Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 190 No one will leave here alive!

"Haha, I didn't expect to have such a big harvest this time."

Yunming laughed triumphantly, "This 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion' is a priceless treasure. With it, my fame will surely spread throughout the world."

However, Yunming did not forget his original intention.

He continued to order the tomb raiders to search for martial arts manuals in the ancient tomb, but after searching the entire tomb, they found no trace of any martial arts manuals.

"Hmph, it seems there are no martial arts manuals in Emperor Gaozong's tomb."

Yunming said disappointedly, "But it doesn't matter. There are many ancient tombs in the world. I don't believe I can't find what I want."

With the "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion" in hand, Yunming left the ancient tomb of Emperor Gaozong of Tang.

His campaign to destroy martial arts continues, and the entire world is in chaos under his control.

The common people lived in fear, the martial artists fled everywhere, and the once prosperous martial arts world no longer existed.

As for Yunming, he stood on the city wall of the palace, looking at the world he controlled, but he felt no sense of satisfaction.

His journey was still long; he would continue searching for the secret to immortality and make his son the most honorable person in the world.

In the days that followed, Yunming continuously increased the pressure on martial artists.

He dispatched a large number of soldiers to search for martial artists throughout the country.

As soon as any trace of martial artists is discovered, an immediate encirclement and suppression operation will be launched.

"Sir, there is a village ahead. According to intelligence, there are several martial artists hiding there."

A soldier reported to a general.

"Alright, surround this village and don't let a single one escape!"

The general said viciously.

The soldiers immediately surrounded the village and then rushed in to begin searching.

The villagers were terrified by this sudden turn of events and had no idea what had happened.

"Who are you? Why are you barging into our village?"

An old man asked angrily.

The general sneered: "Hmph, your village has hidden martial artists, which is a serious crime of defying the imperial will."

Today, none of you will leave here alive!

"There are no martial artists in our village, you must have made a mistake!"

The old man argued loudly.

"Still dare to talk back! Search the village! If you find any martial artists, burn this entire village down!"

The general gave the order.

The soldiers began searching the village house by house, and soon they found several young men in one of the houses.

These young men were martial artists who had fled to this village to escape Yun Ming's pursuit.

"Sir, that's it!"

The soldiers brought several young men before the general.

The general looked at the young men, a cruel smile appearing in his eyes: "Hmph, I've finally caught you."

"Kill them all!"

"No!"

The villagers all knelt down and begged for mercy.

However, the general remained unmoved. With a wave of his hand, the soldiers raised their swords and slashed at the young men.

Blood splattered everywhere, and several young people fell into pools of blood.

The villagers were devastated, and their resentment towards Yunming grew ever deeper.

Yunming's campaign to exterminate Wu aroused public outrage, and many people began to secretly organize resistance forces.

He vowed to overthrow Yunming's rule and restore the martial arts tradition.

"Everyone, Yun Ming is now cruel and tyrannical. His order to exterminate martial arts has left us martial artists homeless."

We can no longer sit idly by and wait to die; we must unite and resist Yunming's rule!

A young martial artist stood before a group of people and spoke with great passion.

"Yes, we must resist!"

Everyone responded.

In this way, a force that resisted Yunming gradually took shape.

They secretly amassed strength, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to Yunming.

Yunming, on the other hand, seemed to have sensed that someone was secretly rebelling against him.

He strengthened his control over the country and sent out more spies to inquire about the resistance forces.

"Your Majesty, according to reports from our spies, a rebellious force has recently been gathering in secret and seems to be plotting against you."

A minister reported to Yunming.

Yunming's face darkened: "Hmph, a bunch of overconfident fools."

"Investigate this thoroughly! Find them all and eradicate them completely!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The minister withdrew and began investigating the situation of the resistance forces.

In this struggle between annihilation and resistance, Yunming's heart was also in constant turmoil.

Although he wholeheartedly wanted to create a safe environment for his son, he also knew that his actions had aroused the dissatisfaction of the people.

He began to doubt whether his decision was right, but there was no turning back.

"Madam, do you think what I did was right or wrong?"

Yunming spoke to his wife in the inner palace.

The lady gently held Yunming's hand and said tenderly, "Your Majesty, everything you have done is for our child and for this family."

