985: Where Yin and Yang meet

Kahn dared not conceal anything about what happened in Canglan City. After returning to the city, he truthfully reported everything to High Priest Tiemoluo, the Great Priest who was far away in the Holy City, through the communication array.

At the same time, he also informed him of his upcoming arrangements.

However, contrary to Kahn's worries, the Great Priest High Priest Tiemoluo did not hold him accountable at all; instead, he praised his arrangements for handling the situation.

He also instructed him to pay attention to safety during his patrol and said that he would be notified later about the matters concerning Wang Chen after further discussion.

Having received this result, even after the communication array was shut down, Kahn still hadn't recovered from his state of flattered surprise.

The Great Priest's attitude was too amiable, so much so that he could barely believe it!

Meanwhile, at the same time.

In the temple of the Dead Spirit Holy City, located in the center of the Netherworld, the Dead Spirit Great Priest High Priest Tiemoluo, whom Kahn considered amiable, had an incomparably cold expression, with solemn divine light constantly flickering in his eyes.

High Priest Tiemoluo had anticipated that Kahn would encounter setbacks in Canglan City, but he never expected that in just two days, the losses in Canglan City would be so significant, and most importantly, Vast Treasure True Lord had died!

“Has there been any unusual activity from the Human Race’s Xuantian Holy Land tonight?”

He stepped down from the communication array and asked Ambrose, City Lord of the Holy City, who was standing beside him.

“Reporting to the Great Priest, there is nothing abnormal with the Xuantian Holy Land.”

Ambrose replied respectfully.

“This is impossible!”

High Priest Tiemoluo’s gaze narrowed, and he said with a hint of confusion in his tone:

“Although Vast Treasure True Lord has been estranged from the Xuantian Holy Land in recent years, always thinking of making the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce independent, he has not yet completely broken ties with the Xuantian Holy Land; he is still a high-ranking member of the Xuantian Holy Land.”

“If he died, his soul pearl left in the Xuantian Holy Land would surely shatter, and it’s impossible for it not to cause turmoil in the Xuantian Holy Land.”

“There must be a problem here!”

Towards the end, High Priest Tiemoluo’s tone was decisive.

The Xuantian Holy Land was not the declining Four Symbols Holy Land. As the strongest force among the Netherworld Human Clan, the death of a high-ranking member could absolutely not fail to cause any ripples.

The current lack of abnormalities certainly indicated something fishy.

“Great Priest, should I arrange for people to enter the Xuantian Holy Land to investigate?”

Ambrose suggested.

“Improper!”

High Priest Tiemoluo’s eyes flickered upon hearing this, but he immediately shook his head and said:

“Although we have now developed a method that can bypass the Human Race’s magic dispelling array, this method is not without flaws. It can deceive ordinary Human Race Strong, but it may not be able to deceive that old fellow Qing Yunzi.”

“Rashly sending people into the Xuantian Holy Land to investigate would not only expose our intelligence but also cause our clansmen to die in vain.”

“This way…”

As he spoke, High Priest Tiemoluo seemed to suddenly think of something. He paused, turned, and looked at Ambrose:

“You personally go to Nether City and put pressure on all Human Race parties regarding the destruction of the two subordinate gathering places in Canglan City. At the same time, try to glean some information through indirect questioning.”

“This…”

“Great Priest, will my personal visit to Nether City make the Human Race suspect something amiss?”

“After all, according to the agreement between the two races, those in the Late Stage of the Ninth Rank are not allowed to enter Nether City without prior notification.”

Ambrose hesitated a little, finding it difficult.

Nether City, being named after the world itself, was enough to show the special nature of this city.

This city was the location where the peace agreement between the Human Race and the Dead Spirit Race was signed centuries ago, and it was also the node where Yin and Yang converged in the entire Netherworld.

In Nether City, there was no distinction between day and night; the sky was always gray. Both the Dead Spirit Race and the Human Race, as well as other living beings, could move freely.

Because of this, after the peace agreement was signed, Nether City was jointly controlled by the Human Race and the Dead Spirit Race. Various disputes and conflicts between the two races were also resolved through negotiation in this city.

At the same time, to prevent strong individuals from fighting fiercely in Nether City due to hatred and destroying the entire city, those in the Middle Stage of the Ninth Rank and Late Stage of the Ninth Rank were not allowed to enter Nether City without prior notification.

Currently, the strongest individuals responsible for various matters between the two races in Nether City were only in the Early Stage of the Ninth Rank.

“Hehe!”

At this moment, upon hearing Ambrose’s concerns, the Great Priest High Priest Tiemoluo sneered, and then slowly said:

“Provocation? That’s exactly the effect I want. If you don’t go personally, how can we show our Pay attention to of this matter? How can we show our anger?”

“Go ahead and do it. The moment you step into Nether City, the Human Race will definitely react. At that time, you must observe carefully and not miss any abnormality.”

“Yes!”

Upon hearing this, Ambrose bowed and accepted the order.

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Nether City.

It was situated atop a towering mountain range, like a natural chasm, with its peak leveled to serve as the foundation, covering an area of tens of miles.

Connecting to the mountain range below and reaching the clouds above, it could be said to be the grandest of all cities in the Netherworld.

Anyone who came here would be deeply shocked at first sight.

The entire Nether City had only two city gates, north and south. The wide avenue connecting the gates divided the entire city into two halves, north and south.

The southern part was managed by various Human Race forces, and the northern part was controlled by the Dead Spirit Race.

Beside the wide avenue that divided the entire city in two, two buildings stood opposite each other, radiating an imposing and magnificent aura, standing out the most.

These two buildings were the Human Race forces' council hall in Nether City and the Dead Spirit Race's council hall in Nether City.

At this moment.

Outside the main gate of the Human Race council hall, two men around thirty years old were listlessly yawning, looking sleepy.

As the gatekeepers of this council hall, their work was very easy, even boring.

After all, since the peace agreement was signed, both the Human Race and the Dead Spirit Race had been quite restrained, and it was rare for all Human Race forces to gather together for a joint discussion.

However, although this gatekeeping job was easy, it did not mean it was unimportant.

In fact, this gatekeeping job was the best option for the younger generation of Human Race forces to gain experience, because it was closest to the Dead Spirit and allowed them to directly face the Dead Spirit.

This led to this job always being held by Disciples from the Eight Great Sacred Grounds of the Human Race.

For example, the two currently on duty were both Inner Sect Disciples from the Zixiao Holy Land, and they could be considered excellent among their peers.

However, while being able to directly interact with the Dead Spirit could be something to boast about upon returning, doing so every day would eventually become tedious, especially with the daily monotonous repetition.

“Senior Brother Yang, life is getting more and more boring. The past few days were much more exciting, with Dead Spirits performing their face-changing acts for us every day.”

The man guarding the left side of the door yawned and said lazily.

“Get out of here. Boring is good. The commotion from the past two days was so big, and the Dead Spirits who came were all of the Eighth and Ninth Rank. With their strength, they could crush us with a flick of their hand.”

The one called Yang Shixiong glared at his companion impatiently.