Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 505 - 505 514 Heavenly Emperor's Magic Chariot Taixu in Fear

505: Chapter 514: Heavenly Emperor’s Magic Chariot, Taixu in Fear 505: Chapter 514: Heavenly Emperor’s Magic Chariot, Taixu in Fear “Yes, Master, although I, your unfilial disciple, have made a grave mistake, what’s crucial now is to seal off the news.

Only by killing this woman can we permanently eliminate future troubles,” the red-browed cultivator hastily agreed.

Clearly, when the red-browed cultivator learned of the great error committed by his disciple, he, as a Master, was bound to be implicated.

He had no choice but to compound the error and directly kill Xue Ji, as that was the only way to preserve their lives as master and disciple.

As everyone spoke up, the expression on True Person of Taixu’s face twisted with fear, caught in extreme hesitation.

It was evident that what the crowd said was highly reasonable; even if he personally apologized to Ye Xuan, and even went so far as to strip both himself and his disciple of their cultivation to be at Ye Xuan’s disposal, he feared that Ye Xuan would not let the Taixu Taoist Palace off the hook.

Because who Ye Xuan was, was known to all beings in the Three Realms—an unparalleled evil demon.

Had any who had offended him ever met a good end?

Weren’t they all killed by Ye Xuan’s hand?

At this moment,

Xue Ji suddenly came to her senses, her complexion turning pale, for she could fully sense the murderous intent in everyone’s hearts, instantly realizing that she had misspoken and had given these people the idea to kill her.

“Fairy, blame only your misfortune—I, too, must offend you now.”

Suddenly, True Person of Taixu’s face became gloomy as water, the Daluo Immortal Light surging around him, showing that under everyone’s persuasion, he had already developed the intent to kill, looking at Xue Ji with an extremely vicious gaze.

Boom!

All at once, heaven and earth quaked, spacetime was in turmoil, and a heaven-like, earth-shaking oppressive force invaded the entire Taixu Mountain, the sound of the Nine Heavens Battle Drum thundering through the cosmos.

“Ancestor Master, it’s bad, the Heavenly Soldiers…

the Heavenly Soldiers from Heavenly Court.”

Suddenly, before True Person of Taixu could make a move to kill Xue Ji, a Daoist Child staggered in from outside, his face extremely pale, even pointing outside with some unspeakable dread.

“It’s finished, we’re doomed—could it be the Heavenly Emperor’s Magic Chariot has come in person?”

True Person of Taixu’s Dharma Eyes pierced through the void, and he instantly saw the golden clouds covering the sky above, with nine Golden Dragons pulling the rolling Heavenly Emperor’s Magic Chariot.

Hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, Twenty-Eight Constellations of the Celestial Sphere, two Patrol Angels accompanying on both sides; within the Heavenly Emperor’s Magic Chariot sat an imposing figure that seemed to thread through heaven and weave through earth.

This scene left True Person of Taixu collapsing on the ground, while the eight Great Elders and two Vice Sect Leaders who had just been advocating for the assassination of Xue Ji now gasped for air, trembling uncontrollably in their extremities.

“Dispose of them, quickly, quickly strip those two of their cultivation, sever their tendons in arms and legs, and present these two master and disciple to Heavenly Emperor Ye for judgment at once.”

The tone of True Person Tai Cang changed immediately, and without waiting for anyone else to act, he stepped forward and appeared beside the master and disciple, his palm strike immediately rendering the cultivation of Daoist Qing Shan and his disciple completely wasted.

Moreover, he ruthlessly severed the tendons in their limbs, causing both master and disciple to cry out in unceasing agony.

They turned faces faster than flipping a page, showing not the slightest sentiment of fellow sect members.

Just moments before, True Person Tai Cang had been advocating for the killing of Xue Ji to seal the news, yet when the Heavenly Emperor’s Magic Chariot personally arrived at the Taixu Mountain, True Person Tai Cang was more ruthless than anyone, crippling the master and disciple on the spot.

It wasn’t just True Person Tai Cang who acted with such venomous cruelty; the remaining Elders and True Person Taiyu also attacked the master and disciple, beating them to near death with severe injuries, shattering their bones inch by inch.

