Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1766 - 1762: The Journey, The Vast Ocean of Stars! (Three more updates!)

Chapter 1766: Chapter 1762: The Journey, The Vast Ocean of Stars! (Three more updates!)

At this moment, Wan Cheng Feng’s body trembled as he watched the surface of the Saint Gate disciples around him condense into a barrier. Looking up at the Supreme Saint Sovereign on the platform, he felt a heavy burden weighing on his shoulders.

He had not fulfilled his duties as a Sect Leader!

At least not before!

Fortunately, the Saint Gate still had the Saint Sovereign. With the Saint Sovereign leading them, the mortal realm was definitely not the Saint Gate’s end—it was merely the beginning!

The Saint Gate’s journey was destined to span across this endless sea of stars!

Dark clouds loomed over the Capital City, an ominous sight mirrored across Huaxia. Some people even mistook it for the end of the world, rushing to post apocalyptic predictions online.

Meanwhile, Huaxia’s Meteorological Bureau, in coordination with other regional stations, announced that heavy rainfall was imminent!

Across Huaxia’s vast expanse, the anomaly in the Capital City was the most intense—not just dark clouds!

Instead, the sky was enveloped by a vast expanse of Purple Energy, completely dispelling the originally dense clouds.

To observant individuals, even the sun above was gradually growing incomparably radiant, surrounded by swirling Purple Energy.

It was somewhat eerie.

At the same time, in the lush region of Sichuan, Cheng City, atop North Qing Mountain.

An elderly figure clad in simple attire stood at the mountain’s summit, gazing into the heavens, lost in thought as he observed the phenomenon.

"Such a powerful anomaly... could a force as terrifying as the one from millennia ago be reawakening in the mortal world?"

Lost in reflection for several minutes, the old man bit his lip, seemingly resolving himself as his fingers began to twitch subtly, calculating something.

Golden runes swirled around him incessantly, appearing almost as if an ancient immortal had descended upon the mortal realm!

Suddenly, his expression shifted dramatically, his pupils dilating as he violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, spraying it onto a nearby pine tree.

The blood scattered, jarringly vivid.

Staring at the patch of blood, the old man’s face took on a horrified expression as he murmured, "Why... why has this anomaly dragged me into it as well? Could my identity have been exposed? Has the true state of affairs in Huaxia shifted? Who... who exactly!?"

His face pale, the old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

How many years had it been? He didn’t even know how many years he had lived.

He felt as though he were a walking corpse, witnessing the endless shifts of the world.

"Seas rise and fall, mountains shift in an instant"—these words might as well have been written about him.

Countless envied his immortality, yet who could truly understand the loneliness beneath it?

He had watched loved ones perish one after another; over time, his emotions had grown numb. He dared not marry, dared not have children, dared not forge relationships or speak with others.

Like a wandering cloud or a wild crane, he strolled through the mountain ranges, plucking tea leaves, brewing medicines, and idly passing the time.

To him, cultivating realms no longer mattered.

What did attaining the pinnacle of this world even mean?

After a millennium passes, everything fades away!

He couldn’t even claim the right to die now—was this not the cruelest irony?

The old man let out a weary sigh, beginning his descent from the mountain, singing to himself as he walked: "Seas rise and fall, in the blink of an eye; I am but an ordinary man, a mortal without spiritual roots!"

...

In the Capital City’s Saint Gate.

The anomaly overhead had completely dissipated.

All was cleared away, the skies pristine and boundless.

Every Saint Gate disciple’s cultivation realm had inexplicably stabilized. Ren Feifan was highly satisfied with this outcome. He looked upon the disciples below and continued:

"The opportunity just now belonged to all of you. It was not something I bestowed; it was something you earned. Now, I will speak of another important matter—good news.

The Saint Gate’s journey does not stop here. As everyone knows, a year ago, I led a group of Saint Gate disciples into the Hidden Gate. Do you know what we experienced this past year?"

None of the Saint Gate disciples spoke. They held their breath, awaiting the Saint Sovereign’s next words!

Ren Feifan twirled the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand and plunged it directly into the arena platform!

The platform cracked outward in all directions!

Ren Feifan suddenly declared, "In the Hidden Gate, we eradicated a prominent family—the Lei Family! Do you remember those Lei Family elders who invaded our Saint Gate back then? Their family, their legacy, will cease to exist forever!

Furthermore, we discovered a peak where Spiritual Energy is a hundred times denser than in the mortal realm—Saint Doctor’s Peak! The founding site of Huaxia’s ancient and unparalleled sect, Saint Doctor’s Gate!

It boasts magnificent palaces, far more expansive and powerful than the Capital City’s Saint Gate by a hundredfold!"

The Saint Gate disciples began breathing heavily.

A hundredfold denser Spiritual Energy—what did that mean? Could it be that cultivating there for three days was equivalent to cultivating here for an entire year?

The Capital City’s Saint Gate disciples felt envy tinged with disappointment.

If only they could go too—but they lacked the qualifications.

Just as the crowd’s spirits began to sink, Ren Feifan strode forward and declared loudly, "Now, I announce: as long as you break through to the Heavenly Rank or the Innate Realm!! You will be eligible to enter the Hidden Gate’s Saint Gate! Everyone has the chance, as long as you work hard and prove yourselves!"

These words caused the crowd’s breathing to quicken.

Their bodies trembled violently!

They never expected that they, too, could have the chance to step into the Hidden Gate, ascend to Saint Doctor’s Peak, and access those unparalleled cultivation resources!

This wasn’t just good news—it was monumental news!

Even Wan Cheng Feng’s eyes turned bloodshot. Though he aspired to be the Sect Leader here, he desired even more to step into the Hidden Gate!

That was the true land of cultivation.

That was the paradise for cultivators!

"Boom!"

Without knowing why, Wan Cheng Feng suddenly clenched his fist and struck the ground with force. The sheer impact created shockwaves rippling around him.

The ground shattered! Just like the platform!

This was a symbol of the Saint Gate’s might!

"The Saint Gate is mighty!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Saint Gate disciples behind him also struck the ground, mimicking Wan Cheng Feng’s actions perfectly.

"The Saint Sovereign is mighty!"

"The Saint Sovereign is mighty!"

At this moment, nearly everyone chanted the words "The Saint Sovereign is mighty."

Before them, the ground fractured, and even their fists bled!

But the sheer intensity of their voices radiated determination!

Their hearts were truly enraptured!

It felt as though their fates were entirely within their grasp!

To step into the Hidden Gate, they needed to grow stronger!

This group of Saint Gate disciples couldn’t wait to charge into the cultivation chambers and start training day and night!

Ren Feifan, sensing the disciples’ restless energy below, said, "I’ve said almost everything I need to say. What happens next is up to you. I hope you seize control of your destinies and step into the Hidden Gate soon, reaching unparalleled realms.

Also, I will be leaving for a while during this period. When I return, I expect some of you to have already qualified. Let me clarify one point: when I come back, every one of you must have advanced by one major realm. Otherwise, even if you meet the qualifications I spoke of earlier, you will still not be eligible to enter the Hidden Gate."

After finishing, Ren Feifan stepped forward and landed directly off the platform.

An uproar erupted among the disciples—was the Saint Sovereign departing again?

Where would he go this time?

And advancing one major realm by the time he returned—was that even possible?

A major realm could take a year, or even ten years!

If the Saint Sovereign returned in one or two months, how were they supposed to accomplish this?

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