Urban Undying Lord
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The body exploded, blood rained down, and the so-called best Martial Artist in Japan couldn’t even withstand one palm strike from Ye Xuan, instead turning into a shower of blood and falling to the ground.

As this scene unfolded before Sun Xiaofu, he completely froze on the spot, his gaze toward Ye Xuan filled with unprecedented horror.

“Mr.

Yamamoto!”

Numerous Japanese Martial Artists screamed in terror, unable to believe that the top Martial Artist of Japan had died here in vain.

“Fire.”

Bang bang bang!

The dark muzzle emitted terrifying tongues of fire, the roaring sound of bullets deafening, completely engulfing Ye Xuan, until their ammunition was exhausted and peace gradually returned to the area, despite the strong burnt smell in the air.

“Is…

is he dead?” a soldier whispered tremblingly.

“Quick…

look!”

Suddenly, someone screamed in terror, prompting the Japanese soldiers to look toward Ye Xuan’s location, only to become completely frozen in place, with some attempting to flee.

Enveloped in a misty blood light, countless bullets hung suspended in the air, a cold smile passing over Ye Xuan’s lips.

Hum!

The void fluctuated, and the bullets reversed their direction, the terrifying whistling sound immediately turning these Japanese into sieves; their bodies shattered, a large cloud of blood mist spraying out, all turning into cold dead bodies on the ground, leaving no survivors.

Ye Xuan spared no one, for he had come to Japan not to sightsee, but to kill.

“Truly a bunch of ignorant people.”

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, walking towards the outside, while Sun Xiaofu, his face flushed, quickly followed after Ye Xuan, his voice trembling: “My lord, where are we going?”

“The Emperor Pavilion in Japan.”

As Ye Xuan’s voice fell, Sun Xiaofu’s face showed hesitation, but he clenched his teeth and continued to follow closely behind Ye Xuan, both disappearing into the military base.

…

Japan, Emperor Pavilion.

The Emperor of Japan’s face was purplish-blue as he yelled at his ministers.

“You fools, letting someone infiltrate our military base and even launch intercontinental missiles toward the West, do you understand the consequences?”

“The Emperor, please calm down, Mr.

Yamamoto has already gone to capture this person, he will surely catch this criminal and provide an explanation to the Western countries,” a minister said tremblingly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the Emperor of Japan kicked the minister to the ground, pulled out a samurai long sword, and decapitated the minister, fresh blood splashing over himself, but he remained unfazed.

“Explanation?

How can you explain this?”

“The Western countries have already deployed warships and are sending troops toward Japan, they have even issued a declaration of war internationally, do you fools comprehend this?”

The Emperor of Japan lost control, his face fearsome and distorted as he paced in the Emperor Pavilion, causing the assembled ministers to tremble in fear, deeply afraid that in his extreme fury, the Emperor might kill them all here.

“I don’t care who did this; I want them to have no place to be buried,” Japan’s Emperor roared his fury, clearly showing how enraged he had become.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly!

While the ministers trembled and Japan’s Emperor roared furiously, mournful wails accompanied by deafening shouts of killing could be heard outside the Emperor Pavilion.

“What is happening outside?” Japan’s Emperor’s expression changed, a very bad feeling rising in his heart.

Buzz!

Blood light covered the sky, and the air was filled with malevolence.

The shouting outside ceased completely, and the entire Emperor Pavilion seemed to have descended into a hellish silence, giving an eerily quiet feeling.

A slender shadow was walking into the Emperor Pavilion, and with this person’s appearance, the temperature inside instantly dropped to freezing, a terrifying pressure pressing down on Japan’s Emperor and the others like a mountain.

Ye Xuan, dressed in black, his dark hair trailing behind his head, was holding the Muramasa Demon Sword and leisurely walking toward Japan’s Emperor.

A smile always played on his lips, but it sent chills of great terror through anyone who looked at him.

Thud—thud—thud.

Like the dirge of lost souls resonating, and the Killing Battle Drum beating, as Ye Xuan took each step, Japan’s Emperor unconsciously stepped back, his eyes widening with fear.

“How bold, who are you to dare intrude into the Emperor Pavilion?” By the time Japan’s Emperor had nowhere to retreat, he suddenly snapped out of it, his face flushing with shame and anger as he confronted Ye Xuan.

Slap!

A loud slap echoed.

Japan’s Emperor didn’t even see how Ye Xuan had moved; he was simply flung away, his crown falling to the ground, and a vivid red handprint clearly marking his face.

This scene silenced the ministers, and Japan’s Emperor, as if stunned, covered his cheek, taking a long time to recover.

At that moment!

Ye Xuan approached the imperial throne, and under the stunned gaze of the ministers and Japan’s Emperor, he slowly sat down.

Also, at this moment, Ye Xuan emitted a mysterious light around him, which gradually subsided to reveal his original appearance to Japan’s Emperor and the rest.

“Ye…

Ye Xuan?”

Japan’s Emperor, having seen Ye Xuan’s face, exclaimed in shock, never having imagined that the enemy he so feared would appear before him, seated on his throne, looking down on him with a condescending gaze.

“He…

he’s holding the Muramasa Demon Sword!” a minister said tremulously, causing an uproar among the other ministers.

“It must have been you who infiltrated the military base and launched the intercontinental missiles at the West.”

Japan’s Emperor was not foolish, and it only took a moment for him to piece everything together, his face reddening as he roared at Ye Xuan.

“Ye Xuan, you have a lot of nerve to commit such a heinous act.

Aren’t you afraid of provoking the wrath of Western nations?” Japan’s Emperor bellowed.

“Heh!”

Ye Xuan laughed, truly laughed, but his smile was sinister, looking at Japan’s Emperor as if he were looking at a fool.

“I don’t know whether to call you stupid or ignorant.

Even if you tell the Western nations that I, Ye Xuan, am responsible, do you think they will believe it?” Ye Xuan scorned.

Japan’s Emperor clenched his teeth.

Just as Ye Xuan had said, the missile had been launched from Japan, an indisputable fact.

Even if he tried to clear it up with Western nations, how could they believe him?

At this moment, Western nations had already issued declarations of war, and a large number of aircraft carriers and warships were headed toward Japan.

It seemed a war between nations was inevitable.

“You damned bastard!” Japan’s Emperor roared hatefully.

If looks could kill, he would have torn Ye Xuan to pieces long ago; not even that would have eased the hatred in his heart.