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Chapter 60: Slaying Xu Wudi!

A sword light pierced the sky, and the Xuanyuan Sword, carrying Luo Tian and the others, landed at a villa in the suburbs of Yun City.

Xiao Niannian was the first to jump down, hugging the Taiyi Sword and running around in the courtyard.

It was as if the trip to the imperial tombs just now was merely a spring outing.

The small golden disc rested on her shoulder, her dragon eyes slightly closed, still digesting and absorbing the soul power of tens of thousands of Yin soldiers.

Ye Qianxue and Li Mengmeng turned pale; it was their first time taking a long-distance flight on a flying sword, and their legs felt weak.

"Get some rest, but don't neglect your cultivation."

Luo Tian glanced at his two disciples and said calmly.

"Yes, Master."

The two helped each other into the villa.

Luo Tian sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, closing his eyes in deep thought.

As he was thinking, his phone suddenly rang.

Upon checking the number, it was Li Zhendong.

"Master Luo, we finally got through on the phone!"

Li Zhendong's voice was urgent, and even trembled slightly.

"What happened?"

Luo Tian frowned slightly.

"Something big has happened! Since yesterday, rumors have been circulating on martial arts forums that you possess an unparalleled opportunity and a heaven-defying cultivation technique. Whoever obtains it will become an immortal!"

The whole world is now talking about ancient martial arts, the Vatican, vampires, werewolves, and Onmyoji...

All the various factions have mobilized, and they're all coming to China to find you!

Li Zhendong finished speaking in one breath, panting heavily.

Luo Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Where did the news come from?"

"We can't find the source; it seems like someone deliberately spread it."

"Master Luo, be careful! This time, the assassins aren't the same as before; they're top experts from various powerful factions!"

"I see."

Luo Tian hung up the phone, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The Yang family has been wiped out; they don't have the guts.

Although the Imperial Sword Sect threatened to kill him, given their resources, they disdained such underhanded methods.

Who could it be?

A name came to mind: Xu Wudi.

"It can only be him."

Luo Tian's lips curled into a cold smile.

The Dragon Group's supreme leader, outwardly suppressed by the Sage, secretly employs this treacherous scheme of using someone else to kill.

"Do you really want to die that badly?"

Luo Tian stood up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Since you're so eager, then I'll grant your wish."

He raised his hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword flew out of his storage ring, hovering in front of him.

Golden light swirled, and the sword aura was chilling.

"Little Jin".

"Owner!"

Little Jin flew up from Xiao Nian Nian's shoulder and landed on Luo Tian's shoulder.

"Give me your divine power and lend me a hand."

Without saying a word, Xiao Jin closed his dragon eyes, and his divine soul power surged from his body, pouring into Luo Tian's sea of consciousness.

Luo Tian's Immortal Emperor soul was already severely damaged. Although it was repaired by the Soul Nourishing Wood and absorbed some soul power, it was still weak.

At this moment, with the blessing of Xiao Jin's divine soul, his divine sense surged instantly, spreading in all directions like a tidal wave.

Within a radius of one hundred li... three hundred li... five hundred li...

His divine sense swept across mountains and rivers, across towns and villages, and spread all the way to Kyoto.

The Dragon Group headquarters building appeared in my consciousness.

Luo Tian saw Xu Wudi.

He was sitting in his office, holding a cup of tea, a smug smile on his lips.

……

Kyoto, Dragon Group Headquarters.

Xu Wudi picked up his teacup, took a small sip, leaned back in his chair, and was in a great mood.

"Luo Tian, Luo Tian, let's see how you die this time."

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of smugness.

With so many forces—the ancient martial arts world, the Holy See, the vampires—working together, even if Luo Tian had three heads and six arms, he would still be doomed.

"Trying to fight me? You're still too green."

Xu Wudi put down his teacup and was about to get up.

Suddenly, a chill rose up from my spine and shot straight to the top of my head.

The martial arts master's instinctive sense of danger made all the hairs on his body stand on end, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"What happened?"

Xu Wudi suddenly stood up and looked around.

The office was empty; there was nothing there.

But that feeling of being locked in by death lingers.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

He released his internal energy, condensing it into a wall of energy in front of him.

Just then, a faint voice entered his ears, so clear it was as if someone was standing in front of him.

"You ant, I wasn't planning on dealing with you so soon."

Xu Wudi's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Why are you so eager to die?"

"Didn't you suspect I had a connection to the divine?"

"Then open your dog eyes and see what... an immortal is!"

The last two words exploded like thunder!

"cut!"

A golden light flew in from outside the window, moving at an extremely fast speed.

Xu Wudi didn't even see what the golden light was; he only felt a chill in his chest.

He looked down.

His chest had a fist-sized hole, which was transparent from front to back.

Fresh blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

The golden light passed through his chest and circled around his neck.

Xu Wudi stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a sound.

His head slipped off his neck.

He rolled to the ground with a thud, his eyes still open, dying with his eyes wide open.

The expressions on their faces showed fear, shock, and confusion.

He died without understanding how Luo Tian had done it.

The golden light circled once in the office, then with a "whoosh," it disappeared outside the window.

From a thousand miles away, he took a man's head.

Such divine intervention is nothing more than this.

……

Yuncheng, a suburban villa.

Golden light flew back from the sky, landed in Luo Tian's hand, and transformed into the Xuanyuan Sword.

Not a drop of blood stained the sword.

"Master, should we kill him?"

Xiao Jin asked.

"Kill him."

Luo Tian sheathed the Xuanyuan Sword, and Xiao Jin withdrew its divine soul power, returning to its coils on his shoulder, its dragon eyes filled with weariness.

"Thanks a lot."

Luo Tian rubbed Xiao Jin's head.

"Serving the master is not hard work."

Xiao Jin said in a childish voice.

Luo Tian took out his phone and dialed the Sage's number.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"Luo Tian?"

The sage's voice carried a hint of surprise.

"The sage is me."

Luo Tian's voice was calm:

"There may be some chaos in China these next few days. Please send people to maintain order and protect ordinary people."

The sage remained silent for a moment:

"What happened?"

"Some people are spreading rumors that I have the opportunity to become an immortal. The ancient martial arts world and foreign forces all want to snatch me up."

"Did Xu Wudi do it?"

The sage hit the nail on the head.

"He's already dead."

Luo Tian said calmly.

The sage remained silent for a few moments, without pressing for details:

"Okay, I'll send people to maintain order. Be careful."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Luo Tian hung up the phone.

He looked up into the distance, a cold glint in his eyes.

Come on, everyone come on.

"Kill one if one comes, kill two if two come."

"Perfect, this will solve everything at once."