Urban Medical God

Even the Devil Emperor, under Ye Chen's majestic formation, withdrew again and again.

"Very good, boy, in terms of formation cultivation alone, you are now the second most powerful person in the world!"

The Demon Emperor sighed in admiration.

Ye Chen's formation skills are so strong that only the Ancient Emperor Yuhuang can surpass him in the world.

If Ye Chen can ascend to become a heavenly king, comprehend the laws of the supreme world, and then integrate into his own formation, it will only be a matter of time before he surpasses the ancient emperor Yuhuang.

"Senior Devil Emperor, it's all thanks to you."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and thanked the Demon Emperor Shrouding Heaven again.

If it wasn't for the Demon Emperor's decisive mind, it would have been impossible for Ye Chen to have this array of characters.

The Devil Emperor smiled and said: "It's okay, between you and me, you don't have to be polite, then I will take my leave first."

Ye Chen cupped his hands and said, "See you next time."

The two bid farewell and separated immediately, the Devil Emperor returned to the old alliance, and Ye Chen also brought Xia Ruoxue, Wei Ying, Ji Siqing and other women back to the ancestral land of Beimang.

Ye Chen originally wanted to find the Iron Throne, but after thinking about it carefully, the Iron Throne is no longer in Lost Time and Space, and the secrets are vague and untraceable. If there is no clue, it would be futile to search blindly. It is better to go back to Beimang ancestors to rectify first.

Having made up his mind, Ye Chen tore through the void and returned to the ancestral land of Beimang.

Xia Ruoxue, Wei Ying and other women also came out of the world of the underworld and the wishing star.

Xiaohuang, Xiaobai and Ye Wuwu also came out.

Everyone reunited in the ancestral land of Beimang and had a drink.

At night, Ye Chen and the two daughters shared a room. After making love to each other, he suddenly heard the sound of flutes coming from the sea outside the ancestral land.

The sound of the flute was melodious and desolate, and Ye Chen faintly caught Ren Feifan's breath.

"Senior Ren is here?"

Ye Chen's heart moved, he put on his clothes, and went outside the ancestral land. Sure enough, in the vast sea, he saw a tall and straight figure facing the wind.

It was Ren Feifei!

Ren Feifei was holding a jade flute, standing on a rock, playing it slowly, the sound of the flute was very desolate.

"Senior Ren!"

Ye Chen called out, and Yufeng flew over.

"Is it noisy to you?"

Ren Feifei put away the jade flute and said with a smile.

Ye Chen said: "No, Senior Ren, since you are here, why don't you come to me directly?"

Ren Feifei smiled and said: "You just came back from Lost Time and Space, I want to wait for you to rest, and then it's not too late to talk to you."

Ye Chen remembered the lingering with Xia Ruoxue and other women in the room just now, his face flushed slightly, he coughed, and said, "Senior Ren, just tell me if you have anything to do."

Ren Feifei nodded and said, "Go to Lost Time and Space, have you seen the Iron Throne?"

Ye Chen's heart trembled, and he said, "Yes!"

Thinking of the Iron Throne, Ye Chen still has lingering fears.

The aura of that throne was so terrifying that it almost turned him into iron.

Ren Feifei said: "With your current strength, it is almost impossible to hold the Iron Throne."

Ye Chen said: "Yes." Of course, he also knew that he was not strong enough at the moment, even if he found the Iron Throne, he might not be able to subdue it.

Ren Feifei said: "Your strength is already at the eighth level of the Taizhen Realm, and you are getting closer to the Hundred Shackles Realm. If you can break through and advance to the Hundred Flails Realm, you may have a chance to hold the Iron Throne!"

Ye Chen's heart moved, and he said: "Senior Ren, I want to cut off the shackles of martial arts, do you have any good suggestions?"

"How many shackles do you think I can break?"

Breaking through the shackles is the last threshold before becoming a Tianjun!

The number of shackles to be cut determines the achievement of future cultivation.

According to Ye Chen's knowledge, the number of Ren Feifei who cut the shackles back then was ninety-seven.

The ancient emperor Yuhuang was the ninety-three shackles.

The first time the goddess cut the shackles was ninety-six, she was a little weaker. Later, she was dissatisfied, she cut the shackles again, endured great pain, and finally achieved the achievement of ninety-six shackles.

The highest record is Hongjun Patriarch and Martial Ancestor, both of whom cut the shackles ninety-nine times.

This is already the limit.

It is a legend to cut shackles and a hundred ways, and no one has ever achieved it.

Even Patriarch Hongjun and Martial Ancestor failed to achieve the Hundred Flails Slash back then, missing the last one.

Ren Feifei stared at Ye Chen, and said: "You have opened the hidden realm of Wuxu Realm, and you have the blood of reincarnation. It is very likely that you will break through the limit of your predecessors, or even break through the limit of Hongjun Patriarch, and achieve a hundred shackles!"

"One hundred martial arts shackles, the most difficult to break are the last three."

"The last three shackles, two are on the eyes, and one is on the heart."

"Back then, I cut the shackles ninety-seven times, but it was the last three ways that I failed to cut off."

Speaking of the past, Ren Feifei's tone was filled with endless regret.

Ye Chen murmured: "Is it so difficult to cut off the last three ways? You can't even do it as a senior?"

Ren Feifei sighed: "Of course, the first is the shackles on the eyes."

"People's eyes are always confused by the weather of the outside world, and they cannot see the origin of the Dao because they are imprisoned by shackles."

"If you want to point directly to the source and prove the ultimate nothingness, you must first cut off the shackles of your eyes, so that you can see the truest reality of the universe."

"There are still two shackles on my eyes, and I haven't been able to cut them off."

"There is the last one, the shackles of the heart. It is extremely difficult to cut off, even a thousand times more difficult than cutting off the previous ninety-nine."

Ye Chen was shocked: "The shackles of the heart..."

Ren Feifei said: "That's right! This is the last one among a hundred shackles, and it is also the most difficult one!"