Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 92 - 92 92 The Sinister Ye Xuan

92: Chapter 92: The Sinister Ye Xuan 92: Chapter 92: The Sinister Ye Xuan “The family tree is here, don’t mess around.”

Nangong Ming trembled as he spoke, handing over a book to Ye Xuan before retreating backward with the child in tow.

Opening the Nangong family genealogy, Ye Xuan compared the names and photos listed, his gaze sweeping over the members of the Nangong family one by one, while a strange blood light flickered incessantly in his eyes.

“Not bad, all are here.

You’ve done well, and I’m satisfied.”

Ye Xuan closed the genealogy, his smile becoming creepier and his voice suddenly dropping cold, “Now kneel down all of you, initiate a video call to Nangong Tian.

Don’t tell me you can’t contact him, or else I really don’t know what I’ll do.”

“You’re delusional.”

Suddenly!

A stern female voice cut through the crowd.

A young woman stepped forward swiftly, pointing her finger at Ye Xuan while furiously shouting, “You demon!

Even if all of us in the Nangong family die here, we will never bow down to you.”

Gazing at the young girl who emerged from the crowd, Ye Xuan’s smile grew even more brilliant, “Nangong Ling, the fourth young miss of the Nangong family, what a pity.

At such a blossoming age, you have to turn into a dead body, truly a tragic sight indeed.”

Chirp!

A streak of blood light cut through the night sky, Ye Xuan’s smile unchanged, and amidst the stunned gazes of the onlookers, a bloody mark emerged on the young woman’s throat, her bright blood spurting out as her eyes widened in death, slowly collapsing onto the ground.

“Is there anyone else who opposes my proposal?” Ye Xuan scanned the members of the Nangong family as if what he had just done was insignificant.

“Little aunt.”

“My sister!”

“My daughter!”

Various cries of despair filled the air, plunging the entire Nangong family into sorrow.

Their gazes toward Ye Xuan carried hatred that not even the Four Seas could wash away.

“Hate me?

Angry?

Resentful?”

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, his voice dark and ominous, “Regrettably, you lack the capability to seek revenge.

Contact Nangong Tian immediately as I instructed, otherwise, the next one to die will be this child.”

Ye Xuan stood with his swords drawn, a relentless blood light oozing incessantly, as if he was about to slay the child at any moment.

“No… no… I agree,” Nangong Ming, trembling, tightly hugged the child into his arms, his entire being completely broken down.

With shaky hands, he pulled out his phone.

There was great hesitation in Nangong Ming’s eyes, but seeing the terrified face of the child behind him, he ultimately made a video call to Nangong Tian.

…

Atop a skyscraper, inside a helicopter that roared deafeningly, Nangong Tian sat, his face persistently pale.

Ring, ring!

A pleasant cellphone ringtone sounded.

Seeing the name displayed on the phone, Nangong Tian’s face brightened momentarily as he quickly answered the video call.

“Hello, Ming’er, have you left Xia Country?” Nangong Tian spoke urgently without waiting to fully see the image in the video.

“Dad!”

On the other end of the video, Nangong Ming’s face was pale and bloodless, his voice trembling slightly as well, instantly causing Nangong Tian’s expression to stiffen with an intense sense of unease.

“What… what happened?” Nangong Tian’s voice quavered.

Regrettably, before Nangong Ming could respond, the video shook until Ye Xuan’s face appeared before Nangong Tian’s eyes, causing his expression to drastically change, his pupils dilating in shock.

“Ye Xuan?” Nangong Tian cried out in horror.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

“Head of the Nangong family, are you planning to leave Xia Country?”

On the video call, Ye Xuan, with a smile, turned the phone’s camera towards the members of the Nangong family.

When Nangong Tian saw his daughter lying in a pool of blood, he clenched his dry lips, tears uncontrollably streaming from his eyes.

“Ye Xuan, you demon, you heartless executioner!” Nangong Tian roared furiously.

Regrettably, within the video call, Ye Xuan appeared indifferent to Nangong Tian’s screams.

At that moment, numerous members of the Nangong family knelt on the cold ground, the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword in Ye Xuan’s hand, its blood-colored blade seemingly ready to reap their lives at any moment.

“I’m very curious, between your own life and your family’s lives, how will you choose?” Ye Xuan walked in front of the Nangong family members, a cruel smile forming on his face.

“Ye Xuan, I beg you, please don’t harm them.

Whatever your conditions are, I’ll accept them,”

At that moment, Nangong Tian seemed to have aged ten years, his face wet with tear stains, continuously pleading toward Ye Xuan on the other end of the call.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, this isn’t like the head of the Nangong family at all?”

“When you launched that missile to kill me, you were all-in, wishing I died without a grave to be buried in, weren’t you?” Ye Xuan said with a cruel smile.

“Ye Xuan, what do you want exactly?”

Nangong Tian was driven mad by Ye Xuan’s torment, now filled with immense regret.

If he had known such a day would come, why would he have ever provoked Ye Xuan?

Regrettably, there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Even now, though Nangong Tian felt great remorse, the harsh reality was telling him that his family members might die by Ye Xuan’s hands at any moment.

“Within ten minutes, I want you to appear before me, or else I will kill one person every minute.

If I don’t see you in ten minutes, all your Nangong family members will also turn into dead bodies.” Ye Xuan’s voice was calm, but it sent a bone-chilling coldness through Nangong Tian.

“You can’t go.

If you go, you will die too.” Suddenly, a ghost-faced man appeared beside Nangong Tian, his voice eerily cold.

Nangong Tian was well aware of what would happen if he appeared before Ye Xuan.

Yet all the Nangong family members were in Ye Xuan’s hands.

If he truly didn’t follow Ye Xuan’s instructions, he feared all his family members would die by Ye Xuan’s hand.

“One minute has already passed.”

Suddenly!

Ye Xuan’s indifferent voice transmitted from the video call, abruptly awakening Nangong Tian from his thoughts, causing him to look directly into the video call.

“Ah!”

A terrified female scream came through, as Ye Xuan walked up to a middle-aged noblewoman, his face sporting a sinister smile as he looked at Nangong Tian, “This is your wife, right?”

“No… don’t… please…”

Regrettably, before Nangong Tian could finish his plea, a merciless light flashed in Ye Xuan’s eyes.

As his sword slashed out, a bright burst of blood erupted, and a headless corpse collapsed at his feet.

“Mom!”

“Aunt!”

“Sister!”

Many cries of grief echoed through the video call.

Watching this scene, Nangong Tian collapsed to the ground, his mouth oozing a deep red stream of blood, clearly caused by overwhelming grief.

“You beast…

beast…” blood tinged Nangong Tian’s lips, his voice hoarse and trembling.