Urban Supernatural Medical Saint-Chapter 1331 - 1330: Sword of Evil

Chaotic God Sword!

What it disrupts is not any Immortal, but the consciousness of humans.

Even Divine Sense can be disturbed by the Chaotic God Sword!

Only then did Lu Youqiong understand the meaning behind the sword's name.

"So that's it... Too late! Too late... my child, I'm sorry!"

Lu Youqiong suddenly burst into tears, crying loudly.

You must know that the Lu Family has only one heir for three generations, and with Lu Ming being the only successor this generation, should anything happen to him, the Lu Family would be completely extinct!

But...

Lu Ming's consciousness has already been disturbed by the Chaotic God Sword.

Even if all his injuries were healed and the Artifact Spirit restored, what would it change?

The evil aura will continuously consume his consciousness, eventually taking over his body, turning him into a killing machine!

Such is the end for the Lu Family.

How could he not be heartbroken?

"I have failed the ancestors!"

"I have failed the ancestors!"

He shouted, each cry louder than the last.

Alas, repentance comes too late.

Watching the black gas spreading in the air, Lu Youqiong knew that with his abilities, he could not prevent the emergence of the Chaotic God Sword.

The Chaotic God Sword contains immense killing intent and evil aura.

No one in this world can suppress it.

Originally thought it could be cleansed by Spiritual Energy, unfortunately... it not only failed to cleanse, but these evil auras also absorbed a massive amount of Spiritual Energy, nourishing it to become so powerful.

"Grandpa!"

A shout echoed.

Like a vengeful spirit from Hell, filled with sorrow and helplessness, filled with fear and dread.

At the same time.

Above the pool, Lu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes already turning pure red.

These eyes were like those of the Blood Clan from the west, filled with immense killing intent.

His gaze fell on the astonished face of Lu Youqiong, and another shout came: "Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

"Child, I'm here! Hurry and destroy your Qi Sea! As long as you destroy it, you'll be safe! Quick!" Lu Youqiong didn't want his grandson to be controlled by a sword like this.

In history, there have been many examples of Artifact Spirits controlling Cultivators. None had good outcomes.

Moreover, the Lu Family absolutely does not wish to see Lu Ming come to harm.

However.

Lu Ming seemed like he didn't hear, his expression suddenly turning furious:

"Old man, you dare ask me to destroy my own Qi Sea!? You want to die?"

"You…"

"Old geezer, hand over your life!"

Whoosh!

Lu Ming dove down, the evil aura in his hand instantly condensed into a long narrow sword, stabbing towards Lu Youqiong.

Poof!

With almost no ability to dodge, that sword pierced into his chest.

Lu Youqiong looked at the sword in shock, the chilling aura pouring in, like a deadly poison, entering his organs, his veins, and then spreading to every corner of his body.

His skin turned completely black.

"You… Lu Ming! You…"

Lu Ming laughed wildly and said: "Old geezer, I really have to thank you! It's because of you that I restored my Artifact Spirit, regained my strength, and even achieved a significant breakthrough. My current cultivation is just one step away from breaking through to the Primordial Human Immortal! And I, at the Peak Realm, will stand proudly over all of Wanxian City!"

"You… you…"

Lu Youqiong was incredulous.

His mouth occasionally uttering incomprehensible words.

Lu Ming continued: "Old thing, rest in peace, I will complete the great undertaking of unifying the Five Great Cities for you! I will ascend to that supreme throne for you!"

Upon hearing this.

Lu Youqiong was greatly shocked, exclaiming: "You… you are Lu Ming!"

Lu Ming frowned slightly, then laughed arrogantly: "So what if it's me? Old thing, you've lived long enough, don't think I don't know what you're up to. From the beginning, I knew you wanted to ascend to the throne! Repeatedly using me, claiming I'm the sole heir, but did you consider that when you killed my parents?"

Lu Youqiong's face was ashen.

He felt all his life force flowing into Lu Ming's body through the Chaotic God Sword.

All his cultivation as well.

With a face full of despair, he recalled past events.

As if suddenly enlightened, he sneered a few times and said: "Karmic cycle, it's all retribution!"

The aura of the Chaotic God Sword grew stronger.

One must know, Lu Youqiong was a master at the Human Immortal Realm.

Absorbing all his energy was enough to elevate the Chaotic God Sword to a new level.

No one knew how long it took.

Lu Youqiong's features began to wither.

Lu Ming was full of excitement, his eyes bloodshot, watching the sword become radiant, his mood even more exhilarated!

Another hour passed.

After Lu Youqiong completely turned into a dried corpse... he then withdrew the Chaotic God Sword.

His face was flushed, extraordinarily excited.

"Success! I, Lu Ming, have finally stepped into the Primordial Human Immortal! At the Peak Realm! The Lu Family's Nine Swords, there's no need to practice them anymore, I can already wield them."

"Withdraw!"

The Chaotic God Sword disappeared.

Lu Ming strode out of the forbidden area with pride.

At the entrance to the forbidden area, many disciples of the Lu Family were waiting anxiously.

"Young Master! Where is the old master?"

"I killed him!"

"Ah!? Young Master, you… you…"

"Spread the word, from now on, the Lu Family is under my control... the heinous crimes of Lu Youqiong have been dealt with by me with great justice. Go find the body inside and send it to the Order Hall!"

After speaking.

Lu Ming walked back to his room with pride.

Leaving behind a group of Lu Family disciples in utter disarray in the wind.

Can they resist?

Just in an instant, they felt the overwhelming terrifying aura from Lu Ming.

This aura could instantly kill them.

They didn't know what happened in the forbidden area, but one thing was certain, Lu Ming was much stronger than before, exceedingly stronger.

...

Meanwhile.

Fang Yu and the others were invited into the City Lord Mansion.

Seats were given to each.

Hong He, with a broad smile, ordered tea and water to be served.

"Little brother, I didn't expect your prowess to be so exceptional, even defeating Lu Ming! By the rules of the contest, from now on, my daughter is entrusted to you!"

However.

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Yu waved his hand and said: "No... The reason I did this was that I didn't want to see Princess Zhaoyue marry a playboy. But as for myself, I'm afraid I cannot marry the princess."

Upon hearing this, Hong He frowned slightly, saying:

"Why? Do you think my daughter is not worthy of you?"

"No no no... It's not that Princess Zhaoyue is not worthy, but... I already have a family." Fang Yu replied honestly.

"…"

Having a family and still participating in a martial arts contest for marriage, this doesn't conform to the rules.

But at the time, who had the leisure to analyze whether you had a family?

Hong He's face turned unpleasant.

Bang!

He slammed the table and said: "Get out... I don't want to see you all!"