Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 90 - 90 90 Technological Weapons Please Collect and Recommend

90: Chapter 90: Technological Weapons (Please Collect and Recommend) 90: Chapter 90: Technological Weapons (Please Collect and Recommend) “Could it be…

Could you be…?”

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light passed through Li Huantian’s mind, and he stared at Ye Xuan in shock.

When he saw the indifferent look in Ye Xuan’s eyes, his soul seemed to leave his body, and his figure trembled uncontrollably.

“Tell me where Nangong Tian is, and I might leave your body intact,” Ye Xuan said calmly.

“Ha ha!”

Suddenly, Li Huantian burst into loud laughter, but as he laughed, tears streamed from his eyes.

“The legend is true…

That legend is actually true…

To think that I, Li Huantian, would see this on my deathbed…”

Before Li Huantian could finish, Ye Xuan’s fingers tightened, suddenly silencing him.

It was clear Ye Xuan had realized that Li Huantian had recognized his identity as a cultivator.

“Tell me where Nangong Tian is,” Ye Xuan repeated.

Weak as a mosquito, barely audible, and with Ye Xuan choking his neck, Li Huantian managed to croak out something only the two of them could hear: “Ye…

Ye Xuan…

You won’t escape…

once the whole world knows your identity…

you will…”

“You sure talk too much,” Ye Xuan said coldly.

Crack!

Under Ye Xuan’s terrifying force, the sound of a broken throat bone resonated, and Li Huantian’s head twisted to the side, his neck snapped by Ye Xuan, dying with eyes wide open, showing his refusal to rest in peace.

Bang!

Ye Xuan casually threw Li Huantian’s body away like trash, smashing it into the ground and creating a large crater, which silenced the crowd below the city walls, who stared in shock and could not regain their senses for a long while.

Silence, deadly silence.

This eerie silence lasted for a full minute until an ancient martial artist collapsed to the ground, and various gasps could be heard continuously from the crowd.

“Did…

Did Senior Huantian…

die?”

“He’s dead…

He definitely is dead!”

“What…

What now?”

Trembling voices arose, as if initiating a chain reaction.

Countless ancient martial artists and superpower users were murmuring to themselves, and when they looked up at Ye Xuan in the sky, their eyes held not just awe but indescribable fear.

A hundred years ago, revered as the supreme Sword Immortal and now stepping into the realm of Five Qi Dynasties.

Yet such a mighty figure died so simply at the hands of Ye Xuan, how could the people not shudder in terror?

Suddenly.

Before the crowd could recover from their shock, they saw in the Forbidden City, a beam of light shot into the sky, quickly forming a projection in the sky visible to all.

In the projection screen.

A man wearing a ghost face mask sat in a pitch-dark space, and sitting next to him, if not Nangong Tian, then who?

Clap—clap—clap.

A round of applause came from the projection, and the man in the ghost face mask, unrecognizable in expression, yet spoke with a Xia Country accent, smiling, “Previously, I brushed past Mr.

Ye on the plane in haste, never thought we’d meet again under these circumstances; today, Mr.

Ye’s fame spreads far and wide, I truly admire that.”

“Antar, no need for more useless talk, kill him,” Nangong Tian said menacingly, glaring at Ye Xuan through the projection screen as if wishing to flay him alive.

At that moment,

Ye Xuan watched the two people in the projection indifferently, his face showing no change whatsoever, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t foolishly help Nangong Tian,” Ye Xuan calmly stated.

“NONONO, Satan above, Mr.

Ye you are mistaken, the real fool here is you, not me, since the Nangong Family has already joined our organization.

I naturally have to ensure the Nangong Family’s safety.”

The Ghost Face Mask man was always smiling, his voice extremely warm, but at this point, his voice paused slightly and turned extremely cold, “Moreover, Mr.

Ye, you are too arrogant.

This world is not only about Ancient Martial Arts, the technological weapons we possess are beyond your imagination.”

“Ye Xuan, you bastard, by killing my beloved daughter, even if it costs me every last penny, I will make sure you have no grave to be buried in,” Nangong Tian roared crazily in the projection.

“Mr.

Ye, let me send you to meet Satan now, and you can thoroughly enjoy this technological feast.”

As the Ghost Face Mask man finished speaking, the projection in the void gradually dissipated, but suddenly, a blue light curtain rose around the Forbidden City, instantaneously trapping Ye Xuan in the void.

Zzzzz!

With webs of electricity and crosshatched blue light, more than a hundred drones rose from hidden corners, encircling Ye Xuan in mid-air.

“Miniature Ion Cannon?”

“HR3 Photon Gun?”

“My God, is that the YR1 Liquid Bomb?”

As these technological weapons appeared within the view of the people, loud cries of horror ensued, followed by them scattering like birds, frantically fleeing to avoid being reduced to ashes by the residual effects of these high-tech weapons.

“Mr.

Ye, run, these weapons cannot be resisted by human strength,” Azure Dragon, pale-faced, shouted at Ye Xuan in the void, his eyes filled with urgency.

Being the leader of the Earth Group, although Azure Dragon specialized in Ancient Martial Arts, he was extremely knowledgeable about these high-tech weapons.

No one knew better than him the terror these weapons could unleash.

Since ancient times, heroes violated laws with martial arts, and the learned created chaos with scholarship.

Why do the Ancient Martial Families remain hidden?

Why has Xia Country established the Wu’an Office?

Why do Ancient Martial Artists and Superpower Users, despite having power beyond ordinary people, not dare to act recklessly?

It was because of the deterrence brought by technological weapons.

Humans, after all, are but flesh and blood, who can withstand against technological weapons?

Not only is this true for Xia Country, but it’s the same all around the world.

If it wasn’t for technological weapons deterring those with Ancient Martial Arts and Superpower abilities, the world would likely have already been in chaos.

Even if an individual is strong, can they withstand a nuclear bomb?

Under such terrifying power, everything would be reduced to ashes.

Thus, in the face of this colossal entity that is the collection of the world’s nations, the bravery of an individual is never worth mentioning, and from this, one can see just how terrifying technological weapons are.

However, Ye Xuan was not just an Ancient Martial Artist; he was also a Cultivator, and specifically, one in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, presenting an unresolved mystery.

“Azure Dragon, you can leave now.”

Under the waning moon, amidst the void, Ye Xuan’s eyes were slightly narrowed as he looked at the surrounding hundreds of drones, his eyes showing no trace of fear, while a aura of blood radiated around him at that moment.

“Mr.

Ye, if I leave, what will you do?” Azure Dragon asked anxiously.

“Rest assured, to think that they can kill me with such childish weapons, they truly underestimate me,” Ye Xuan scoffed coldly, a trace of bloodthirsty intent flashing in his eyes.

Ye Xuan, referred to by the creatures of the Blood Sea Battlefield as the Undying Venerable, did not gain that title merely from words; he had experienced countless life-and-death ordeals and still lived well.

Undying Venerable, as the name implies, the word ‘Undying’ carries a profoundly deep meaning.