201: Now I’ll kill you guys!

Grand Elder True Person Liuguang (Flowing Light) bowed and accepted the order: "I obey the Holy Master's decree!"

He flipped his hand, took out a Void Realm dark talisman, and activated it with his Saint blood, imprinting clear mission objectives and requirements into it.

Then, with a hand seal, the dark talisman shimmered with a faint glow and silently merged into the Void Realm, transmitting along hidden nodes.

Everyone in the hall remained silent, knowing in their hearts that this was a high-stakes gamble with a huge cost.

In the Eastern Domain, beneath a hidden, dark abyss, a black hall stood in silent stillness, as if it had been there since time immemorial. This was the headquarters of the Netherworld Hall's branch in the Eastern Domain.

On the main seat within the hall, a figure whose face was shrouded in distorted shadows was sitting with his eyes closed, recuperating.

This person, codenamed "Shadow," was the Palace Master appointed by the Netherworld Hall in the Eastern Domain, with a cultivation base at the Early Stage of the Saint King Realm.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the Void Realm before him, and a Jade Slip, imbued with a flowing light luster and the unique aura of a Holy Land, slowly emerged, accompanied by a Netherworld Token representing the highest priority and generous remuneration.

Shadow opened his eyes, and Nether Qi fire seemed to flicker within them. His Divine Sense swept over the Jade Slip, and the contents instantly became clear.

It was a mission from the Glazed Holy Land. The primary objective was to assassinate Wang Xiaopang, who possessed the seven star secret token. The secondary objectives were to capture or severely injure War Asura and Sword White Robe, and to extract their Legacy and intelligence through soul-searching.

"Heh..."

The Shadow Palace Master let out an enigmatic chuckle, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest made of unknown bones, producing a crisp echo in the silent hall.

"Glazed Holy Land... they finally came to us. Is it for that 'seven star secret token' and undying divine medicine that has been causing such a stir in the Eastern Domain recently?"

He naturally knew about this matter. Yu Jizi's dying roar, War Asura and Sword White Robe's astonishing feat of Heaven-Defying a King with their Heavenly Human Realm cultivation, and the legend of the mysterious palm print abyss had long reached his ears through various channels.

This water runs deep.

"A Xiaopang (Nickname for Wang Xiaopang), two Prodigies with mysterious backgrounds and Heaven-Defying combat power..."

Shadow muttered to himself, "Glazed Holy Land itself doesn't dare to openly send Saints, fearing they might hit a steel plate, yet they want my Netherworld Hall to wade into this muddy water. Their calculations are quite good."

He pondered for a moment. The risks were obvious. The beings behind those two Prodigies were formidable reclusive Supreme experts, linked to the giant palm that flattened the Demon Heaven Sect.

But... the rules of the Netherworld Hall never feared risk, only that the price wasn't high enough.

"seven star secret token... this thing itself is also very interesting."

His eyes flickered with a faint glow, clearly harboring some thoughts about the secret edict and the clues to the undying divine medicine it represented.

If he could use this mission to get in touch with the secret edict, it might even be an unexpected pleasant surprise for the Netherworld Hall.

Just then, his mind stirred slightly as he recalled an order from the Grand Hall Master not long ago: there might be unusual activity in the Xuan Province area of the Eastern Domain, requiring extra vigilance, and any situation must be reported immediately.

"Xuan Province... the Old site of the Demonic Heaven Sect, isn't that on the edge of Xuan Province?"

The Shadow Palace Master's tapping on the armrest paused slightly, "This matter involves an unknown powerful expert who could flatten the Demon Heaven Sect with a single palm, and it happened near Xuan Province?"

"This matter, it's better to report it to the Grand Hall Master for a decision."

He no longer hesitated. With a thought, a dark stream of light containing all the mission details silently vanished into the Void Realm, traveling through endless space in the Netherworld Hall's unique way, heading straight for the central hall in the Central Domain.

In the Central Domain, within the innermost secret chamber of the Netherworld Hall's main hall.

Lingxiao Holy Land Master, who was also the Palace Master of the Netherworld Hall, Ling Canglan, sat cross-legged.

