Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 1824 - 1820: Sudden Change!

Capital City time, six o’clock in the evening—the city lights were dazzling.

For the people of the Capital City, the nightlife was just beginning, and the entire city was bustling with energy, except for the Sacred Order, which remained eerily silent.

It was as if it stood in stark contrast to the city’s fervor.

While cultivating, Ren Feifan abruptly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a deep breath of murky air. The Demonic Qi and True Qi within him had completely gathered in his Dantian.

He stood up, lightly swept his Spiritual Sense across the surroundings, and immediately noticed that the Sacred Order disciples had already assembled in the grand hall.

Ren Feifan clasped his hands behind his back and used True Qi to forcibly open the door, then proceeded toward the grand hall.

Seconds later, the doors to the hall swung open, revealing two neat rows of Sacred Order disciples lined up before him.

Each person in the hall had eyes as sharp as blades and stood with their heads held high, exuding an intense aura of breakthrough determination.

This was a stark contrast to what he remembered.

Wan Cheng Feng, as Sect Leader, was overcome with emotion upon seeing Ren Feifan. He stepped forward in a single bound and appeared directly in front of Ren Feifan.

He then knelt on one knee, his knee slamming into the ground with such force that it caused shockwaves to ripple through the air.

The floor cracked!

This power would unquestionably be considered astounding in the secular world!

"Wan Cheng Feng of the Sacred Order! Pays homage to the Sacred Leader!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The rest of the Sacred Order disciples mirrored Wan Cheng Feng’s movements perfectly.

"Pays homage to the Sacred Leader!"

"Pays homage to the Sacred Leader!"

In that moment, nearly everyone’s lips echoed the two words, "Sacred Leader."

For the past two months, they had been relentlessly cultivating, day and night, all for this very moment.

The moment of inspection by the Sacred Leader!

No one knew the price they paid for their desperate cultivation!

Exhausted in both body and soul, they gritted their teeth and persevered!

Now, they roared and shouted, pouring all their suppressed emotions into their cries!

The power of their voices conveyed an unparalleled determination!

Blood Gas surged forth from their bodies, reaching heights far greater than two months ago, soaring into the heavens.

Ren Feifan was moved. Although their strength wasn’t immense, this group would undoubtedly become the Sacred Order’s sharpest and most formidable force.

Ren Feifan stepped forward, raising his hands lightly as he spoke: "Everyone, stand up."

As his words fell, a synchronized sound reverberated. Each Sacred Order disciple rose like an unyielding spear.

Ren Feifan swept his gaze around the hall; he remembered each disciple’s cultivation level before he left the Sacred Order crystal clear!

Now, he realized that the disciples’ current cultivation realms had far surpassed everything from before!

Some had even advanced across two major realms within two months!

Such a feat in the secular cultivation world was exceedingly rare.

While high-tier Elixirs played a role, the most crucial reason was their collective breakthrough determination!

The phrase "The gates of Qin finally belonged to Chu, and three thousand armored soldiers from Yue could defeat Wu!"

Was made to speak of a group such as theirs!

Ren Feifan stepped onto the platform and coughed lightly. "I originally assumed that only one-third of you would achieve this goal, but I never imagined that you would all surpass my expectations! Good! Very good! Truly excellent!"

"I, Ren Feifan, keep my word. From this day forward, you all are qualified to enter the Hidden Gate, to embark upon the supreme path! To become the strongest among men!"

Ren Feifan’s voice boomed like thunder, resonating across the hall!

Every Sacred Order disciple present felt their breathing quicken the moment they heard these words!

Clenching their fists tightly, veins bulged across their bodies!

Some even struck the air with fists, causing explosive bursts of sound!

Ren Feifan was extremely satisfied with the disciples’ condition. With a wave of his arm, a flicker of light unfolded, and a massive chest landed before them!

The moment the disciples laid eyes on the chest, their hearts surged with overwhelming joy!

Elixirs!

Undoubtedly these were coveted Elixirs that could rarely be encountered!

