Urban Most Awesome Dad

Chapter 673

?Chapter 673: Chapter 673: Sudden Change_1 Chapter 673: Chapter 673: Sudden Change_1 After all, these were Ancient Ruins, which held an immense attraction for anyone.

And those who entered the ruins for exploration were primarily the elite descendants from various factions, so to prevent any nefarious individuals from disrupting their plans, the Flame Dragon Organization and the forces of the Ancient Martial World dispatched many powerhouses to guard this place.

Especially since the Northern Territory Sovereign was involved, this expedition was unprecedented and was given extreme importance by all major powers.

For example, the Flame Dragon Organization had sent one of their eight Chief Stewards, Li Yunlei, whose strength had reached the peak level of Kings, commanding a group of powerhouses with more than half being Grandmaster-level experts and the rest possessing at least Qi Drawing capabilities.

Besides the Flame Dragon Organization, top forces of the Ancient Martial World also sent at least King-level powerhouses, especially individuals like the Grand Elder of the Chu Family, Elder Shi Hongyun of the Sword Heaven Sect, and four others, whose cultivation had even reached the Heavenly Venerable Realm.

There were also over five hundred Ancient Martial Artists who had not left the Cangxue Mountain Range, along with a modern heavy armed battalion.

Although these modern troops were not cultivators, they controlled modern equipment, various artillery, as well as helicopters, tanks, and other weapons; such formidable firepower meant that even Heavenly Venerables would not dare to confront them recklessly.

Such a powerful defensive force could indeed make this place as impregnable as a fortress, leaving no room for the reckless to cause trouble, unless they were seeking death.

However, at this time, this formidable defense had already suffered heavy casualties.

Looking around, one could see nothing but pits and hollows near the mountain top; the ground was littered with fresh blood and remnants of limbs and flesh, presenting an extremely tragic scene.

And among them lay the bodies of many Ancient Martial Artists.

For instance, the Deputy Sect Master of Yuling Sect, Yao Heli, whose strength had reached the late phase of the Venerable Realm, was now reduced to a dried-up corpse, with only the upper half of his body remaining, leaning against a rock with an expression of unwillingness on his face.

Another was Luo Yalu from the Lin Family, whose strength had reached the peak level of Kings, but whose body now leaned against a pine tree, his head drooping low as if he had lost all strength and was about to fall, yet was pinned to the tree by a longsword, which was ironically his own, with a large pool of dried blood beneath him…

Then there was Shangguan Bingyuan, an elder of the Shangguan Family, who had attained the early phase of the Heavenly Venerable Realm, but he too did not escape the carnage.

He was bleeding from all seven orifices, his eyes wide as if he had seen something horrifying before death; his belly was open, with intestines spilling out all over the ground, a truly gruesome sight.

There were many more fighters from other forces, with over half of them already dead.

Even those who survived were all injured and suffering.

At this moment, Li Yunlei, the Chief Steward of the Flame Dragon Organization, had bloodshot eyes and roared angrily.

His left arm had been severed from the shoulder, bleeding profusely, but he fought as though he couldn’t feel the pain.

In his remaining hand, his right, he wielded a broadsword, its hilt bound firmly to his hand with cloth, battling fiercely.

But soon, he was struck in the chest by a punch from a masked foreign fighter with a prominent nose, sending him flying several dozen meters and skidding another seven or eight meters across the ground before smashing into a rock, where he lay motionless, his life uncertain.

And the broadsword was still tightly bound to his right hand with cloth.

If even the mighty Li Yunlei had come to such a state, there was little hope for the others.

Many were beyond recognition in death.

Yet, they were still roaring with anger, fighting a bloody battle.

The sound of battle cries filled the heavens and earth, like a symphony of indomitable solemnity.

A few still had their full combat strength, but their situation was not good either, mostly facing multiple enemies of the same caliber simultaneously.

Given the current situation, it seemed it was only a matter of time before they fell, if nothing unexpected happened.

Meanwhile, not far from here, over two hundred cultivators emanated strong auras, firmly encircling the mountaintop.

Furthermore, there were twenty individuals standing midair, without exception, all of them were powerful beings with strength surpassing that of a King.

Obviously, even now, the enemy still hadn’t deployed their full force, and they had no intention of sparing any escapees.

Such formidable power, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say, could easily obliterate any faction within the Ancient Martial World.

However, the identities of these individuals were unknown, as each of them was dressed in black clothing, their heads wrapped in black cloth, exposing only two eyes.

One could not discern their faces, only vaguely making out their silhouettes.

As soon as Xu Fan and the others were teleported out from the ruins, they witnessed such a tragic scene before their eyes.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and it took a long while for them to snap back to reality.

“Second Uncle…” Luo Xiong, upon seeing the extremely tragic death of Lin Family’s Second Master Luo Yalu, immediately felt his eyes redden, his heart filled with grief and rage.

But as he was about to run over, Chi Fengzi promptly grabbed him.

“Uncle-Master!”

“Elder Uncle!”

“Grand Elder…”…

The others quickly spotted their own tragically killed or severely wounded elders, each of them unable to contain their sorrow and indignation.

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“Haha…”

A wild laugh echoed from the sky.

Everyone’s hearts shook, and they all looked up into the sky.

Above them, a tall figure stood high, looking down upon them.

This person was wearing a large overcoat that seemed to envelop his entire body.

His head was also hidden behind a hat, and only a shadow was visible, with the exception of two eyes that seemed to flicker with a terrifying glow in the darkness.

Below his feet, a mass of black fog swirled, giving the impression of an evil boss.

“I am somewhat surprised; I didn’t expect you to appear earlier than I anticipated,” the shadowy figure spoke, his voice hoarse as if nails were scratching against a concrete wall, sending shivers down one’s spine.

He laughed maniacally, “Of course, this is also good, congratulations on being able to join this death banquet ahead of time!”

Having said that, he raised his hand, seemingly about to make a move.

“Yellow Robe!”

A sharp shout came from below; it was Chu Wujie speaking.

At the moment, he was being attacked by several peers of equal strength.

He roared, “If you dare to hurt these children, I, Chu Wujie, even if I go to hell, will climb back up to fight you to the death!”

Yellow Robe?

Xu Fan couldn’t help but think.