At this moment, although Nether Qi still swirled around him, his eyes held a deep clarity—a clarity of absolute loyalty to the Azure Profound Sect and to Gu Changge.

Suddenly, a faint glow flashed before him, and an urgent report from the Eastern Domain branch appeared.

Ling Canglan's Divine Sense swept over it, and the contents were fully absorbed: Glazed Holy Land had issued a mission to assassinate Wang Xiaopang, who possessed the seven star secret token, and attempted to capture or severely injure his companions, War Asura and Sword White Robe.

"seven star secret token... clues to the undying divine medicine... War Asura... Sword White Robe..."

Ling Canglan repeated these keywords in a low voice, his brows furrowing slightly.

The intelligence detailed War Asura and Sword White Robe's astonishing feat of Heaven-Defying a King with their Heavenly Human Realm cultivation, as well as the terrifying expert who seemingly stood behind them—

The mysterious being who flattened the Demon Heaven Sect with a single palm and left behind a giant palm abyss containing endless Dao Qi.

"Flattened the Demon Heaven Sect with one palm... left behind a Dao Qi abyss..."

Ling Canglan muttered to himself, his pupils suddenly contracting. An incredible yet perfectly logical thought flashed through his mind like lightning!

"Xuan Province! Destroyed a sect with one palm! Dao Qi remaining!"

"This... this earth-shattering method... this inconceivable power... this..."

His heart pounded wildly, and his breathing almost stopped for a moment.

He suddenly remembered his master Gu Changge's unfathomable aura, like an abyss, and his master's terrifying strength in easily controlling him, a Holy Master and Palace Master!

"Could it be... could the mysterious expert behind War Asura and Sword White Robe be... be the Master himself?!"

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed. Besides his Master, he truly couldn't imagine who else in the Xuan Province area of the Eastern Domain could possess such world-altering, almost god-like methods!

But he couldn't be entirely sure. What if it was another reclusive Supreme expert? What if his guess was wrong, and acting rashly might interfere with his Master's plans?

"This matter concerns the Master; there must be no mistakes! I must immediately request instructions!"

Ling Canglan didn't hesitate at all. He immediately suppressed all thoughts of handling it himself and sent an urgent message to Sect Master of Qingxuan Sect, Xuan Yangzi.

Xuan Yangzi, still recovering from his injuries on Zizhu Peak, suddenly tensed. An extremely hidden fluctuation carrying Nether Qi entered his Sea of Consciousness—it was Ling Canglan's urgent message.

He quickly scanned the message content. Xuan Yangzi's face darkened, and a monstrous rage instantly surged in his eyes: "Glazed Holy Land! What a 'Righteous Path' sect! To act so despicable and contemptible! Unable to win openly, they secretly collude with the Netherworld Hall, a notorious assassin organization!

They wish to carry out vile acts like assassination and soul-searching! Unworthy of being a Holy Land Supreme, they are utterly shameless!"

But the next second, he froze, the anger on his face stiffening, replaced by an extremely strange, almost absurd expression.

"Wait, wait... Netherworld Hall?" He blinked, almost thinking he was confused by anger.

He subconsciously reconfirmed the source of the message. The sender was indeed Ling Canglan!

"Isn't that kid Ling Canglan the Grand Hall Master of the Netherworld Hall now? Glazed Holy Land, this...?"

Then, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled upwards, and he finally let out a low, mocking, and schadenfreude-filled laugh.

"Pfft... Hahaha!"

Xuan Yangzi couldn't help but shake his head, laughing softly and scolding the air: "These idiots from Glazed Holy Land! Truly, there's a path to Heaven you don't take, and a door to Hell you barge into! Looking for an assassin organization?

And they really know how to pick 'em! They actually found one of our own people!"

The more he thought about it, the more ludicrous he found it. Glazed Holy Land's supposedly secret and ruthless killing move was practically sticking their necks under a guillotine they had already sharpened.

"Still want to soul-search Xiao Ruobai and Hanyu? Still want to kill Xiaopang (Nickname for Wang Xiaopang)? Dream on! Now watch me trick you to death!"

There will be another chapter around 8 PM!