I believe you must have your reasons.

Yunming gave a bitter smile: "But now everyone in the world resents me, and I really don't know what to do."

The lady leaned against Yunming's chest and whispered, "Your Majesty, no matter what happens, I will always be with you."

Let's face this together; there's always a way.

Yunming hugged his wife tightly, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

No matter how the outside world changes, at least he has the support of his family.

Yunming's residence was still luxuriously decorated, but it couldn't hide the desolation within.

He sat in that huge chair, his body trembling slightly, each breath sounding heavy.

His once straight spine is now slightly bent, and the years have etched deep marks on his face.

"Ugh……"

Yunming sighed deeply, his eyes filled with helplessness and resentment.

At this moment, his trusted advisor Li Ming hurriedly walked in and felt a pang of anxiety upon seeing Yun Ming's appearance.

"My lord, how are you feeling today?"

Li Ming asked with concern.

Yunming shook his head with a wry smile, "It's still the same old story, my health is getting worse day by day."

Every step felt like a thousand-pound weight pressing down on me.

Li Ming frowned. "My lord, is there really no other way? With your achievements and status, how can you be defeated by the years like this?"

A resolute glint flashed in Yunming's eyes. "I am not resigned to this! I must find the elixir of immortality. Only in this way can I continue to protect this land I love and continue to realize my ambitions."

Upon hearing this, Li Ming's eyes lit up. "My lord, I have heard that Yuan Tiangang once left behind an elixir of immortality."

If we can find it, it might solve our lord's urgent problem.

Upon hearing Yuan Tiangang's name, Yunming paused slightly, then fell into deep thought.

Yuan Tiangang is a mysterious figure in the world of super gods. What he left behind, is it a blessing or a curse?
"Is this elixir of immortality left behind by Yuan Tiangang real or fake? My body is so weak now, can it withstand the effects of the medicine?"

Yunming voiced his doubts.

Li Ming pondered for a moment, “My lord, although Yuan Tiangang is mysterious, the things he left behind are always extraordinary.”

The potency of this medicine is indeed difficult to fathom. However, for the sake of our lord's health, we might as well give it a try.

Yunming shook his head. "This matter should not be handled rashly."

If this medicine is fake, it's one thing to waste time and energy, but if it has side effects, my body can't take it.

Just then, Zhang Feng, another strategist of Yunming, walked in.

"My lord, I have heard that the elixir of immortality left by Yuan Tiangang requires a special catalyst to be effective, and improper use could be fatal."

Yunming looked at Zhang Feng, "Is what you said true? And what is this special trigger?"

Zhang Feng cupped his hands and said, "It is absolutely true, my lord."

As for this catalyst, it is said to be an extremely rare immortal herb that grows in extremely cold places and is surrounded by powerful guardian beasts.

To obtain it is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Yunming was caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, he longed for immortality and wanted to continue to dominate this world of gods and realize his unfulfilled dream. On the other hand, he feared the unknown. The elixir of immortality, whether real or fake, and the difficult-to-obtain catalyst, were like insurmountable chasms.

"If we really have to find that immortal herb, who can take on this important task?"

Yunming asked.

Li Ming stepped forward and said, "My lord, I am willing to lead the team there."

Even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, I will definitely bring back the immortal herb.

Yunming looked at Liming, his eyes filled with relief and worry. "I am very touched by your kindness."

But this journey is fraught with danger, so you must be extremely careful.

Zhang Feng also said, "My lord, rest assured, I will assist Brother Li in searching for the immortal herb."

We will definitely return safely.

A few days later, Li Ming and Zhang Feng led a team of elite men on their journey to the frigid land.

Meanwhile, Yunming waited anxiously for news every day at his residence.

One day, Yunming was pacing in the courtyard when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

His heart tightened, and he quickly walked out of the courtyard.

Li Ming, Zhang Feng, and the others returned looking disheveled and injured.

"My lord, we..."

Li Ming said with a guilty look on his face.

Yunming waved his hand, "Don't speak yet, hurry up and heal your wounds."

After everyone had rested for a while, Li Ming recounted his experience in detail.

It turned out that they had just arrived in the extremely cold land when they were attacked by the guardian beast.

