Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 1841 - 1837: Prajna Appears! (Four Updates)

The demonic qi surrounding Ren Feifan gradually dissipated, and he paid no mind to Osiris’s threat.

How could anyone survive being incinerated by the Sky Demon Yin Fire?

The Sky Demon Yin Fire was one of the foremost existences on the Spiritual Heaven and Earth Fire List, far surpassing even the Nine Transformation Heart Flame.

If it couldn’t burn this guy to death, then Ren Feifan would have nothing to say.

Having concluded everything, Ren Feifan’s gaze landed on the nine-headed giant serpent.

No, it should be the eight-headed giant serpent now.

With Osiris’s death, the figures of the eight-headed giant serpent gradually faded, as if they had never existed.

Those Egyptian pharaohs discovered that both Osiris and the Hell Serpent God had vanished; their two greatest supports were utterly lost. Their faces changed dramatically, now filled with panic.

They did not hesitate, retreating one after another.

Any one of them who could run, tried to do so.

After all, if even Osiris was dead, what could be said for them!

That kid was simply a devil!

A true devil!

At present, retreating was their only chance for survival.

Just as those pharaohs were preparing to leave, Ren Feifan’s gaze froze, and a cold voice rang out: "Saint Gate disciples, heed my command: leave no outsiders alive!"

Ren Feifan’s character had long since changed; he would not allow a tiger to return to the mountain.

With so many people, who could guarantee that there weren’t others like Osiris behind them?

Killing them all was undoubtedly the best solution.

All of those who came from Egypt must remain forever on this land of Huaxia.

"Yes, Holy Venerable!"

The eyes of the Saint Gate disciples flashed with determination. They each drew their weapons, gathering a terrifying momentum in their hands, and formed groups of three to directly encircle all the Egyptians.

In the next second, blades and swords clashed, and blood rapidly stained the ground, with countless screams of agony echoing incessantly.

In just a short dozen seconds, all those Egyptian pharaohs had fallen!

The defenses in their hearts had long since collapsed, so what right did they have to resist?

Having issued his orders, Ren Feifan exhaled deeply, feeling nearly exhausted to the point of collapse.

He firmly gripped the Ancient Dust Sword, reversed his hold, and plunged it directly into the ground.

He tightly grasped the sword hilt, striving not to let his body fall.

It would be too disgraceful to collapse in front of so many Saint Gate disciples.

Next, Ren Feifan retrieved a large pile of elixirs single-handedly from a mysterious space and swallowed them in one go, regardless of their effects.

The elixirs melted upon entry, and a strong medicinal fragrance spread throughout his body.

Ren Feifan finally felt somewhat relieved, estimating that, with the recovery ability of his bloodline, he would be back to peak condition in just a few more hours.

Just then, Wang Zhen quietly approached Ren Feifan and supported him, saying, "Come, Feifan, how are you feeling? I’ll take you to the Saint Gate now; I can sense your body is somewhat weak."

Ren Feifan glanced at Wang Zhen and instead said, "That thing hasn’t been activated, right."

Wang Zhen shook his head, waving the remote control in his hand.

He hadn’t expected that at this time, Ren Feifan would still be concerned with such a matter.

"Feifan, the power you unleashed earlier nearly surpasses that thing; there is naturally no need for it." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

Ren Feifan’s eyes shifted, and he quickly said, "Uncle, since I’ve completely ended the battle, ask the leaders if that thing can be taken into the Hidden Gate. I estimate I won’t take long before returning to the Hidden Gate, and by then, it might prove extremely useful."

"This..." Wang Zhen hesitated for a moment and didn’t speak.

After all, that thing was extremely dangerous, with a terrifying destructive power.

Back then, M Country dropped one on Hiroshima, and decades later, Hiroshima still hasn’t fully recovered. It shows the scale of this thing’s power.

Wang Zhen glanced at Ren Feifan, feeling a bit distressed but ultimately promised through gritted teeth, "Feifan, you needn’t worry about this matter, I’ll personally speak with the relevant leadership. You’ve earned a merit for Huaxia; those in higher positions won’t ignore it."

"Okay."

With that, Wang Zhen said no more and directly helped Ren Feifan into his jeep, and the other Saint Gate disciples also boarded the Saint Gate vehicles.

The outsiders had all become souls under their blades, so naturally, they had no reason to stay here.

The entire abandoned factory on the western outskirts was left with only three members of the national security bureau guarding it.

The remaining three national security members glanced around at the traces of battle, still stunned in their hearts.

They’d heard countless legends about the Holy Venerable of the Saint Gate, but this time, they’d truly witnessed it firsthand.

The Holy Venerable was far more terrifying than the legends.

"Do you think the Holy Venerable will be ostracized by the country? After all, his power is too dreadful..."

"I don’t think so; haven’t you noticed that the senior leadership pays close attention to the affairs of the Saint Gate? Though the Saint Gate is powerful, and the Holy Venerable even more so, if used properly, Huaxia need not fear any country!"

"That’s true... If only I had half the power of the Holy Venerable."

...

As the three were chatting, they completely failed to notice a dark figure appearing behind them!

If Ren Feifan were here, he would surely recognize the dark figure as the one who ran away from the Holy Hidden Realm in the Hidden Gate — Prajna!

Prajna had some significant connection with the Wuji Sect, but after the Wuji Sect’s downfall, Prajna vanished completely within the Secret Realms.

No one knew where Prajna went.

Nor would anyone have thought that Prajna would follow Ren Feifan to the Huaxia mortal world.

Prajna condensed three strands of energy and directly infused them into the bodies of the three national security members.

Within a moment of negligence, the three national security personnel fell unconscious.

Only then did Prajna step out from the shadows!

Looking at the surrounding killing and curse aura, a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Seems like following that kid out was indeed the correct choice. Here, such strong curse and death auras are practically a great tonic for me! Haha! With such a thing, I’ll thoroughly enjoy myself!"

Prajna directly sat cross-legged, with a multitude of energies around him surging toward his body.

His aura began to constantly rise.

At this moment, Osiris’s form coalesced in the air.

Osiris wore a sinister smile: "Ren Feifan, I told you that you couldn’t kill me. My soul is immortal, what right do you have to end my life!"

Before his words could finish, he felt a powerful suction pulling him!

Osiris’s soul could not control itself and continuously drifted towards Prajna!

"Who are you! Why are you absorbing my soul?"

Osiris screamed in terror, but Prajna paid no heed and continued absorbing fervently!

No one knew how long had passed, but Prajna absorbed all the death energy and remnant souls in the area, and his body began undergoing some strange transformation...