Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 840 - 838: The Girl Sent by Ren Ao Tian!

Chapter 840: Chapter 838: The Girl Sent by Ren Ao Tian!

At this moment, Ren Feifan was unaware that a little girl was actually sitting atop the beam in the cultivation room.

You see, the sacred sect was protected by an array formation, and since this little girl wasn’t a member of the sacred sect, she should not have been able to appear here at all!

What’s most crucial was that she appeared in the cultivation room and Ren Feifan had no reaction whatsoever!

The girl had a fair and clean face with soft, delicate skin. Her eyebrows were slender as if painted, her eyes twinkled like stars. Below her petite nose sat cherry lips, thin, with the corners turned upward slightly, conveying a somewhat sorrowful smile.

There was a playful air about her face as she sat there with a lollipop in her mouth, dressed in a white silk-embroidered garment.

Her legs swayed back and forth as she hung there, endearing in her charm.

She was pure and tender, like a budding lotus emerging from water, untainted by dust.

The girl lifted her head to look at the dragons above and revealed a hint of a smile, muttering to herself, "So this is the guy that Ao Tian mentioned? Doesn’t seem that impressive, only at the Heavenly Rank. Even though he has Ao Tian’s blood, he doesn’t possess Ao Tian’s pure Divine Dragon bloodline.

However, the phenomenon of his breakthrough is quite impressive. I really can’t understand why Ao Tian is so worried about him, even asking me to help him. This task is so boring, I’d rather be sweeping through the sects with Ao Tian."

...

Ren Feifan’s breakthrough had reached a bottleneck.

The dragon above let out a roar and straight from within the clouds dove down, its massive head aiming directly at Ren Feifan like it would devour him.

A mist of blood shielded Ren Feifan’s body, with a red barrier enveloping his surroundings.

The space was isolated, but Ren Feifan could not just sit idly by, his finger moved slightly, and the vast Buddhist power in his arm made its appearance again. This time Ren Feifan had to prepare for two possibilities!

The Buddhist power swirled continuously around Ren Feifan’s body, turning into a golden barrier.

The red and gold formed a wall pulsing with power, ready to meet the charging dragon overhead!

The dragon’s momentum grew ever stronger; the closer it got to Ren Feifan, the more panic Ren Feifan felt within. In such a predicament, all martial arts techniques became useless, leaving Ren Feifan no choice but to resist with his body.

It was like when he had stood against the Huaxia Heavenly Path’s mighty thunder before.

"Bang!"

The dragon collided with the blood mist; the mist instantly dispersed, evaporating into a cloud of Blood Gas.

Although the barrier failed to hold, it did manage to stall the dragon for a moment – a moment that came at a slight cost to the dragon.

At the very least, its expression became even more enraged.

"Bang!"

This time the dragon hit the golden barrier, which shattered into countless fragments, scattering throughout the space.

The next second, the dragon charged towards Ren Feifan.

"Here it comes!"

Naturally, Ren Feifan could feel the ever-approaching menace, and though the two barriers hadn’t slowed it by much, they had indeed weakened the dragon’s strength. Now, the dragon bore injuries as it pressed on.

"Boom!"

Ren Feifan took the dragon’s strike head-on, and an instant hole formed on the ground.

Inside the crater lay a young man covered in wounds!

Ren Feifan’s breathing was faint, but his heart was increasingly shocked because the very instant the dragon touched him, Ren Feifan felt an energizing surge from the Dantian within, fending off the dragon’s attack.

This time, Ren Feifan was certain; this power was definitely not True Qi!

But what was this power, and why did it reside deep within his Dantian?

Was this power good or bad? Why had it helped him fend off the dragon’s assault?

At this moment, Ren Feifan’s heart was filled with far too many questions.

Ren Feifan rose from the ground and lifted his head, staring straight up into the emptiness above!

This time several dragons were coming down!

He knew clearly that to be reborn, he must withstand the onslaught of these dragons!

"Come on, unleash your last bit of strength, if I flinch now, I won’t be called Ren Feifan!"

Screaming furiously towards the sky, Ren Feifan was covered in bloody wounds, a sight that was shockingly appalling.

But the giant dragon was inexplicably hesitant to emerge.

Huh? Is that it? That can’t be possible.

It felt like the eerie calm before a storm.

So creepy, far too creepy!

Just as Ren Feifan’s brows knitted tightly together, a roar as loud as thunderous lightning erupted next to him.

Here it comes!

Ren Feifan’s mind was racing, pondering every possible method or trump card he could use to fend off the dragon’s impending attack.

However, many of his trump cards were unusable; the vast Buddhist power was ineffective, and his vital essence was clearly no better.

Ren Feifan felt a whiff of death looming, as the roar of the dragons even instilled a sense of undefeatable resolve within him.

This was the disparity that true power created!

Although the dragon had unleashed a formidable aura, it did not cause Ren Feifan any substantial harm, nor did it charge down at him as the previous dragon had!

This was Ren Feifan’s fleeting chance, and so, he decided to take the offensive.

"Holy Abyss Sword!"

Suddenly, a spirit sword with intertwined gold and crimson appeared in Ren Feifan’s hands. Its aura was immensely powerful, making the vitality around it desolate and cold.

Ren Feifan lifted the Sacred Sword towards the sky, his eyes filled with icy determination. No matter what, he had to give it his all.

Even if life and death hung by a thread!

Come on! Show me your true power!

Within Ren Feifan’s eyes flickered a rare seriousness and chill. He was well aware that if he couldn’t turn the tables with this strike, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

The Holy Abyss Sword in his hands trembled slightly, radiating a red light so dazzling that it seemed to brighten the entire world with its sword glow!

The dragon’s gaze was casual, as if Ren Feifan’s strike couldn’t affect it at all.

As if comparing a king to a commoner.

But the next second, the dragon moved, its massive true form coiling out from within the clouds, exhaling a wisp of Dragon Energy from its nostrils!

"Boom!"

A seven-colored sphere shot out from the dragon’s gaping mouth, heading towards Ren Feifan without warning!

The real attack had just begun!

A flicker of resoluteness shot through Ren Feifan’s eyes. With a gentle wave of the Holy Abyss Sword, a cold Sword Qi lunged towards the bizarre sphere in the sky!

I don’t care what you are, even if you’re the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, you shall kneel before me, Ren Feifan!

"Bang!"

The Sword Qi streaked by, leaving no trace.

Yet the seven-colored sphere continued its course towards Ren Feifan, its speed unaltered.

"Huh? It failed?"

Ren Feifan did not expect his strike with the Holy Abyss Sword to be wholly ineffective. What in the world was this seven-colored sphere?

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed as he tried to discern what this entity coming at him really was.

If one strand of Sword Intent wasn’t enough, then two, three!

(Let’s go with five consecutive Chapters first, with more updates in the evening and nighttime!)