Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1005 - 1003: Deep Hatred, Revenge! (Sixth release!)

Chapter 1005: Chapter 1003: Deep Hatred, Revenge! (Sixth release!)

Ren Feifan finally reached Old Zheng’s side.

Old Zheng, who once was full of spirit, now looked completely different, with a deathly pale face, and his clothes shattered from the force of the recent battle!

Not a single piece was intact.

His chest sported a deep indent, filled with a nearly indistinguishable mess of blood and flesh.

It was evident that the battle had caused him severe damage!

At this moment, he had already sustained serious injuries!

Old Zheng hadn’t sustained such injuries for many years.

The last time he was injured was decades ago.

Back then, he was still in the Hidden Gate, wounded by an elder of the gate. He was rescued and escaped to the secular world.

Since then, he guarded his small territory and never meddled in the affairs of the Hidden Gate!

Now, after so many years, his strength had grown, but he had regressed, now to be beaten by a mere Heavenly Rank.

He couldn’t be more embarrassed.

Suddenly, a dark shadow blocked his light.

He slightly opened his eyes and saw a young man holding half of a broken sword.

The young man’s face was expressionless, his eyes revealing endless murderous intent, as if he would completely slay him at will.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He tried to stand but found his Dantian almost shattered, his meridians broken, with just a trace of Spiritual Energy left!

"Who are you, exactly? It’s impossible for the Ren Family to have two geniuses!"

Years ago, Old Zheng was shocked to hear that Ren Feicheng had been taken as a closed-door disciple by a master of the Inner Hidden Gate. Initially, he hadn’t thought of targeting Ren Feifan, as he still feared the influence of Ren Feicheng, Ren Feifan’s brother, within the Hidden Gate.

But later, through investigation, he realized Ren Feicheng and Ren Feifan were sworn enemies.

Then he no longer needed to tread carefully.

But he had never expected that Ren Feifan before him was even more terrifying than Ren Feicheng, who had joined the Inner Hidden Gate all those years ago!

Ren Feicheng had cultivated for so many years to reach such a realm, and Ren Feifan, according to investigations, had only cultivated for a year!

In just one year, he had defeated someone who had cultivated in the True Path Realm for hundreds of years!

Inconceivable!

This could no longer be described as monstrous!

It was as if he existed in cheat mode!

He surely possessed an earth-shattering adventure, and certainly one not from Purgatory Island!

So where did it come from?

Ren Feifan waved his arm, commanding Luo Yin, "Bring Sword Marquis’s Ashes Box!"

Luo Yin approached carefully, her eyes filled with unprecedented seriousness.

Fearful of touching the Ashes Box.

"Holy Master..."

Ren Feifan glanced at the Ashes Box in front of him, looked at the half-handled Extinction Sword in his hand, and calmly said, "Sword Marquis, I promised to use your sword to personally seek revenge, and now you watch!"

His gaze fell on Old Zheng, and he said lightly, "Old man, at the end, do you have anything to say?"

Old Zheng shook his head, then after a few seconds, he nodded slightly and asked, "Since I am a dying man, can you tell me who your master is? Why can’t I find any clue about your cultivation secret, even after searching all documents and even tracking your three-year trace on Purgatory Island? It’s impossible to advance from the Huang Rank Realm to where you are now in just a year on your own!"

"You really want to know?"

Ren Feifan’s lips curled up in a cold smile, granting a dying man’s wish wasn’t impossible.

It would even make his death more painful.

After a while, Ren Feifan slightly bent, his lips curled in a cold smile, and he whispered, "Actually, my legacy comes from the ’Holy—Medicine—Gate—’ "

After saying this, his eyes hardened, and he suddenly thrust the half-handled Extinction Sword downward.

Directly into Old Zheng’s heart.

Old Zheng’s eyes widened with disbelief, his mouth choked with emotion as he stammered, "No wonder... no wonder... you actually..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was completely swallowed by darkness, his eyes remaining open!

Ren Feifan pulled the bloodstained Extinction Sword half out of its sheath.

After that, his gaze shifted and instantly focused on the remaining Elder Qin and the other two Guardians.

Elder Qin was so startled by this look that he instinctively backed away several steps!

If even Old Zheng, the strongest among them, had died at this young man’s hand, what chance did he have?

He wanted to run but knew he couldn’t escape, and he didn’t even dare to meet Ren Feifan’s gaze!

"You can’t kill me, I am..." he blurted out in panic.

Gone was any semblance of a monster’s fierceness.

Ren Feifan didn’t waste any words and shot a silver needle into the man’s body.

Elder Qin briefly lost his cultivation. This man would not be killed yet, as he could still be useful later!

"Luo Yin, take him away."

"Yes, Sovereign!"

Ren Feifan then turned his gaze toward the other two monsters.

The two monsters, realizing they had no chance of survival, each drew their weapons against Ren Feifan!

"Young man, there are only so many in the Heavenly Path of Huaxia. You can kill one or two, but if you kill all five, you’ll become the eternal sinner of Huaxia! If masters from the West, India, or Egypt invade our Huaxia, and you are not here, do you know the consequences?"

One of the Guardians said.

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t respond.

But what the man said wasn’t without merit.

However, these people had harbored killing intentions toward him—letting them live would only endanger himself.

Better to kill a hundred by mistake than to let one go.

Without further thought, he clenched his palm and commanded, "Ancient Dust Sword, come!"

The next second, a streak of dark light flashed, and the Ancient Dust Sword landed squarely in Ren Feifan’s palm!

Dragging the Ancient Dust Sword, Ren Feifan walked step by step, as the two sensed that life and death hung by a thread, their True Qi gathering, ready to act!

Just as the situation reached a critical point, a white-browed elder appeared between Ren Feifan and them.

It was Elder Qiu, who had been absent for a long time.

Elder Qiu had been closely watching the battle from the start, his heart rolling like a roller coaster.

He had guessed the beginning but not the ending.

In the end, it was Ren Feifan who had won.

Unexpected.

"Mr. Ren, could you perhaps spare these two men for my sake? They are True Path Realm fighters; Huaxia needs them. Moreover, this whole situation was merely them being used by Old Qin and Old Zheng. They stood on the wrong side, but their crime does not deserve death."

Feeling that Ren Feifan was still unmoved, he added, "As I know, the Pharaoh of Egypt will soon visit Huaxia. Judging by his attitude, his intentions are not good, and I alone cannot stand against him..."

As Ren Feifan looked at the elder before him and pondered for a long time, he eventually stopped moving.

"I can spare them, but how can they assure me that they won’t threaten the Sacred Gate or those around me again? I do not like lurking bombs."

"Leave that to me," Elder Qiu said as he approached the two monsters. He went up to them and said directly, "Swear a blood oath to the Heavenly Path. It’s the only way to save yourselves."

The two elders looked at each other and made their decision. Pinching their fingers, they released a drop of vital blood and swore to the heavens!

"With our vital blood as a bond, we swear to the Heavenly Path that if we ever move against Ren Feifan or the people around him and the Sacred Gate again, our bodies will perish, and our souls will be annihilated!"

Ren Feifan nodded, satisfied with the outcome.

Let them go then. If they defy us again, they will be killed!

Now that the loose ends were tied up, it was time for the dead to rest in peace.

With a grand gesture, he commanded, "Send Sword Marquis up the mountain!"