The guardian beast was enormous and incredibly powerful. Despite its fierce resistance, it suffered heavy losses and ultimately failed to find the immortal herb.

Upon hearing this, Yunming's expression became extremely solemn.

"It seems that the path to immortality is far more difficult than I imagined."

Just then, a mysterious old man suddenly appeared outside Yunming's residence.

The guards tried to stop him, but the old man simply waved his hand, and the guards were pushed away by an invisible force.

"Who are you? Why are you trespassing here?"

Yunming looked at the old man warily.

The old man smiled slightly, "Yunming, I have come today to help you resolve the mystery of immortality."

Yunming's heart skipped a beat. "You can help me? Who exactly are you?"

The old man slowly said, "I am a descendant of Yuan Tiangang, and I know all the secrets of the elixir of immortality."

Yunming looked the old man up and down. "You claim to be a descendant of Yuan Tiangang? What proof do you have?"

The old man took out a token from his pocket, which was engraved with Yuan Tiangang's mark.

Yunming's expression changed slightly when he saw the token.

"Since you are a descendant of Yuan Tiangang, then tell me, is this elixir of immortality real or fake? And how can my body withstand its effects?"

Yunming asked anxiously.

The old man said slowly, "This elixir of immortality is indeed real, but in order to withstand its effects, you need to first cultivate a special technique to transform your physique."

Yun Ming frowned. "A special cultivation technique? Where did this technique come from?"

The old man smiled and said, "I will teach you this technique myself."

But you have to agree to one condition.

"What conditions?"

Yunming asked.

"After you take the elixir of immortality and become an immortal being, you must protect the peace of this world of gods and must not use the power of immortality to do evil."

The old man said with a serious expression.

Yunming pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, I promise you."

"If I could gain immortality, I would protect the peace of this world."

So the old man began to teach Yunming his special technique.

Yun Ming practiced diligently day and night, and his body gradually began to change.

His face was no longer pale, and his breathing became smooth. The power that had been gradually fading away seemed to have returned to his body.

After a period of cultivation, Yunming felt he was ready to take the elixir of immortality.

On a full moon night, following the old man's instructions, he took the elixir of immortality left by Yuan Tiangang.

At first, Yunming didn't feel anything.

But not long after, he felt a powerful force surging within him, a force that seemed to burst his body apart.

He groaned in pain, his clothes soaked with sweat.

"Hold on, this is the medicine taking effect."

The old man called out from the side.

Yunming gritted his teeth and, with his indomitable will, tried his best to withstand this force.

After an unknown amount of time, the power gradually subsided, and Yunming slowly opened his eyes.

"I succeeded?"

Yunming asked, somewhat incredulously.

The old man nodded. "Congratulations, Yunming."

You have become an immortal being.

Yunming felt the continuous power within his body, and his heart was filled with joy.

In a mysterious corner of the Super God Universe, Yun Ming lay quietly on a magnificent yet cold bed, surrounded by an oppressive atmosphere.

His face was haggard, his skin had lost its former luster, and every breath he took seemed like a struggle; the candle of his life flickered precariously in the gale.

Is this the end of life?

Yunming muttered to himself, his voice hoarse and weak.

His gaze fell on a delicate little bottle on the bedside table, which contained the legendary elixir of immortality.

He had spent countless resources and endured immense hardships to obtain this medicine, but now that the moment of choice had arrived, he hesitated.

At this moment, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and a trusted subordinate cautiously walked in and said respectfully, "Sir, Li Xingyun has been imprisoned by us, and his martial arts have been completely crippled. He is now powerless to resist."

Yunming sneered: "Hmph, the once arrogant Li Xingyun has met his end."

Bring him here; I want to see this down-on-his-luck fellow for myself.

A short while later, Li Xingyun was brought in by several soldiers.

He was once full of vigor, but now his hair is disheveled, though his eyes still reveal a stubbornness.

Yunming looked at Li Xingyun, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "Li Xingyun, look at yourself now. Are you still the same self-important hero you used to be?"

Li Xingyun gritted his teeth and glared at Yun Ming: "Yun Ming, you despicable scoundrel, do you think you can get away with this? Justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent!"

Yunming burst into laughter, the sound echoing eerily in the empty room: "Justice? In this world, strength is justice."

(End of this chapter)