1260: undercurrent

“Let others act and force Wang Xiaotu to leave the Second Defense Line…”

After listening to Chong Yunzi’s words, Gu Shentong and Qionghua Fairy couldn’t help but turn their heads to look, their eyes filled with worry. Qionghua Fairy’s expression changed several times, and she couldn’t help but ask, “If Wang Xiaotu is killed by someone during this period, what should we do?”

“Indeed, if he dies, the reward from the Black Market Bounty Order will have nothing to do with us.”

Gu Shentong nodded in agreement from the side.

He was well aware of how many Twelve-Tier powerhouses, attracted by the bounty, had gathered at the Second Defense Line. Many of them would be extremely troublesome even for him to deal with.

Although the Soulsearching Lockearth Grand Formation Array Spirit was Thirteen-Order, it only acted according to fixed thinking. No one could guarantee that no accidents would occur.

“You’re right, your concerns are valid, but…”

Chong Yunzi shook his head and said confidently, “The probability of such a situation occurring is minimal.”

“Everyone wants Wang Xiaotu to die by their own hands and doesn’t want others to get the Black Market Bounty Order’s reward. So, once they make a move, they will all have the same concerns as the two of you. At that time, hindering each other will keep them busy enough, so how could they possibly achieve their goal?”

“I see!”

Upon hearing this, Qionghua Fairy and Gu Shentong suddenly understood. With their interests not aligned, even if the many Twelve-Tier powerhouses hidden in the Second Defense Line made a move, they would secretly guard against each other.

In such a situation, even if Wang Xiaotu was forced out of the Second Defense Line, his chances of escape were quite high.

“Then should we set up an ambush outside the defense line in advance?”

Gu Shentong thought for a moment and suggested.

“Good!”

“That’s how it should be.”

Chong Yunzi and Qionghua Fairy both nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

…

At the same time.

As the discussions on the top floor of Yanhuilou settled, Old Ancestor Yinglang’s lodging also became lively.

“Brother Shadowfang, such a big deal, wouldn’t it be a bit bad for you to monopolize it?”

In the blood-scented hall, a burly figure pushed open the door and walked in with a cold wind.

The newcomer was over three meters tall, his robust physique almost blocking half of the hall’s entrance, casting a wide shadow across the hall. The ‘King’ character on his forehead, under his half-smiling expression, emitted an eerie and sinister blood-red glow.

He looked at Old Ancestor Yinglang in the center of the hall, who was heartily devouring an unknown creature’s hind leg, even chewing and swallowing the bones, and sneered, “I pleaded with the Alliance Leader on your behalf to let you come to the Second Defense Line to avenge your clan’s juniors, but you secretly accepted the Black Market Bounty Order. Doing this, I’m afraid the Souls of those excellent juniors who respected you, Old Ancestor, will feel very disheartened, won’t they?”

“Disheartened? Those fellows had their Souls crushed and completely vanished from the world, so they probably won’t have that chance.”

Old Ancestor Yinglang slowly raised his head, his crimson eyes emitting a captivating divine light, distorting the light wherever his gaze fell.

“Heh, so Brother Shadowfang, you’re admitting that you left the Ancestral Land and came to the Second Defense Line for the reward of the Black Market Bounty Order?”

However, the burly figure showed no fear. He walked over to Old Ancestor Yinglang and sat down, grabbing a piece of raw meat and eating it as he spoke, “Brother, you’ve kept me in the dark for so long by doing this!”

Blood dripped from his lips, and his stark white fangs were exposed to the air, making the temperature in the entire hall seem to drop by dozens of degrees.

“Tiger Howl, stop feigning here. I did get your help when I left the Ancestral Land, but don’t forget, I paid no small price for it.”

“To put it bluntly, it was just a transaction.”

Old Ancestor Yinglang frowned, a hint of killing intent rising in his eyes, clearly very displeased with the person in front of him sharing his food.

However, he didn’t immediately flare up. The brawny man over three meters tall in front of him was named Tiger Howl, an Old Ancestor of the Tiger Clan, a major Clan within the Yao Race. His strength had almost reached the Middle Stage Peak of the Twelve-Tier. In a head-on confrontation, he didn’t have much chance of winning.

“Since it’s a transaction, it means you and I owe each other nothing. In that case, I presume Brother won’t mind if I get involved in the Black Market Bounty Order matter, will you?”

Tiger Howl wiped the blood from his lips and asked casually.

“What do you mean?”

Old Ancestor Yinglang put down his food upon hearing this, his eyes turning somewhat cold.

“Cooperation, of course, cooperation.”

“Brother, you wouldn’t think that you alone can take down the target of the Black Market Bounty Order and successfully get the reward, would you?”

“As far as I know, Li Xuanji, the Grand Elder of the Human Race’s Everlasting River Sword Sect, has already died at that person’s hands. Brother, you must be very clear about Li Xuanji’s strength, after all, that Great Sword Immortal of his back then rose to fame in this Realm by stepping on you, Brother.”

Tiger Howl didn’t care about this at all, shrugging his shoulders and saying with a half-smile.

Li Xuanji, the Grand Elder of the Everlasting River Sword Sect, was renowned for his exquisite swordsmanship and hailed as a Great Sword Immortal, thanks to his powerful battle record of fighting a Twelve-Tier Middle Stage opponent while only being Early Stage Twelve-Tier and escaping unharmed.

The battle that made Li Xuanji famous in this Realm at that time was against Old Ancestor Yinglang, who was standing before him.

It could be said that this battle was an eternal pain in Old Ancestor Yinglang’s heart.

If it weren’t for the Three Realms uniting to resist the Demon Calamity Monsters, he would have long led the Shadow Wolf Clan to flatten the Everlasting River Sword Sect.

However, at this moment, after listening to Tiger Howl’s words, Old Ancestor Yinglang did not get angry. Instead, his expression changed several times, and finally, he asked in a deep voice, “Tiger Howl, where did you get this news? Is it true?”

“Brother, you wouldn’t think I would use such a clumsy lie to deceive you, would you?”

Tiger Howl was not surprised by Old Ancestor Yinglang’s reaction and said with a smile, “Li Xuanji is the Everlasting River Sword Sect’s only facade. With his death, the Everlasting River Sword Sect will surely fall into chaos. In a few days, this news will spread throughout the Demon Disaster Frontline Battlefield.”

“This… this is indeed true.”

Old Ancestor Yinglang was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Li Xuanji had escaped unharmed from his hands back then, achieving the name of Human Race’s Great Sword Immortal by stepping on his reputation. For all these years, Old Ancestor Yinglang had been waiting for an opportunity to resolve this grievance.

However, he never expected that when he heard news of Li Xuanji again, Li Xuanji was actually dead.

Moreover, he had died at the hands of the target for whom he had left the Ancestral Land this time.

At this moment, Old Ancestor Yinglang both regretted not being able to personally resolve this grievance and felt immense apprehension about Wang Xiaotu’s strength.

Defeating Li Xuanji and killing Li Xuanji were completely different concepts, after all, which Twelve-Tier powerhouse didn’t have hidden life-saving Divine Ability.

For so many years, Old Ancestor Yinglang had not gone to find Li Xuanji precisely because he was not confident he could kill him.

And now…

“If this matter was truly done by Wang Xiaotu, then for you and I to deal with him with our combined strength, we will probably need to plan carefully.”

Old Ancestor Yinglang put down his food and looked at Tiger Howl opposite him.