Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 183 - 183 183 Little Thunderclap Temple

183: Chapter 183: Little Thunderclap Temple 183: Chapter 183: Little Thunderclap Temple As Pu Du the old monk’s words fell, a few elder monks at the scene were visibly startled.

They also knew that, based on Ye Xuan’s modus operandi, he would absolutely not spare the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.

Moreover, the death of a full thirteen members of the Netherworld at their hands constituted an intractable situation.

Boom—Boom—Boom.

Ninety-nine reverberating bell tolls resounded through the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery, and a golden light that obscured the sky enveloped it while the sound of Buddha’s sacred chants echoed from all around the void.

That day, the Demon Suppressing Golden Mallet eventually emerged into the world.

All the monks of the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery stood ready for war, prepared for Ye Xuan’s arrival, knowing this was a battle that would determine the very existence of their monastery.

…

Across the vast expanse of land, where Mutant Beasts roamed, within that desolate wilderness, one could occasionally see several floating corpses being torn apart by the beasts.

The wind howled through the desert sand, with Ye Xuan’s expression remaining calm and unruffled as he faced the storm, followed by dozens of members of the Netherworld, each bearing a face filled with cold, grim intent to kill.

The Mutant Beasts howled in anguish and fled in a sorry state.

There was no need for Ye Xuan to make a move; the sheer killing aura emanating from the members of the Netherworld was enough to scatter the beasts roaming the wasteland, obviously sensing that this group of humans was not to be trifled with.

“Master, the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery is only ten miles ahead.

Shall we go directly and launch an attack?” Gu Beichen inquired softly, barely able to contain the murderous aura spilling from his eyes.

“Ha!”

A cruel, cold smile tugged at the corners of Ye Xuan’s mouth as he gazed towards the distant Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.

In a sinister, chilling tone, he said, “Interesting, I didn’t expect the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery to still have a spiritual weapon existing in this world.”

With one step, Ye Xuan vanished from the sight of Gu Beichen and the others, causing Gu Beichen’s expression to change.

He hurriedly signaled Zhuo Junting and the members of the Netherworld to quicken their pace towards the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.

Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.

The monastery’s gates stood wide open, with a great number of monks waiting in tight formation, armed with staffs.

Yet each face was pale, for they knew the terrifying being they were about to confront.

Whoo whoo whoo!

The desert sands blew past as a tall figure walked out of the storm, his black hair fluttering in the wind, dressed in a black ancient robe that rustled, and though his presence was devoid of any obvious aura, to those who looked upon him, it seemed as if a towering mountain was pressing down on them, leaving the monks feeling breathless.

Step—Step—Step.

Ye Xuan walked slowly until he stood before the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery, a smile spreading across his lips.

“I must say, for daring to kill the members of my Netherworld, the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery has quite the boldness.”

Ye Xuan’s voice was calm but echoed amidst the howling sands.

As his eyes opened and closed, a sinister gleam flashed through, causing the monks guarding the temple gates to retreat unconsciously.

“Amitabha, all is well, all is well.”

A booming Buddha chant came forth, causing the monks to halt their retreating steps and tighten their grip on their staffs surreptitiously.

“Divine King Ye’s reputation is illustrious, and today you grace our Lesser Thunderclap Monastery with your esteemed presence, which brings honor to our humble abode.

Please, Divine King Ye, enter our monastery for a discussion,” came the mournful voice of elder monk Pu Du within the temple, leading the guards at the gate to step aside and open a pathway.

At this moment!

Ye Xuan, with a smile as usual, stepped into the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.

The surrounding monks bowed their heads in deference, for Ye Xuan’s notorious ferocity was too terrifying; with such close proximity, the monks felt their hearts quiver with fear.

In the temple courtyard.

With Pu Du leading, four elder monks stood behind him, their hands clasped together in prayer, muttering the Demon Suppressing Scripture, and the deafening sound of Buddha echoed in the void from all directions.

Hum!

The void exploded, sending ripples spreading outward.

Ye Xuan stepped forward, the ground beneath his feet cracking like a spider’s web, extending to the feet of the several elder monks, and abruptly silencing their scripture recitation.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

“Divine King Ye, as the saying goes, ‘forgive others when you can.’ Our Little Thunderclap Monastery has never offended you, yet you persist in pressing us.

Isn’t this going a bit too far?” Elder Pu Du spoke with a sorrowful voice, standing with dignity and pride, his face radiating with compassionate mercy.

“Hmph!”

A cold sneer curled from Ye Xuan’s lips as he looked indifferently at Elder Pu Du and said icily, “Bald donkey, you dare to kill the people from my Netherworld, and even imprison my subordinates.

If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’m afraid this monastery that has existed for thousands of years will be destroyed in an instant.”

Elder Pu Zhi stepped forward, his face flushed red, shouting angrily, “It was your Netherworld that wanted to destroy our Little Thunderclap Monastery first and even try to snatch our Cultivation Secret Manual.

We were only trying to defend ourselves and had no choice but to kill.”

“Don’t push people too far, Ye Xuan.”

“Push people too far?”

Ye Xuan laughed, a truly cruel laugh, his eyes squinting as he looked around at the several elder monks present, his voice gloomy and harsh, “You’re right, I am pushing too far, but what can you do about it?”

“If I want to kill you, you shall obediently let me.

Those who dare to resist are opposing me, Ye Xuan, and anyone who opposes me will learn what it means to prefer death to living.”

As Ye Xuan’s voice died down, the faces of the several elder monks turned ashen, their gaze towards Ye Xuan filled with towering rage.

“Ye Xuan, you member of the Evil Demon clan, not only do you command your minions to destroy our Little Thunderclap Monastery, but now you’re so unreasonably arrogant and spouting nonsense in our monastery.

Do you really think our Little Thunderclap Monastery is easy to bully?” Elder Pu Hui roared, surrounded by an overflowing Buddha Light, clearly angered to the extreme.

“Ha ha”

Ye Xuan laughed heartily, his eyes shadowy and cold as he said, “What a joke, you are truly a joke.”

“In this world, there is only strong and weak.

Where does right and wrong come from?”

“You don’t even understand this principle, is it not a joke that your so-called Little Thunderclap Monastery has stood in the Great Divine Land for thousands of years?”

“Remember, because I am stronger than you, you are no more than dogs before me, only fit to be livestock.

Do I need to reason with the livestock before I slaughter them?”

“Foul demon with a sharp tongue, even if this old monk dies by your hand today, I will still carry out the act of suppressing demons and shall strike you down right here.”

Elder Pu Hang roared angrily, his palms pressed together, continuously chanting scriptures, his robe billowing with a terrifying Buddha Light, and his Buddha Light hands suddenly lifted, smashing violently towards Ye Xuan.

“If a man is as insignificant as an ant, unaware of Heavenly might, die!”

Ye Xuan’s voice was ruthless, and as he stepped forward, the ground shook violently.

The earth beneath him collapsed in an instant, and he appeared abruptly in front of Elder Pu Hang.

Before the old monk could act, Ye Xuan gave a cruel smile, his dreadful bloodied palm directly striking the top of the elder’s head.

Bang!

The Buddha Light extinguished, and the body shattered.

Elder Pu Hang didn’t even have the chance to make a move and was macerated into a mist of blood, directly killed in the palm of Ye Xuan’s hand.