Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 91 - 91 91 Vicious and Ruthless

91: Chapter 91 Vicious and Ruthless 91: Chapter 91 Vicious and Ruthless Blood light steamed, calm as a mountain, this was the attitude Ye Xuan exhibited.

The Azure Dragon had long since left, but it kept looking back at Ye Xuan as it departed, a trace of worry flickering across its eyes.

Boom, boom, boom!

The night sky exploded, deafening.

Miniature Ion Cannons, HR3 Photon Guns, and even more terrifying Liquid Bombs—when these technological weapons displayed their true power, a brilliant blaze erupted over the skies of the Forbidden City.

The air scorched, shockwaves flipped the heavens and Earth; the whole of Kyoto City woke in terror from their sleep, unaware of what had happened.

…

At the same time,

In a mysterious residence in Kyoto.

A man with a ghostly face and Nangong Tian stared intently at the surveillance footage on the screen.

When they saw Ye Xuan being engulfed by the blaze, Nangong Tian’s face showed extreme excitement.

“He’s dead, that bastard is finally dead,” Nangong Tian growled with excitement.

“Oh, praise you, Satan, what wonderful fireworks,” the man with the ghostly face adopted a posture of prayer, becoming like a devout believer.

However, before the two could raise their glasses to celebrate, the flames on the screen gradually dissipated, and a blurry figure appeared, leaving them both stupefied.

“Enlarge the image, quickly enlarge the image,” the man with the ghostly face lost his composure, his eyes behind the mask revealing a look of terror.

Not just him, Nangong Tian was also pale-faced, staring fixedly at the scene on the screen until the camera zoomed in and a face that chilled his spine appeared in Nangong Tian’s eyes.

“How…

how is this possible?”

In the footage, Ye Xuan was unharmed, standing in the void, even smiling at Nangong Tian through the screen, yet his smile was bone-chillingly cold.

“Oh, damn it, God, how could he possibly have survived?” the man with the ghostly face cried out in trembling horror, his previously certain mindset completely collapsing, a great unease rising in his heart.

…

Above the Forbidden City.

Serenely untroubled, immaculately clean, as Ye Xuan opened and closed his eyes, all that could be seen was a merciless glow.

He looked at the drone before him, and through its pinhole camera, as if traversing time and space, he was fixating his gaze on the two, Nangong Tian.

“Nangong Tian, you can’t escape,” Ye Xuan cruelly smiled, casually crushing the drone to pieces, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the void.

…

While Nangong Tian and his companion were separated from Ye Xuan by a screen, when they saw his cruel smile, their bodies tensed, and they trembled uncontrolled, taking dozens of breaths before they could recover their composure.

“Brother Nangong, this Ye Xuan is no ordinary Ancient Martial Artist, I will send you out of Xia Country immediately, to prevent any mishap,” the man with the ghostly face quickly said, a hint of worry showing in his eyes.

“No…

no, I must leave with my family.

Haven’t you already arranged the helicopter, to take me and my family out of Xia Country tonight?” Nangong Tian asked with a trembling voice.

Looking at Nangong Tian’s pale face, the man with the ghostly face’s eyes took on a sinister look, saying, “The Wu’an Office has always been watching the eight great families of Kyoto, investigating the missile attack incident, so we have not dared to act rashly.”

“But with tonight’s attack, the Wu’an Office will surely be in chaos, having no time to watch the Nangong Family.

I have already sent someone to fetch your family, but now you must leave Xia Country first.

Otherwise, if Ye Xuan tracks you down, our whereabouts will also be exposed to him.”

Nangong Tian’s greatest fear was for the Nangong Family to encounter trouble.

With the assurance from the man with the ghostly face, he began to pack up, preparing to leave Xia Country that very night.

As for his vendetta with Ye Xuan, that would have to wait for another day.

…

At the same time, at the Nangong Family residence.

The place was brightly lit, filled with noisy chatter.

Several helicopters were parked on the lawn, rumbling loudly as the family members of Nangong Tian prepared to pack their belongings, ready to leave the land of Xia Country.

Buzz!

The air vibrated, and a sonic boom echoed as Ye Xuan’s figure suddenly appeared before the family members could board the aircraft.

His expression was cruel and merciless, and when his eyes opened and closed, a flash of blood red shimmered within them.

Shick!

With a horizontal motion of his sword finger, the void exploded with sound, and streaks of blood red light shot out, directly slicing the helicopters on the lawn in half.

As Ye Xuan gestured in the air, several pilots were pulled toward him.

“Tell me, where is Nangong Tian?” Ye Xuan asked in a calm voice.

The pilots had already been intimidated by Ye Xuan’s abilities and immediately fell to their knees in submission, their voices trembling, “We…

we know nothing…

we were just…

just ordered to transport the Nangong family out of Xia Country.”

“If you cannot give me the answer I want, what use do I have for you?”

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

With a flick of his wrist, streaks of fresh blood sprayed into the air, and the pilots were transformed into headless corpses that fell to the ground, obviously dead beyond dead.

“Ye Xuan, you have no respect for the law, daring to kill people at the Nangong residence?”

Suddenly!

A middle-aged man bellowed angrily, with a large number of the Nangong family members following behind him, looking fearfully toward Ye Xuan.

“Heh, the law?

I am the law,” Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed as he spoke.

“What is your relation to Nangong Tian?”

“Nangong Tian is my father, my name is Nangong Ming.

Ye Xuan, what do you want to do?” Nangong Ming clenched his fists, his gaze at Ye Xuan spoke of both rage and unspeakable fear.

Facing Nangong Ming’s angry expression and the people of the Nangong family behind him, a sly smile emerged on Ye Xuan’s face.

“I have a big question – in Nangong Tian’s eyes, is his own life more important, or are these family members’ lives more important?”

Like a demon’s smile, like the whisper of a devil, the moment Ye Xuan’s words reached Nangong Ming’s ears, he felt his skin crawl with horror.

“What…

what do you want to do?”

“I…

I’ll tell you…

don’t mess around…

otherwise, my father will not let you go,” Nangong Ming kept backing away, his face turning ghostly white.

Ye Xuan shook his head slowly, his smile constant, “No, no, no, you seem to have misunderstood.

I just want to see your father, that’s all.

The choice is entirely in his hands.”

“Hmm?”

“This is your son, isn’t it?”

Ye Xuan’s gaze held a peculiar intensity as he looked toward a young child, about seven or eight years of age, standing behind Nangong Ming, and began to walk towards him.

“Little friend, can you tell me, who are all these people to you?” Ye Xuan asked with a gentle smile, softly stroking the child’s hair.

Despite his age, the child could sense that Ye Xuan was a bad man, and he pushed Ye Xuan’s hand away, hiding behind Nangong Ming, “You’re a bad person, I’m not telling you.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk!”

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, his gaze fixed on Nangong Ming, “If you have any sense, you’ll bring your family registry to me.

Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what might happen next.”

It was a threat, a naked threat.

Nangong Ming could clearly see from Ye Xuan’s face that if he did not follow Ye Xuan’s instructions, his son standing behind him might well fall prey to this man’s cruelty.