Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 85 - 85 85 Kill

85: Chapter 85 Kill 85: Chapter 85 Kill The atmosphere was heavy, and the room fell silent.

In everyone’s understanding, when an Innate Martial Artist decided to kill, no one could stop him, unless another martial artist of the Innate Realm intervened; otherwise, Ming Ye and his companions were doomed.

But, was Ye Xuan truly an Innate Martial Artist?

He was a Cultivator, and even more, a Cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, known by millions of beings as the Undying Venerable!

Although this world was in the End of Dharma Era, where Spiritual Energy no longer existed and Ye Xuan could not harness the Power of Heaven and Earth nor execute the truly terrifying techniques of a Cultivator, a Cultivator surpassed mortals in terms of life hierarchy.

In this world, who could stop him?

Ming Ye was terrified, truly terrified.

He slowly retreated because he could clearly see from Ye Xuan’s eyes that he really intended to kill him, without any hesitation.

“Die!”

Space exploded and blood light burst forth.

Ye Xuan took a step forward, suddenly appearing in front of Ming Ye and his two companions.

Before they could react, a chilling Sword Qi slashed directly at them.

“Let’s fight him!”

Ming Ye shouted in a trembling voice, gathering all his strength in a palm strike towards Ye Xuan, while the other two, knowing that their lives were at stake, had no choice but to fight for their lives.

Snicker!

Blood appeared, and they were cleanly severed at the waist.

The two Guest Elders couldn’t even muster a response and were instantly split into two by Ye Xuan, their bloody corpses causing a chilling terror at a mere glance.

“Ah!”

“My legs?”

Ming Ye screamed miserably, his legs severed by Ye Xuan, and he collapsed to the ground.

A massive amount of blood flowed from his severed legs, his extremely mournful appearance made the spectators unable to bear watching.

“Mortals are truly fragile, let me end your suffering.” Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, his hand gleaming like jade, emanating a dim blood light, seemingly about to deliver the final killing blow to Ming Ye.

“Enough!”

Suddenly, at this critical moment, a cold shout rang out, and a tall figure floated into the scene, standing directly in front of Ye Xuan.

“Tian… Tian Yu sir?”

As this person appeared, members of the Yu Group exclaimed in surprise.

“Mr.

Ye, you have already killed three people, it’s time to stop.”

Yu Group’s Tian Yu, the most mysterious person in the Wu’an Office, not only was he the leader of the Yu Group, but there were also rumors that perhaps Tian Yu had already stepped into the Innate Realm, a speculation that was never confirmed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sounds of tearing the air were incessant as several figures leaped forward, standing behind Tian Yu.

They were the leaders of various groups and Guest Elders, clearly understanding that if they did not intervene now, the Wu’an Office might face a major problem.

“Mr.

Ye, no matter what, you are also a Guest Elder of the Earth Group.

How about sparing Ming Ye’s life?” The leader of the Cosmic Group, an elderly man, kindly tried to persuade Ye Xuan.

Killing three was already killing, killing four was the same; Ye Xuan did not consider himself a bloodthirsty person, yet killing was an effective method to save himself a lot of trouble.

Although Ming Ye had already had his legs severed by him and thus became a cripple forever, if it were someone else, they might have shown mercy under the pleading of the crowd and spared Ming Ye.

But for Ye Xuan, those he wanted dead must die, without any defiance to his will.

Boom!

Suddenly, the void exploded, and a palm strike unexpectedly hit Ming Ye on the Heavenly Spirit, directly causing him to bleed from all seven orifices and turn into a cold corpse on the ground, his eyes wide open in death, a testament to his reluctance to die.

Deadly silence pervaded, and the atmosphere was heavy.

As Ming Ye tragically died in front of Tian Yu and the others, everyone’s faces looked extremely grim.

After quite a few moments, Tian Yu fixed his gaze on Ye Xuan, a trace of anger appearing in his eyes as he slowly walked toward Ye Xuan.

“Mr.

Ye, although you’re an Innate Martial Artist, what you did was too much.”

Innate Gang Qi diffused out, constantly swirling around Tian Yu, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from him.

“Innate… Innate Martial Artist?”

“So, Lord Tian Yu is indeed an Innate Martial Artist!”

As Tian Yu revealed his true power, countless people exclaimed in shock.

The focus of everyone in the venue was on Ye Xuan and Tian Yu, as a confrontation between two Innate Martial Artists had not been seen for many years.

“Lord Tian Yu, Azure Dragon will take full responsibility for this matter and will report it upward,” Azure Dragon said with a changed expression, noticing Tian Yu’s revealed power.

“Azure Dragon, you might have forgotten.

Although Wu’an Office is divided into eight groups, my Yu Group controls the great authority of punishment.

With Mr.

Ye killing with such a heavy heart, I can only first have him detained in the Prison Department and make further decisions later,” Tian Yu said coldly.

At that moment!

Ye Xuan looked at Tian Yu with an amused gaze, his face showing no slight fluctuation, he said, “You are very good, reaching Qi Refinement… no, according to your terms, the first level of Innate, at your age is indeed not easy.”

Ye Xuan paused slightly and then his voice turned eerie, “But do you really think you can match me?”

“Whether I’m a match or not, we’ll know only if we try, don’t you agree?” Tian Yu responded coldly, his body radiating strong confidence.

The great battle between two Innate Martial Artists was about to erupt, drawing the attention of guests from all directions, but just then, a burst of noisy sounds came from the entrance of the venue, drawing guests to look toward the source of the noise.

At the entrance.

A dozen Ancient Martial Artists cleared the way up front, with Nangong Tian respectfully leading the way.

Behind him, Li Huantian in a moon-white robe moved without any wind, each step he took was accompanied by a humming Sword Qi, with three Lotus flowers faintly visible above his head.

With hands behind his back and a calm demeanor, when Li Huantian reached the venue, he looked directly at Ye Xuan and Tian Yu on the stage, his scrutinizing gaze almost as if looking at juniors.

“Time flies like a song, in the blink of an eye, after hurriedly passing a hundred years, there are still Innate Martial Artists in the Mortal World.

It seems my lineage of Martial Arts has not declined.

You guys are doing pretty well,” Li Huantian said with a voice full of vicissitudes, his eyes passing a hint of admiration as he looked at Ye Xuan and Tian Yu.

“Hey, who are you, old man?

This is hardly your place to speak!” a guest, dissatisfied with Li Huantian interrupting the duel, directly scolded him.

“Noise!”

With a gesture toward the clouds, and the void trembling, without any visible movement from Li Huantian, his Flying Snow Sword suddenly unsheathed, a streak of cold light sweeping across the venue, blinding the guests.

The scolding man was now a headless corpse on the ground.

Ssh!

The crowd gasped sharply, and with Li Huantian’s action, the venue turned utterly silent, the looks directed at Li Huantian filled with horror.

“May I know the senior’s name, if you could please tell us?”