Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 327 - 327 326 Return to the Netherworld

327: Chapter 326: Return to the Netherworld 327: Chapter 326: Return to the Netherworld “What ‘Invincible throughout the world,’ what ‘Divine King Ye Xuan,’ he’s become history.

Since he dared to return to the Human World, his only fate is death.”

The Immortal master roared ferociously, his Immortal Light in disarray around him, clearly exhibiting the immense grudge he held in his heart against Ye Xuan.

The likes of Immortal Extinguishing and others didn’t know why the Immortal Master hated Ye Xuan so much.

It was as if he had a deep-seated grudge akin to a sea of blood against Ye Xuan.

Regardless, they are now tied together on the same rope and can only make moves together.

“The Immortal Master is right.

We have been too fearful of Ye Xuan.

Not to mention that the Immortal Master has become an Immortal himself, just the sheer number of Cultivators in our Cultivation Alliance is enough to not be afraid of Ye Xuan,” Yuanxu Monk snarled fiercely.

“Transmit my command.

Proclaim to the world that the Evil Demon Ye Xuan, who caused darkness and chaos five hundred years ago, has been reborn.

Summon all Cultivators of the Body Integration Realm in the world to assemble at the Cultivation Alliance.

Prepare to jointly execute the Evil Demon on the seventh day of the seventh month,” the Immortal Master hissed.

There was only one month left until the seventh day of the seventh month.

Evidently, the Immortal Master intended to gather the strength of Cultivators from across the world to engage in a life-and-death battle with Ye Xuan.

…

The world was in chaos, and the masses were astounded.

When the Cultivation Alliance issued a statement, it immediately sparked widespread discussion among the people.

The statement was simple; it fabricated a history out of thin air, telling the world that the reason humanity was plunged into the slaughter by the Blood Soul Strange Beasts five hundred years ago was because of one person.

And this person’s name was Ye Xuan, whose true form was that of an extraterrestrial Evil Demon.

Now that he had re-emerged, he would bring a great calamity upon the world.

The Cultivation Alliance summoned all Cultivators to join together and slay the Evil Demon, in order to return peace and prosperity to the world.

But lies are just that—lies.

Since nature’s spiritual energy resurrected, there have been many Cultivators who have lived for more than five hundred years and are naturally well aware of what happened five hundred years ago.

Divine King Ye Xuan was a person who established an epoch, who five hundred years ago, spread martial arts throughout the world, leading humanity on the path to rapid evolution.

However, for these several hundred years, oppressed by the Cultivation Alliance, these Cultivators who knew the truth of the past remained in hiding.

But when the news of Ye Xuan’s return to the Human World leaked out, these Cultivators who were alive hundreds of years ago began stepping forward.

Although Wu’an Office of Xia Country no longer existed, the four group leaders were still alive in the world, each having established their own Cultivation families.

On receiving news of Ye Xuan’s return, they actively disclosed the truth of what happened five hundred years ago to the public.

Unfortunately, the Cultivation Alliance had ruled the Human World for hundreds of years, and people did not believe the truth revealed by the four great Cultivation families.

Calls to arms against Ye Xuan also arose all around the world.

Led by the Azure Dragon of Tian Yu, all four families took action.

They set out in pieces towards the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance, because they believed that Ye Xuan would definitely appear there, and that the Cultivation Alliance would come to an end.

At the same time.

In a remote small city in the Eastern lands.

A white-haired old man with an apron tied around his waist was cheerfully selling freshly steamed buns, his face showing a kind and amiable smile.

“Old man Zhang, three beef buns to go,” a young lad shouted.

“Alright, please take this,” the old man replied.

Perhaps due to his age, his hands and feet were not so nimble, and he slowly packed the breakfast to hand over to the young man.

“Grandpa, you’re of advanced age.

Let me sell the rest of the breakfast,” said a girl with a ponytail who was cleaning the table.

She hurried over, wanting to help her grandfather sell the remaining breakfast.

“This is Water City Broadcasting Station with an urgent news bulletin.

The extraterrestrial Evil Demon Ye Xuan has emerged after five hundred years, this Evil Demon causing chaos in the Human World…!”

On the television, a female host was broadcasting the statement released by the Cultivation Alliance, capturing the attention of those quietly listening while enjoying their breakfast.

“Alas, the invasion of the Evil Demons from beyond the skies,” a young woman sighed while eating her breakfast, “it seems our peace is coming to an end.”

“Every single one of these Evil Demons must be exterminated; the Cultivation Alliance will surely slay them.

Let’s just wait and see,” a middle-aged man said dismissively.

“Hey, Old Zhang, what are you watching?

Could you let go of your breakfast please?”

At that moment, the old man was transfixed by the news broadcast on the television, gripping his prepared breakfast so tightly that no matter how the youth tugged, he could not get the meal out of the old man’s hands.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong?” The girl’s expression changed slightly as she shook the old man’s arm repeatedly, her eyes showing a hint of panic, fearful that her grandfather might be suffering from some serious illness.

“The Netherworld Lord!”

“The Netherworld Lord has returned, the Netherworld Lord has returned!”

The old man muttered to himself, his breakfast falling to the ground.

The scene that followed caused the young woman and everyone around her to pale, disbelief written on their faces.

Hum!

The old man’s murky eyes focused as a streak of blood quietly passed beneath them, dots of Spiritual Light burgeoning around him.

His pale hair whipped about as if in a windless dance, and a horrific pulse of energy emanated from the old man, rippling outwards into the void in all directions.

“Netherworld Death God’s personal guard Zhang Xuan, humbly welcomes the Netherworld Lord’s return to the Human World.”

The voice thundered, exploding the void, and the once hunched and aged body stood tall and straight as a Cang Song tree.

Under the amazed gaze of the crowd, the old man took a step forward and the ground shook violently.

The entire sky was covered in blood-red light as he soared into the air, shooting towards the Cultivation Alliance like a bright comet.

“Grand…

Grandpa?”

The girl murmured, stunned, barely able to believe the sight before her.

Was this truly the grandfather with whom she had always relied on to survive?

“This…

This is Old Zhang…?” The young man collapsed on the ground, utterly dumbfounded by the scene.

…

In the East, in a bustling metropolis,

Immaculate streets, countless young men and women bustling about, merchants hawking their wares on either side of the road, and flying craft crisscrossing the sky.

An old beggar emitting a foul stench sat at the base of a tall building.

In front of him lay a broken bowl as he persistently begged from passersby, who in return quickly covered their noses and scurried away, their eyes full of disgust.

“Damn it, you stinking beggar!

Haven’t I told you not to beg here?”

A security guard from the building approached, wielding a baton with a ferocious look on his face; he raised the baton to strike at the old beggar.

“We now interrupt with breaking news: a demonic invader from beyond the skies…”

The building’s screen was broadcasting news.

Normally, the old beggar would have been pleading for mercy under such an assault, but today, he just stared at the screen, taking the beating without uttering a word.

“Netherworld Death God’s personal guard Li Batian, humbly welcomes the Netherworld Lord’s return to the Human World!”

Suddenly, a roar that could shatter mountains and rivers erupted from the old beggar, an unimaginably mighty surge of blood energy bursting forth.

This left the security guard beating him stunned in place; the baton from his hand had already dropped to the ground.

Bang!

A palm strike exploded forth, turning him to ash.

The old beggar casually struck, obliterating the guard and ascending into the sky as a beam of light, vanishing before the terrified eyes of the onlookers.