Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 509 - 509 518 Tombs

509: Chapter 518: Tombs 509: Chapter 518: Tombs RUMBLE!

The Laws of Heaven and Earth were suppressed, endless Spiritual Energy was in chaos, and Immortal Thunder and Heavenly Fire, controlled by Ye Xuan, began to fall under the terrifying gazes of Huang Pudgy and others, striking toward them.

CRACK!

An astonishing event occurred, the Immortal Thunder and Heavenly Fire enveloped Huang Pudgy and the others but caused no harm whatsoever; instead, it nourished their physical bodies and a pure immortal power unimaginable was transforming their Primordial Spirits and bodies.

Such a bizarre incident truly happened to Huang Pudgy and the others, making it hard for them to believe, yet the comforting sensation transmitted through their body and mind made them intoxicated and vocal, and the Spiritual Light around them was transforming into Heavenly Immortal Light.

Actually, Huang Pudgy and the others didn’t know that the so-called Nine Heavens Immortal Tribulation was extremely terrifying, and if they crossed it by themselves, it was simply a suicide mission.

But the arrival of Ye Xuan made everything different; he could suppress the will of this world and controlling the so-called Nine Heavens Immortal Tribulation was as easy as drinking water and eating food.

Half a day passed, the endless black clouds dissipated, the Immortal Thunder and Heavenly Fire disappeared without a trace, only to see Huang Pudgy and others covered by the light of Heavenly Immortals, all sitting cross-legged in the void absorbing Spiritual Energy, obviously having ascended to Heavenly Immortals with the help of Ye Xuan, henceforth shedding their mortal bodies.

“Master!”

Huang Pudgy suddenly opened his eyes, Immortal Light flashed as his eyes opened and closed, and an extremely excited expression appeared on his face.

How long had it been?

Over six thousand years?

He finally became an Immortal, and it wasn’t just him, Huang Pudgy, Gu Beichen, and a dozen of Death God’s personal guards had also transformed into Immortals, which meant from then on they could truly follow closely before Ye Xuan, how could this not excite Huang Pudgy to the utmost?

“At the beginning stage of Heavenly Immortal, not too bad.

After entering the Earth Immortal Realm, under the complete Laws of Heaven and Earth, your Cultivation should be able to increase greatly.”

Looking at the Heavenly Immortal Light on the bodies of Huang Pudgy and others, Ye Xuan nodded in satisfaction, but he did not tell them that their current Cultivation in the Earth Immortal Realm was really insignificant.

Ye Xuan had long had his plans; as the ruler of the Three Realms, governing the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, with the Pan Peach Holy Medicine in his hand and the Immortal Elixirs from the Doushuai Temple, he could completely allow Huang Pudgy and the others to promote their Cultivation significantly in an extreme time frame.

But now, Ye Xuan didn’t mention this and could only wait until he returned to the Heavenly Court to intensely cultivate Huang Pudgy and others because, after all, these were his loyal subordinates from years past.

Ye Xuan, a man who trusted no one and tended to be somewhat indifferent, still held some old affections for Huang Pudgy and others, a reason others couldn’t replace them.

“Master, can we now go with you to the Earth Immortal Realm?” Huang Pudgy, calming his excited heart, hurriedly pleaded with Ye Xuan, afraid that Ye Xuan would leave alone again, replaying the events of the past.

“Human World ah!”

Ye Xuan, with his hands behind his back, Dharma Eyes gazing across the entire Human World, a hint of vicissitudes swept through his eyes.

“Now that I have returned, let’s take another look at this land that nurtured me; not knowing how many thousands of years have passed, I wonder if their tombs still exist in the Human World!” Ye Xuan sighed wistfully, stepping forward and walking into the distance, prompting Huang Pudgy and the others to quickly follow.

…

Green mountains and clear waters, birdsong, and the fragrance of flowers.

This was a beautifully scenic valley with lush bamboo groves shimmering over the water.

Ye Xuan strolled through the bamboo grove, followed closely by Huang Pudgy and the others, until Ye Xuan reached deep inside the bamboo grove where several tombs appeared before him.

The tomb of Ye Ling’er, the tomb of Ye’s mother, and of course, the tombs of the father and son of the Tuoba Family.

The sea shifted, time slipped away, and thousands of years had passed.

The tombstones had long been corroded, the names inscribed upon them now extremely blurred.

At this moment, no one let out a breath of life, nor did anyone dare to disturb Ye Xuan.

Ye Ling’er, Mother Ye!

These were Ye Xuan’s only relatives, yet they had all entered the earth thousands of years ago.

As Ye Xuan stood before his family’s grave, his eyes flickered, a trace of lonely sorrow sweeping across them, plunging his whole being into an indescribable state.

If there was anyone to whom Ye Xuan felt the greatest guilt in his life, it was these two closest kin.

As a son, he had failed; even at the moment of Mother Ye’s death, he had not been by her side.

As the brother of Ye Ling’er, he had personally destroyed her happy family; the Tuoba Family had vanished overnight, and he had even watched his younger sister take her own life in front of him—this was a lifetime of pain for Ye Xuan.

“Little sister, Mom, I’m back.”

Ye Xuan murmured softly, his voice somewhat hoarse, exuding an air of decay.

It was only at moments like this that Ye Xuan showed this kind of frailty.

For these thousands of years, he had been constantly bathed in blood in battle, sweeping away formidable enemies everywhere with a never-surrender spirit.

But when facing the graves of his deceased relatives, his resoluteness vanished, revealing the human side of his nature.

Ye Xuan made no attempt to disguise this state, for he was human; though he could be brutal and ruthless, even capable of slaughtering millions, there was still a tender spot deep within his heart.

The stars shifted, day turned to night.

Ye Xuan had been standing for seven days and nights, as if transformed into an ancient, immovable rock.

This made his companions, including Fat Huang, nervously watch, fearing that Ye Xuan was too engulfed in sorrow.

On the morning of the eighth day, light footsteps came from behind the group, causing Fat Huang and the others to change their expressions, uncertain why someone would appear in this valley.

“Who are you?”

A voice of distrust sounded, and a middle-aged couple with a young boy approached the group, the voice emanating from the middle-aged man.

Clang!

A spiritual light burst forth from the middle-aged man, forming a Spirit Sword in his hand, while the woman quickly drew a red trident, gazing anxiously at Fat Huang and the others.

Clearly, the middle-aged couple were not ordinary humans but genuine cultivators, albeit their Cultivation was not very profound, merely at the Golden Core Stage.

“Halt!”

Fat Huang frowned, a flicker of Immortal Light pointing out, freezing the couple in place, clearly under circumstances like these, no one was allowed to disturb Ye Xuan.

“Father, mother, what’s wrong?”

The boy was obviously their child.

Seeing his parents frozen, his green face suddenly filled with panic, and he drew a sharp sword to protect them.

“Who are you, what have you done to my parents?” the boy cried out tremulously, his gaze towards Fat Huang and the others filled with immense fear.

“Release them.”

Suddenly, without waiting for Fat Huang and the others to act, Ye Xuan’s ancient, unmovable figure slowly turned around, his eyes opening and closing as he looked towards the family of three.