Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 369 - 369 368 Forbidden Area

369: Chapter 368: Forbidden Area 369: Chapter 368: Forbidden Area Who the Emperor was, Zhao Gou and his son did not know.

But seeing Lin Tianhe behave so humbly toward Ye Xuan, the father and son realized that Ye Xuan’s background was not simple, among them Zhao Xun was the most frightened, a hint of despair flashing through his eyes.

Buzz!

The air grew tense with murderous intent, and blood rained down.

Without seeing Ye Xuan make a move, Lin Tianhe exploded into a cloud of blood mist, vanishing from existence between Heaven and Earth.

Thud!

With a flick of his finger, Immortal Light scattered, warping the very fabric of reality around it to the extreme.

Zhao Xun’s ten thousand soldiers turned directly into dust and smoke, plunging the area into an eerie silence.

Indifferent and merciless, silent and wordless.

To these insects of the Mortal World like Zhao Xun, Ye Xuan showed not the slightest interest, not even bothering to waste words, opting instead to eradicate them all.

Suddenly turning around, Ye Xuan floated away, his deep voice reaching only the ears of Zhao Gou.

“If you wish to ascend the throne smoothly, these two are your biggest obstacles.

I give you one day to stabilize your nation, then come see me, I have matters to entrust to you.”

Watching Ye Xuan’s retreating figure, Zhao Gou stood speechless, his face somewhat flushed, his mind overwhelmed, for Ye Xuan’s presence was overwhelmingly powerful.

Dominator, arrogant, a law unto himself.

That was the demeanor Ye Xuan displayed, as if everything in the world were mere ants to him, not stirring even the slightest ripple in him.

Lin Tianhe was dead, his soldiers were dead, and Zhao Xun was left alone.

What remained to be done became very simple.

It is often said that the royal house is ruthless, and this was well-demonstrated in Zhao Gou.

In the struggle for the throne, Zhao Xun was hacked to pieces, and his father Zhao Ze was imprisoned deep within the palace, taking his own life with poison on a quiet night.

Whether it was truly a suicide, any discerning person knew what had actually happened.

Once the dust had settled, Zhao Gou finally ascended the throne as he had wished, becoming the new ruler of the Minor Saint Nation.

Yet his rise to king was marked by fratricide and patricide, but under Zhao Gou’s military suppression, such distasteful rumors were entirely erased.

As the next day’s early sun rose, Zhao Gou did not immediately proceed with the coronation ceremony but went alone to visit Ye Xuan, knowing that all he had was granted by Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan helping him seize the throne certainly came with expectations, prompting him not to neglect these and wait early outside the palace where Ye Xuan resided.

“Come in.”

As Ye Xuan’s voice reached him, Zhao Gou quickly entered the palace only to see Ye Xuan sitting cross-legged in mid-air, his whole body radiating Immortal Light, prompting him to kneel and kowtow.

“Young Zhao Gou greets the elder.”

To Zhao Gou’s submissive posture, Ye Xuan nodded slightly and said, “Heartless and brutal, you certainly are a man of ruthless ambition.”

Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Zhao Gou grinned obsequiously, not daring to show the slightest anger, and continued kneeling on the ground, listening to Ye Xuan’s teachings.

Buzz!

A white Jade Scroll silently appeared in front of Zhao Gou, who puzzledly received it in his hands.

“This Jade Scroll contains the materials I require.

No matter the method, within ten years, you must gather them all for me.”

Zhao Gou dared not delay, quickly examining the Jade Scroll, but when he saw the materials listed within, his entire demeanor constricted, his countenance turned utterly bitter.

“Senior, the ten-thousand-year crystal jade might be manageable, but the Outer Heaven Cold Iron is indeed hard to come by…” Zhao Gou hesitated, a clear look of difficulty on his face.

“Ten years, within ten years I want you to gather all the materials.

If I do not see these items after ten years, your country will no longer need to exist.”

Ye Xuan spoke mercilessly, clearly not merely making threats.

If Zhao Gou failed to gather the materials, his ultimate fate would be nothing less than the destruction of his nation and his own death.

Having experienced Ye Xuan’s methods before, Zhao Gou was well aware of Ye Xuan’s terror, causing him to sweat profusely and fervently promise to collect these materials for Ye Xuan.

Trembling with fear, Zhao Gou departed.

Even his coronation ceremony was hastily conducted before he devoted the entire nation’s resources to gather the materials Ye Xuan required.

The Little Saint Country, after all, was merely a mortal realm, surrounded by nine countries that eyed it aggressively and attacked each other over millennia.

Ten years!

Neither long nor short, a mere snap of the fingers in the eyes of an Immortal, but for Zhao Gou, these ten years were crucial.

Enslaving his people, massively recruiting troops, and initiating wars among the Ten Countries, the Little Saint Country was plunged into brutal strife.

By mobilizing the whole nation’s power to plunder resources from other countries, Zhao Gou soon earned the title of Tyrant.

The ten-year deadline flashed by, and Zhao Gou, having transitioned from a youth to a middle-aged man, showed a fierce, iron-blooded demeanor, having grown into a formidable emperor.

Waging wars to sustain wars, slaughtering across the world, in just ten years under Zhao Gou’s ruthless governance, no fewer than five countries had fallen, and he had gathered an enormous amount of precious materials.

On this day after ten years, Zhao Gou once again came to meet Ye Xuan, finally completing the task Ye Xuan had entrusted to him.

“Senior, I have not failed my mission and have finally gathered these materials.

Please, inspect them,” Zhao Gou, wearing the Emperor’s Robe, stood before a vast pile of materials gathered from ten years of warfare, clearly the result of his countless efforts.

Today, finally completing his task, he felt a weight lift from his heart.

“You have done well,” Ye Xuan moved his fingers through the air, directly collecting the materials for the Reverse Immortal Array Map into the Sumeru Space, a trail of blood-red Immortal Light flitted across his eyes.

With these Artifact Refining materials, he could rebuild the Reverse Immortal Array Map, a means to contend against the Daluo Golden Immortals.

“I need to retreat for some time, maybe a hundred years, or perhaps a thousand.

If there is nothing urgent, this day might be the last time we see each other,” Ye Xuan said calmly.

“Go forth, unless your descendants face annihilation, do not disturb me here.”

With a wave of his sleeve, Ye Xuan caused Zhao Gou to exit the palace.

In that moment, the palace where Ye Xuan resided was veiled by clouds, no longer visible in the Mortal World.

Watching the palace disappear into the clouds, Zhao Gou smiled bitterly, aware that his connection with Ye Xuan was at its end.

However, he took solace in having completed the task entrusted to him, and having such an Immortal-like figure dwelling within the depths of the palace was an immeasurable benefit to the Little Saint Country.

On that day, Zhao Gou issued a royal decree, turning the palace where Ye Xuan resided into Forbidden Ground.

Regardless of whether they were royal relatives or his descendants, anyone who dared to enter the Forbidden Ground would meet with death.

As the decree was issued, it immediately stirred a flurry of discussions among the court officials and royal family members, curious about Zhao Gou’s motives for declaring such an area off-limits.

But with the emperor’s command, none dared to question further.