Luo like this, Ye Chen was instantly shaken to the core.

Judging from Ye Luo’s appearance, that so-called condition was extremely harsh; he had no idea what it was.

"Holy Daughter..."

Off to the side, the Wind Spirit Dragon Vulture was also shocked.

It clearly knew what that condition was, and knew how great a price Ye Luo would have to pay.

After hearing Ye Luo’s words, Feng Ao’s eyes lit up and he said, "You’re willing to agree? Have you thought this through? If you truly accept that condition, you will lose your freedom for the rest of your life."

Ye Luo nodded, her face even paler as she said, "So long as the Great Fate Master is willing to spare my friends, I am willing to accept it."

Looking at Ye Luo’s resolute demeanor, Feng Ao’s heart ached for a moment—but thinking of the Ancestral Dragon Temple’s future, he still nodded decisively and said, "Very well. Since you’re willing to accept that condition, I will agree to anything you ask."

With that, he stowed away the Seven-star Dragon Gall Spear, and the slaughtering battle aura on his body completely withdrew.

Clearly, he was willing to let Ye Chen and the others go.

The premise was that Ye Luo must accept that condition!