Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 776: 795: Unbearable

Chapter 776: Chapter 795: Unbearable

Saints have such keen senses, yet Ye Xuan was telling the truth, and Nuwa naturally sensed that Ye Xuan was not lying.

“Very well, I believe you,” Nuwa nodded slowly, because no one could lie in front of a Saint, which made her choose to believe Ye Xuan.

“Farewell!”

Ye Xuan’s inner rage had already built up to the extreme, along with great humiliation, yet he forcibly endured it, because he would never give Nuwa a chance to strike him.

Ye Xuan, holding the Big Halberd, was about to leave again, but this time before he could take a step, a Holy Light quietly blocked his path, causing Ye Xuan’s fists to clench, his forehead veins wriggling like earthworms.

“May I know if Lady Nuwa has any further instructions?” Ye Xuan turned around again, but this time his eyes grew more sinister, a fierce look emerging from them, and the Heavenly Punishment Halberd in his hand slightly lifted.

Seeing Ye Xuan’s increasingly hostile expression, the Holy Light around Nuwa slightly stuttered, a hint of fear crossing her eyes. She had not forgotten the person that had appeared in Nuwa Palace back in the day, which made her hesitate briefly, but she quickly dismissed this hesitation.

“Heaven and Earth are in calamity, all beings are suffering, the Three Realms have been punctured at this moment, you have caused a disaster, and made the beings of the Three Realms suffer greatly. Do you really think you can just walk away like this?” Nuwa spoke coldly.

Hiss!

As Nuwa’s words fell, everyone’s expressions changed subtly, their eyes quietly turning to Lady Nuwa, filled with shock and uncertainty.

Partiality, blatant partiality, Nuwa was clearly favoring the Ancient Demon Court, and she was pushing all the blame onto Ye Xuan, clearly concocting a pretext to punish Ye Xuan!

Now even a fool could see that Nuwa was fabricating a reason to make things difficult for Ye Xuan. It should be noted that the Heaven-Earth battle was initiated by the Ancient Demon Court, the original instigator, but Nuwa irrationally shifted the blame onto Ye Xuan, showing great injustice.

Yet no one present dared to speak up for Ye Xuan, because a Saint’s words are the truth, unless someone was tired of living enough to speak up for Ye Xuan.

Insult, a great insult, it could even be called a supreme humiliation!

At this moment, Ye Xuan’s face was flushed with rage, the Heavenly Punishment Halberd in his hand trembling slightly. Ye Xuan’s gaze towards Nuwa was filled with an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

The strong are as heavy as mountains, the weak crawl like ants, this is the law of this world. The weak have no right to speak, nor any power to resist.

The Saint says you are wrong, then you are wrong, all explanations are futile.

Only now did Ye Xuan fully realize that Nuwa had no intention of letting him leave today, and even if he endured silently, it would only lead to a calamity from which there was no survival.

“So, what do you want?”

Clang!

Ye Xuan thrust his spear into the ground at his feet, causing the entire Ancient Demon Court to tremble violently. Since endurance was futile, he no longer needed to endure. He had to see what Nuwa wanted.

When Ye Xuan displayed a heaven-reaching ferocity, confronting Nuwa directly, all forces were terrified, and looked at Ye Xuan as if he were a madman.

“This is bad, something big is going to happen.”

“Has Ye Xuan gone mad, daring to disrespect Lady Nuwa? Does he want to die?”

“Heavenly Emperor, quickly apologize to Lady Nuwa.” Kunpeng, not knowing when he had awakened, now half of his body was blown to pieces, yet he still weakly transmitted his voice to Ye Xuan.

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan gave no response. His eyes fiercely locked with Nuwa’s, a raging fire burning in the depths of his eyes.

“Cosmic catastrophe has ensued, inflicting sorrow upon all living beings. As the instigator, you must accept your punishment,” Nuwa declared with authority, completely disregarding the murderous intent displayed by Ye Xuan. “You are to renounce your Quasi-Saint Cultivation and seal yourself within Nuwa Palace for 12.8 million years before your sins can be forgiven.”

“Ha ha.”

Suddenly, Ye Xuan burst into wild laughter, as if he could barely catch his breath, until several moments passed, and his laughter ceased. Yet, his following action rendered everyone present completely stupefied, scarcely believing their own eyes.

“You want to renounce my Cultivation, but have you consulted the Heavenly Punishment Halberd in my hand?”

Boom!

The Big Halberd spanned the sky, Fury shooting into the heavens, boundless darkness covering the sky and the earth, while terrifying Chaos Mysterious Fog enveloped Ye Xuan. With everyone watching in disbelief, Ye Xuan, with a ferocious and cruel face, took a step, causing the ground beneath him to crack for thousands of miles as he fiercely attacked Nuwa with his spear.

Attack a Saint?

Ye Xuan dared to strike a Saint?

As this scene unfolded, everyone was dumbfounded on the spot, hardly believing the sight before them.

Since the dawn of time, when Heaven and Earth were established and all things began, Saints had always reigned supreme. Never had anyone heard of any audacious being daring to strike a Saint.

Mad, Ye Xuan had utterly lost his mind!

At this moment, everyone was struck by this thought, for they could not fathom why Ye Xuan, unless insane, would dare such an action.

Did Ye Xuan not realize that by doing this, he would also perish?

Hiss!

While everyone was still in shock, a streak of Holy Light, akin to a celestial fabric, swept Ye Xuan off his feet and sent him flying, his Heavenly Punishment Halberd clattering to the ground.

Puh!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Ye Xuan’s mouth as a terrifying bloodstain appeared on his chest, his bare white bones faintly visible as he brutally smashed into the ground.

It wasn’t an earth-shattering display of power, nor did it shatter mountains and rivers; it was merely a streak of Holy Light that severely wounded Ye Xuan on the ground.

The might of a Saint was the authority of Heaven and Earth, every move infused with cosmic power. Even if Ye Xuan had not already been gravely injured, even at his peak, he couldn’t have withstood a blow from a Saint.

“Under the Saints, all are mere ants. Since you are stubbornly unrepentant, I can only let your soul scatter across Heaven and Earth,” Nuwa proclaimed majestically, the surrounding Holy Light gently shimmering, lacking the power to suppress mountains and rivers but still inspiring immense terror in those who looked on.

“Cough—cough—cough!”

A series of light coughs came from Ye Xuan, and as Nuwa frowned deeply, Ye Xuan slowly stood up, supporting himself off the ground. Blood foam continuously spilled from his mouth, and veins writhed on his forehead, attesting to the immense torment he was undergoing.

A Saint’s blow, seemingly casual, yet not something Ye Xuan could withstand. If his physical body hadn’t been comparable to Ancestor Witch, any other Quasi-Saint struck by this blow would have been smashed to pieces and perished.

“Nuwa, you wretch! If I, Ye Xuan, do not die today, one day I will tear you apart into ten thousand pieces and ensure you will never transcend in all eternity.”

Ye Xuan, drenched in blood, stood up, his eyes blood-red as he glared at Nuwa. He seemed like a malevolent spirit climbing out of Hell, giving a banshee-like scream at Nuwa. If looks could kill, Nuwa would have long been torn apart by a thousand cuts.