?36: Chapter 36: The Brutal Ye Xuan 36: Chapter 36: The Brutal Ye Xuan Clang!

    Sword Qi sang shrilly, blood-red light slashed across the sky.

    As the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword was unsheathed, a soaring blood light burst forth in the Ye Family courtyard, an extremely terrifying aura swept in all directions.

    Ye Xuan seemed to transform once again into the Undying Venerable of the Blood Sea Battlefield, with every opening and closing of his eyes, it was as if an endless Blood Sea churned within them.

    Humm!

    Like the sky splitting open, like Yama claiming lives, Ye Xuan took a step forward and appeared directly in front of Nangong Yun, with the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword held horizontally at her throat, its icy blade as if blood was flowing over it.

    At this moment, Ye Xuan’s demeanor was slightly manic.

    He only needed to lightly drag the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword to end Nangong Yun’s life, yet he did not kill her outright.

    Instead, he watched Ye Canghai and his son with a taunting and cruel gaze,

    Shii!

    “You little beast, what do you want to do?”

    “Degenerate, if you dare to slaughter your mother, I will see to it that you have no grave to rest in.”

    Ye Canghai and his son no longer cared to consider why Ye Xuan was an Ancient Martial Artist.

    At this moment, Nangong Yun was in mortal danger.

    If she did indeed die here, would the Nangong Family ever let the matter rest?

    “Brother, what are you doing, stop this now,” Ye Ping pleaded loudly, with a pale face.

    At this critical juncture, everyone’s hearts turned cold with fear, all were shocked by Ye Xuan.

    Xia Qingzhu gazed distractedly at the man in front of her, whose killing intent soared to the skies, a complex array of emotions in her eyes.

    “So...

    it turns out you’re an Ancient Martial Artist...

    no wonder...”

    Xia Qingzhu gave a self-mocking smile.

    She had believed that over these past four years, Ye Xuan had become someone just waiting to die, yet today, she finally understood that he had become an Ancient Martial Artist, no longer the frail youth from back then.

    But, was it really as Xia Qingzhu thought; was Ye Xuan merely an Ancient Martial Artist?

    Dark clouds loomed overhead, thunder rumbled; in the midst of winter, such anomalies appeared in the sky, making for an incredible sight for the people of Kyoto City, yet no one knew that these terrifying heavenly phenomena were a consequence of Ye Xuan’s actions.

    In the Ye Family courtyard.

    Yama harvests the soul, the Netherworld King demands life.

    Ye Xuan’s sword was laid horizontally atop Nangong Yun’s throat, and he smiled.

    That smile was indescribable, to Ye Father and Son witnessing it, it felt as though they were plummeting into a dark abyss, their very souls trembling slightly.

    “Ye...

    Ye Xuan...

    don’t kill me...

    please...” Nangong Yun was not a fool; if even at this moment she could not sense Ye Xuan’s murderous intent, then she had lived all these years in vain.

    Abject begging, gone was her earlier arrogance; this was the state of Nangong Yun at the moment.

    “Ye Xuan, you must not kill her, whatever you want, I can give it to you.”

    Until now, Ye Canghao, his complexion deathly pale, also lowered his stance.

    Although his marriage with Nangong Yun was a political arrangement, he absolutely could not let her die; otherwise, his position within the Ye Family would be in dire jeopardy.

    Even Ye Canghai calmed down from his fury, softening his tone, “Xuan’er, you are a descendent of the Ye Family.

    Grandfather was wrong back then.

    Spare her life, and you and your mother can be reinstated into the Ye Family genealogy.”

    Regrettably, to the promises made by Ye Father and Son, Ye Xuan was unmoved, merely a hint of a cruel smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

    “Die!”

    The Blood Sword cleaved across the sky, killing decisively; when Nangong Yun’s head separated from her body, blood spurting from her neck stained the ground red.

    Her headless corpse convulsed on the ground, the bloodstained and cruel scene rendering everyone present deathly silent.

    Whoosh!

    “Nangong Yun...

    is dead?”

    “Who is this man, doesn’t he know how terrifying the Ye Family is?”

    “Indeed, such boldness, I fear this man may meet his end here today.”

    The surrounding guests were the first to recover their senses, bursting out in a clamor as they looked at Ye Xuan with eyes that regarded him as good as dead.

    Although the people present had discerned that Ye Xuan was an Ancient Martial Artist, the Ye Family was one of the eight great families of the Capital City, and their foundation was extraordinarily profound.