They knew full well the efficacy of the Sacred Leader’s Elixirs—akin to celestial pills! Without them, their remarkable breakthroughs would have been impossible.

"Wan Cheng Feng, step forward!" Ren Feifan commanded.

Wan Cheng Feng stepped out boldly, his eyes resolute as he looked at the Sacred Leader, awaiting orders.

"There’s only one thing I want you to do..." Ren Feifan began, but his sentence was abruptly cut off as his expression darkened, his eyes narrowing in shock. He sensed an overwhelming surge of energy approaching the Sacred Order!

This aura didn’t carry the fluctuations typical of a cultivator but was terrifyingly oppressive!

"Not good!"

Two Gatekeepers were temporarily stationed outside!

True Qi surged beneath Ren Feifan’s feet as he darted out like an arrow leaving the bowstring!

A tempest of power erupted within the Sacred Order, shaking its very foundation!

The other disciples wore expressions of confusion, utterly unprepared for their Sacred Leader’s abrupt change of demeanor!

They could only follow Ren Feifan as he charged outside!

...

Such distance was merely a second’s journey for Ren Feifan!

But when he arrived outside the Sacred Order, he found two serpentine daggers had already pierced into the bodies of the two Gatekeepers with brutal precision!

"Get out of my sight!"

Ren Feifan’s hand surged with violent energy, his True Qi clashing against the two serpentine daggers. Though he managed to neutralize most of their force, it was already too late.

The two Gatekeepers had been blown away by the daggers, crimson stains blooming upon the white fabric of their chests.

Their faces paled, their vitality dissipating at an alarming rate!

Ren Feifan spotted a shadow and wanted to give chase, but knowing that if he didn’t act immediately, the lives of the severely injured Gatekeepers would be irreparable!

Without hesitation, he rushed to their sides and pulled the serpentine daggers out of their bodies!

"Clang!" The daggers clattered to the ground, emitting a sinister black hue.

Poison!

Ren Feifan ignored everything else, pressed his finger against their vital points, and administered an Elixir to each of them.

The Elixirs dissolved in their mouths, but the two showed no signs of improvement.

Ren Feifan clenched his fists, pulled out silver needles, and inserted them into their bodies one by one.

At that moment, a mocking voice echoed across the skies!

"Huaxia boy, rest assured, this is just the beginning. You killed our people back then, so you should have anticipated this outcome. From now on, you can savor the curse of our ancient civilization! The wrath of our great Lord Osiris is beyond your comprehension!"

"Consider this a friendly warning: tomorrow, four people from your pathetic Sacred Order will perish. Remember! Four people! It could be anyone."

Ren Feifan’s eyes hardened, a storm of fury roaring in his heart! Yet he held himself back from giving chase.

He knew that abandoning these injured disciples now would mean their certain death.

At this moment, saving lives took precedence.

"Sacred Order disciples, follow me! Let’s take that man down together!" Wan Cheng Feng unsheathed his Cold Sword and roared.

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

The Sacred Order disciples prepared to follow Wan Cheng Feng toward the voice’s origin, but Ren Feifan’s chilling voice rang out!

"No one is to leave! Everyone, stay within the Sacred Order!"

Wan Cheng Feng froze, looking at Ren Feifan, hurriedly stating, "But that man..."

"No buts!"

Ren Feifan’s tone was unwaveringly resolute. He knew Wan Cheng Feng would likely be no match for their opponent.

Choosing not to act or pursue didn’t mean Ren Feifan was afraid.

Ren Feifan’s icy gaze was now sharper than a venomous serpent’s! The surroundings grew increasingly cold with layers of frost forming in his wake.

Ren Feifan’s silver needles danced like musical notes in his hands, a cruel smirk tugging at the corner of his lips:

"Dare to touch my Sacred Order? Even if you don’t come for me, I will personally wield the Ancient Dust Sword to sever your heads!"

"Egypt’s Pharaoh? Osiris? Hmph! Even if you were the gods of the West, I, Ren Feifan, would personally drag you down from your divine thrones!"