Had they not feared that the two would die in an instant, leaving them no explanation for Ye Xuan, it’s likely that the crowd would have beaten the master and disciple to a soul-scattering death long ago.

“Fairy, I have offended you greatly before, I beg you not to take it to heart.

I will take you to see Heavenly Emperor Ye now, and I hope that in front of the Heavenly Emperor, you can speak a few kind words for us.

Our Taixu Taoist Palace will assuredly not forget the Fairy’s great kindness.” True Person of Taixu immediately knelt down in front of Xue Ji, where was the dignity of a Daluo Golden Immortal?

It wasn’t just True Person of Taixu who was bowing down before Xue Ji; the other Elders and Vice Sect Leaders were also prostrating on the ground, eyes filled with extreme pity as they looked at Xue Ji.

It wasn’t that they lacked dignity, but rather, the person they were about to face was Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan, who was he?

The Supreme Master of the Three Realms, the revered Heavenly Emperor, even the Daluo before Heavenly Emperor Ye would kill upon command, forcing the followers of the Chan Sect and Western Lingshan to bow their heads in submission.

Such a being, let alone their small Taixu Tao Palace, even the Chan Sect could not afford to offend Ye Xuan.

Look at the Ancient Twelve Golden Immortals; how many saints’ disciples died at the hands of this Heavenly Emperor Ye?

So how could the Taixu Sages not fear?

How could they not feel dread?

Compared with their own dignity, the act of kneeling and kowtowing to Xue Ji was not at all shameful to the Taixu Sages; after all, they did not wish to die.

“Esteemed Immortals, please rise; Xue Ji will certainly plead on your behalf with my Uncle-Master.”

Although Xue Ji had only recently entered the Earth Immortal Realm, she was not foolish; she too had noticed that her Uncle-Master was terrifyingly powerful in the Earth Immortal Realm.

His mere reputation was enough to instill such fear in these people.

“Thank you, Fairy.

Thank you, Fairy.”

With a wipe of cold sweat from his forehead, the Taixu Sage hurriedly got up and personally escorted Xue Ji out of the Taixu Tao Palace, motioning for the others to follow quickly, each with a look of extreme tension on their face.

Outside!

Above the Heavenly Vault, a sky-obscuring golden light.

The drums of the Heavenly Court were beating, the Thunder God and Goddess were setting the clouds ablaze with lightning; the Twenty-Eight Constellations stood shoulder to shoulder, a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers stood silent, yet a terrifying killing intent poured down towards the Taixu Tao Palace.

Within the magic chariot of the Heavenly Emperor, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, his body emitting no aura, but when his eyes opened and closed, it was as if the stars in the sky were shattering and revolving in his gaze.

The Heavenly Emperor descended, and a myriad of spirits bowed their heads.

There, within the hundred-thousand-li stretch of the Taixu Mountain Range, whether Cultivators or Immortals, all prostrated upon various parts of the mountains, and even beasts that had not yet awakened their Spiritual Wisdom cowered on the ground, daring not to make the slightest sound.

Atop Taixu Peak, the Taixu Sage bowed as he walked out from the Tao Palace, with Xue Ji following close before him.

When Xue Ji saw the true countenance above the Heavenly Vault, she too was momentarily stunned.

“This poor Daoist, the Taixu Sage, pays homage to Heavenly Emperor Ye.”

The Taixu Sage, leading his disciples, all prostrated themselves, their foreheads touching the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

“Xue Ji, come!”

However, Ye Xuan remained unmoved by the Taixu Sage’s grand display of veneration; with his eyes open within the magic chariot of the Heavenly Emperor, his sleeves stirring the winds and clouds of Heaven and Earth, a cloud of Immortal Light lifted Xue Ji’s form to drift towards him.

Above the Heavenly Vault.

Xue Ji, bewildered, arrived beside Ye Xuan; when she saw the smile on Ye Xuan’s face, her confused eyes gradually focused and her eyes suddenly became red, as the tears of grievances accumulated over thousands of years finally overflowed.

“Uncle-Master!”

Xue Ji was ready to bow her head in worship, but before she could act, Ye Xuan smiled warmly, a flick of his fingers preventing her from doing so.

He personally stepped out of the magic chariot of the Heavenly Emperor and tenderly tousled Xue Ji’s hair with a doting hand.