Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 87 - 87 87 The Three-Day Pact

87: Chapter 87 The Three-Day Pact 87: Chapter 87 The Three-Day Pact Boom!

When Li Huantian unleashed his Innate fifth level of cultivation, the void trembled, the air burst with sound, and the Flying Snow Sword was taken into his hand.

The ceaseless flow of Innate Sword Energy was even directly pointed at Ye Xuan.

“First Sword.”

The zinging and explosive sound of Innate Sword Energy filled the air as Li Huantian transformed into a peerless Immortal Sword.

With one slash, he created a towering surge of sword light, slashing down towards Ye Xuan.

“Converting Qi into a sword?”

“Merely this!”

Faced with the sword light cleaving towards him, Ye Xuan’s expression remained unchanged.

A flick of his sword fingers tore through the sky, and a Blood-colored Heavenly Sword took form in the void, with the wailing of tormented souls emanating from within the sword.

“Slice!”

The Blood Sea roared and the wraiths shrieked, Ye Xuan simply spat out this one word.

The Blood-colored Heavenly Sword vibrated violently, carrying an unrivaled power as it slashed towards Li Huantian.

Bang!

The heavens shook, the void trembled, and as the two forces collided, a terrifying shockwave erupted in all directions, instantly engulfing both their figures.

Eardrums buzzed, vision blurred, and no one knew the outcome.

A good ten breaths passed, and as everyone’s vision cleared, the scene before them utterly stupefied them, as if they had fallen into a dream.

In the midst of the void.

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm and undisturbed.

In contrast, Li Huantian had already fallen to the ground.

Though he held the Flying Snow Sword and bore no visible injuries, he looked at Ye Xuan with a grave expression.

In everyone’s imagination, against the legendary sword immortal Li Huantian from a hundred years ago, Ye Xuan should have had no chance, perhaps falling as a cold corpse under a single sword blow.

But the reality was the opposite.

Ye Xuan was not dead; instead, it was Li Huantian who had plummeted from the void.

How could this not astonish them immensely?

“Elder Huantian, are you alright?” Nangong Tian’s face fluctuated between light and dark, as he cautiously probed.

“Youth, you are quite remarkable, a worthy opponent indeed.”

“In three days, at the Forbidden Peak, there we shall decide the superior.”

After Li Huantian spoke these words, he abruptly turned and left the arena, with Nangong Tian wearing a complex expression, not understanding why Li Huantian chose to leave.

Since his backing had departed, he could only glare fiercely at Ye Xuan before quickly following after Li Huantian.

In the midst of the void.

Ye Xuan watched the retreating figures of Li Huantian and Nangong Tian, the corners of his mouth curling into an amused smile.

He made no move to stop them, his eyes hinting at unfathomable light.

“Mr.

Ye, you are alright?” Azure Dragon asked anxiously.

“Do you think I would be in trouble?” Ye Xuan replied with a slight smile, stepping down from the void.

At this moment!

Everyone in the arena looked at Ye Xuan with awe, and the likes of Tian Yu and others had complicated expressions, not daring to meet Ye Xuan’s gaze.

They silently returned to their own rest areas.

However, when they glanced at Ye Xuan out of the corners of their eyes, they revealed a deep wariness.

Clearly, Ye Xuan’s ability to withstand Li Huantian’s sword had completely changed everyone’s perception of him.

Tian Yu no longer harbored thoughts of capturing Ye Xuan, and he made no mention of Ming Ye and the others dying by Ye Xuan’s hand.

When a person becomes so powerful that all look up to him, the so-called rules become useless.

Tian Yu understood this, naturally unwilling to risk his own life in jest.

What if by provoking Ye Xuan to unleash a massacre, he ended up dying a pointless death like Ming Ye?

And committing such stupidity was something Tian Yu would never do.

The Wu’an Office annual conference ended anticlimactically, but Ye Xuan’s reputation instantly spread throughout the upper echelons of the Capital City.

As the Ye Family father and son departed, the regret in their eyes deepened even further—if only they hadn’t driven Ye Xuan and his mother out of the family home, how glorious would the Ye Family be now?

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world, and the Ye Family father and son could only leave the venue filled with remorse, but before they left, they instructed a servant to deliver a slip of paper to Ye Xuan.

…

The luxurious carriage traveled slowly down the road, heading towards the villa owned by the Nangong Family.

Inside the carriage.

Li Huantian was resting with his eyes closed, and Nangong Tian, with a puzzled expression, couldn’t help but voice his doubts, “Huantian Senior, why didn’t you kill him earlier?”

Pfft!

Suddenly!

Just after Nangong Tian finished his question, a mouthful of fresh blood violently sprayed out of Li Huantian’s mouth, covering the window in blood-red, turning his originally rosy complexion instantly pale, and his erect body even began to tremble slightly.

“This…

this…?”

Seeing the scene before his eyes, Nangong Tian was at a loss for words, looking utterly dumbfounded.

“Such powerful Sword Qi, what a deeply hidden junior, I nearly ruined my lifetime reputation at the hands of this youngster!” Li Huantian slowly opened his eyes, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes densely filled with a grim intensity.

“Pre…

Senior…

could it be that you are not his match?” Nangong Tian snapped out of his daze, his voice trembling exceedingly.

“If I’m not mistaken, this man’s cultivation must surely be at the level of Innate Sixth Layer, otherwise, I certainly wouldn’t have been injured by that strike,” Li Huantian said, fists tightly clenched, a surge of shock flashing through his eyes.

“Then…

does this mean our Nangong Family is going to…?”

As Li Huantian spoke, Nangong Tian’s eyes filled with despair, if even Li Huantian was not a match for Ye Xuan, wouldn’t their Nangong Family eventually be annihilated by Ye Xuan?

“You can rest assured, although his cultivation is slightly higher than mine, I am already at the end of my life.

I can burn my own essence blood to fight him in a final battle.

It doesn’t matter if he is Innate Sixth Layer, even Innate Seventh Layer would die by my sword,” Li Huantian said darkly.

“But Senior, if you do this, won’t you also…?” Nangong Tian’s eyes flickered with joy, but he feigned concern for Li Huantian.

“I have at most one year left to live.

I’ve lived long enough.

On the brink of my life’s limit, I cannot allow my reputation to be destroyed by this youngster,” Li Huantian said coldly.

If initially Li Huantian had acted against Ye Xuan to fulfill a past promise, now it had become entirely different.

If he did not kill Ye Xuan, just the events of today, if they got out, would be enough to ruin his reputation forever.

It was also for this reason that Li Huantian had, upon leaving, challenged Ye Xuan to a life-and-death duel at Forbidden Peak in three days’ time, also for the sake of his reputation.

Vanity harms one, and even Li Huantian was not immune.

In his life, he had only suffered defeat twice, and that was against the most demon-like peers of his generation.

But a hundred years later, coming into the world, if he was defeated by a junior, even in death, he would not be able to close his eyes in peace.

Burning essence blood for the ultimate battle, making the name of the Ultimate Sword Immortal eternally renowned, even in death Li Huantian could smile in the Netherworld, and this was his most genuine desire.

But, is the reality really as simple as Li Huantian thought?

“Today’s events must not be spread outside.

Find me a tranquil place, I need to purify and bathe for three days.

No matter what happens in the next three days, do not disturb me,” Li Huantian instructed, then closed his eyes once again to rest.

“Yes, Huantian Senior,” Nangong Tian replied respectfully, yet a deep look crossed his eyes.