    If a mere Ancient Martial Artist could behave so outrageously in the Ye Family’s presence, it was likely that the Ye Family would have long since been disqualified from the Capital City.

    “Ye...

    Ye Xuan...

    have you...

    have you gone mad?

    You killed her...

    you will die too...!” Xia Qingzhu looked at the bloody scene before her with a pale face, unable to comprehend why Ye Xuan would act so recklessly.

    “Rebel...

    how dare you commit matricide?” Ye Canghao bellowed with a trembling voice, his body shaking.

    “My friends, today was supposed to be my birthday celebration, but a disobedient descendant has murdered his stepmother.

    I implore you all to bear witness, for the Ye Family must uphold justice above family loyalty,” Ye Canghai said as he slowly retreated, looking at Ye Xuan with eyes that saw him as a dead man already.

    Unbeknownst to them, dozens of Ancient Martial Arts experts had already surrounded the Ye Family’s estate, each exuding an extraordinary aura.

    The person leading them was a fifty-year-old, whose presence surged unstoppably and whose eyes glinted sharply every time he blinked, revealing his status as a Martial Arts Cultivation master.

    “Mr.

    Gu, please take the trouble to deal with this,” Ye Canghai bowed slightly in respect to him.

    “Mr.

    Ye, there’s no need for such formalities.

    However, this person is a member of your Ye Family.

    If my hand is too heavy and I end up killing him, this...” Gu Yaobang hesitated to continue.

    “A descendant who commits such matricide is of no need to the Ye Family,” Ye Canghai declared decisively.

    “Good.”

    Getting a satisfying answer, Gu Yaobang strode towards Ye Xuan.

    With every step he took, the green stone pavement beneath his feet cracked and shattered.

    “Ye Xuan, run, he is an Ancient Martial Grandmaster, you’ll die!”

    Seeing the appearance of Gu Yaobang, Xia Qingzhu grew deathly pale and cried out to Ye Xuan in warning, for she knew all too well that this Mr.

    Gu was a revered guest among the eight great families of the Capital City, his Martial Arts Cultivation dreadfully terrifying.

    Even if Ye Xuan was an Ancient Martial Artist, how could he possibly be a match for Gu Yaobang?

    “Qingzhu, shut your mouth!

    What nonsense are you talking about?” Xia Tiejun burst out, reprimanding his daughter harshly, as being associated with Ye Xuan at this time would surely bring calamity upon them.

    “Young man, having but a rudimentary understanding of martial arts, yet you dare to kill indiscriminately here.

    Didn’t your mentor teach you that there are some people you simply can’t afford to offend?” Gu Yaobang said as he approached, with an air of instructing the world, seemingly not taking Ye Xuan seriously at all.

    “Surrender now, and I might spare your life, otherwise...”

    Before Gu Yaobang could finish his sentence, his hairs stood on end, and a tremendous terror of life and death overwhelmed his mind, causing him to be unable to continue his words.

    Hum!

    With a flash of Void Movement, the air exploded with a boom, and Ye Xuan took one step forward.

    His terrifying physical strength tore through the air, and he instantly appeared before Gu Yaobang.

    Under Gu Yaobang’s horrified gaze, Ye Xuan’s crystalline jade-like palm gripped the other’s neck.

    “So much nonsense for a dead man!”

    Crack!

    With a terrifying grip, the sound of bone-breaking echoed as Gu Yaobang’s eyes bulged, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle, and a large amount of bloody foam spilled from the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with extreme terror as he looked at Ye Xuan.

    Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

    Blood uncontrollably poured from his mouth.

    Gu Yaobang stared hard at Ye Xuan standing before him, his voice unbelieving, stuttering intermittently.

    “You...

    you are...

    inborn...”

    Gu Yaobang didn’t finish his words.

    His neck was snapped by Ye Xuan, dying a brutal death in Ye Xuan’s hands.

    Silence, a deathly stillness.

    Inside the Ye Family courtyard, not only were the Ye Family members chilled to the core, but even the guests were retreating in shock, gazing at Ye Xuan with extreme dread.

    Bang!

    Ye Xuan casually threw Gu Yaobang’s corpse to the ground, his ice-cold voice echoing around the courtyard as he scanned the surrounding guests.

    “Today, I, Ye, am going to unleash a massacre.

    Those who are uninvolved should leave at once.”