Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 363 - 363 362 Ye Xuan Falls

363: Chapter 362: Ye Xuan Falls?

363: Chapter 362: Ye Xuan Falls?

In the dazzling starry sky, the Taihao Star River roared through the vast cosmos, with each giant star spinning according to the ancient, unchanging laws.

As the oceans shifted and time transformed, time flowed on, with all things withering.

In this vast river of time, countless stunning and brilliant beings rose from obscurity, but eventually, they too vanished within the flow of time.

Perhaps only these celestial stars had ever witnessed traces of their existence.

Ye Xuan had fallen!

Like a brilliant star plummeting from the vast star river, though it burst forth with the brightest starlight, it ultimately turned to dust, no longer existing in the world.

All Three Realms watched; with a single sigh, by casting the Forbidden Heaven Technique and inviting the Heavenly Demon into his body, Ye Xuan’s only outcome was death.

Whether the Heavenly Demon King or the Immortals and Bodhisattvas, all firmly believed that Ye Xuan had perished, his soul scattered.

In the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, the Jade Emperor decreed to the Three Realms that Dongji Emperor Ye Xuan, by killing Yang Jian, had committed a grave sin against the Heavenly Court, and it was the rightful act of Yu Ding to strike him down in the name of heavenly law.

The Weiyang Palace was sealed, countless Demon Kings were demoted or sent to the Lower Realm.

With the fall of Ye Xuan, the Heavenly Court once again returned to its former state.

A rare peace came to the Three Realms, and yet tales of Ye Xuan became a favorite topic among the people, for he had once shone gloriously and was even hailed as the foremost below the Daluo Golden Immortals.

Had Ye Xuan been given more time, once he stepped into the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, he surely would have become a revered and ancestral figure.

Sadly, he was extinguished from the world before he could rise.

Whether Immortals and Demons or Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, the downfall of Ye Xuan could only be attributed to his ill fate.

Had he spared Yang Jian, how would he himself have met such a dust-like demise?

Although no one had seen Ye Xuan’s corpse, everyone deeply believed he was no longer of this world.

Moreover, having offended Yu Ding, he had effectively made enemies with the Ancient Twelve Golden Immortals; even if Ye Xuan had survived, he could never rise again, otherwise, he would surely be slain by them.

One Daluo Golden Immortal was terrifying enough, let alone twelve.

Even if Ye Xuan were still alive, his ultimate fate could only be silent annihilation, especially since he had invoked the Heavenly Demon Possession, leaving no possibility of survival.

…

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Yu Ding, looking pale, knelt outside Yuxu Palace, clearly still recovering from severe injuries from the battle with Ye Xuan, who he had killed, yet here he was, pleading guilty in Yuxu Palace.

“Pangu opened the sky, Hong Jun spread the Dao, all things revolve in the heart, only the Heavenly Punishment Halberd and the Undying Immortal Scripture do not operate within the Heavenly Dao Laws, this is the greatest uncertainty of the Three Realms,” a saintly voice echoed within Yuxu Palace.

“Teacher, Ye Xuan was excessively arrogant.

Not only did he kill Erlang, but he also disregarded our Chan Sect as if it were nothing.

His fall among Heaven and Earth is indeed his own fault,” Yu Ding pleaded with reverence.

“Alas, you may leave,” a gentle sigh came from within Yuxu Palace.

“Disciple takes his leave.”

Yu Ding rose and departed, confusion in his eyes, yet he shook his head and mounted a golden cloud towards Jade Spring Mountain in the Lower Realm.

Inside Yuxu Palace!

The aura of Chaos swirled around, the Dao Laws circulated, and Yuanshi Tianzun sat in meditation in the void, his expression obscured by the enveloping Chaos, only a profound aura swirling around him.

“Dao produces fifty, containing forty-nine; Ye Xuan is that escaping one.

How could you have easily slain him?”

“Yu Ding, oh Yu Ding, even we Saints dare not get entangled with his karma, yet you have formed grievances with him.

I fear that in this boundless epoch, you…

alas!”

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed deeply as his eyes moved, as if piercing through the changes of the Heavenly Dao and contemplating the supreme heavenly secrets, yet ultimately he found nothing.

“How difficult it is for our Chan Sect to face such a tribulation.

Heavenly Sect Master, you have waited through endless time, and finally, it is time for the Jie Sect to flourish.”

Yuanshi Tianzun let out a bitter smile, for though he was a Saint, he understood the Dao of Heaven and Earth’s reincarnation.

During the Sealing God Tribulation, it was essentially a struggle for daoistic succession between Chan and Jie sects.

Heavenly Sect Master had set up the Immortal Slaying Array, single-handedly facing against four Great Saints, only to be defeated and retreat.

The line of Jie Sect had suffered deaths and some had attained godhood; over these tens of thousands of years, they completely declined.”

But as Heaven and Earth cycle, all things revolve, and now it was the Chan Sect’s turn to tread the old path of the Jie Sect.

Yet, Yuanshi Tianzun was not willing to give in.

The Chan Sect was established by his own hands, and although Ye Xuan was the protagonist of this boundless epoch, he too was an undying Saint.

Ultimately, whose hand would prevail was still unknown.

“Since this youth has been pushed to oppose our Chan Sect, we have no choice but to eliminate him and find another suitable person for the tribulation.”

Yuanshi Tianzun murmured, merging boundlessly into the chaos, hoping to discern a sliver of opportunity for the Chan Sect.

…

Biyou Palace!

A black-robed Daoist was seated within chaos, and his loud laughter resounded.

“Brother, in your unmatched pride, it’s a pity that our Chan Sect has to face this tribulation first.

Let this junior brother see how much progress you’ve made after all this endless time.”

Heavenly Sect Master, who was recklessly unbridled, was the most domineering among the Saints.

The battle between the two sects was ultimately to commence between these two great Saints.

…

Boundless darkness, a pitch-black prison, loneliness, and darkness were the only hues!

Ye Xuan was alone and helpless, lost within this prison.

He could see nothing, nor hear any sound—only the endless darkness accompanied him.

This place was his space of consciousness, also known as his Sea of Consciousness, but as the Heavenly Demon backlash occurred, his consciousness had also sunk into boundless darkness.

Ye Xuan did not know where he was, nor did he know if he was already dead.

Yet if he had been scattered into soul and spirit, why did he still have his own thoughts and consciousness?

Ye Xuan did not know in what form he existed now; he might have already died, or perhaps not.

Yet he could not escape from this dark prison, as if the prison itself intended to trap him here forever.

Wandering aimlessly, with no end in sight.

Ye Xuan was lonely, searching for a way out—maybe a day had passed, maybe a year, or perhaps even an epoch.

Ye Xuan could not feel the passage of time, but in this silent and still environment, his consciousness became increasingly blurry, gradually forgetting who he was.

The darkness was boundless, infinite, with only solitude and eternity accompanying him.

Ye Xuan no longer searched for a way out; forlorn and helpless, he sat hugging his knees, his eyes staring blankly ahead as if he had already lost his own thoughts, becoming a thing devoid of spiritual wisdom.