233: Which bastard dares to touch my son?!

In the valley, Shi Wanshan and the netherworld incarnation faced each other coldly, the atmosphere extremely tense.

"Hmph! Netherworld Hall's clown, with only this much skill, dares to come out and make a fool of himself?"

Shi Wanshan sneered, no longer wasting words. His body moved like a cannonball, charging out and directly launching a furious assault!

He swung his fists, bringing forth a sky full of crimson fist shadows. Each punch contained terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, smashing directly at the netherworld incarnation without any fancy moves!

The netherworld incarnation's movements were erratic, like a ghost. The short blade in its hand traced cunning and strange trajectories. Death Qi condensed into various malicious curses, attempting to entangle and corrode Shi Wanshan.

Its attacks focused more on strangeness and infiltration rather than head-on confrontation.

However, Shi Wanshan didn't fall for any of it! His body was filled with Qi and blood, as vast as a furnace, supremely masculine and unyielding. His power was overbearingly absolute, a fighting style that used brute force to overcome all techniques!

No matter your myriad schemes or countless curses, I will break them with a single punch!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Roaring sounds were incessant! The netherworld incarnation was beaten back again and again. All its strange attacks appeared pale and powerless in the face of Shi Wanshan's absolute power and ferocious assault!

"Alright, the act is almost over, it's time to retreat."

Just as the Incarnation of the Shadow was about to retreat, no one noticed that behind a cloud bank at an even higher altitude, a shadow, almost integrated with the Void Realm, was coldly observing the battle below.

It was Elder Ying, the true assassin dispatched by Glazed Holy Land!

His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, instantly seeing through Shi Wanshan's true nature.

"Hmph, turns out he's just a Mid-stage Saint Realm Body Cultivator, relying on his brute Qi and blood. These useless fellows from Netherworld Hall can't even handle such a character, forcing this old man to act personally."

Elder Ying disdained in his heart, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He quickly took out a specially made Netherworld Hall standard black robe and put it on. His aura instantly transformed, simulating the appearance of pure Netherworld Death Qi. From the outside, he looked almost identical to the Netherworld assassin currently engaged in battle!

"The timing is perfect!"

He seized the tiny gap when Shi Wanshan's punch sent the netherworld incarnation flying back, just as his old strength had faded and new strength had not yet emerged. His figure vanished silently like a ghost.

The next moment, he appeared as if stepping directly out of nothingness, suddenly materializing behind Xiao Ruobai and the other three! His speed was extreme, far surpassing that of the previous netherworld incarnation!

A black short-dagger, entwined with dense Death Qi and carrying the terrifying power of a Peak Saint, silently stabbed towards Xiao Ruobai's back!

This strike was vicious and cunning, timed to perfection, aiming for a single fatal blow while everyone's attention was drawn to the battle ahead!

"What?! There's another one?!"

Shi Wanshan had just repelled the netherworld incarnation in front of him when he suddenly felt an even more terrifying, more hidden killing intent from behind him, greatly alarming him!

He had not expected that besides the entangled Netherworld assassin, there was actually a second Saint hidden, and his strength far surpassed the one in front of him!

The Incarnation of the Shadow was also startled, "I don't seem to have sent out any other assassins."

"Could this person be disguised as someone from my Netherworld Hall?"

"Damn it!"

But there was no time to think deeply now.

Xiao Ruobai, Ling Xi, and Wang Xiaopang also felt the icy, bone-chilling aura of death so close, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and the difference in strength was too great. They had no time to make an effective response!

Fang Hanyu only felt a chill down his spine, as if all his blood was about to freeze, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him!

The Cultivators watching from afar were even more startled, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!

"The... the second one?! Netherworld Hall actually sent out a second Saint assassin?!"

Among the Cultivators watching from afar, someone shrieked, their voice distorted by extreme shock!

The entire viewing area seemed to be instantly frozen by invisible ice. The previous excitement and fervor vanished in an instant, replaced by a deep-seated fear and suffocating sensation!

"No... no! This aura... this pressure... it's far more terrifying than the previous one! They are not on the same level at all!"

A knowledgeable old Cultivator's face was ashen, his lips trembling, his eyes filled with unbelievable horror.

"A... Peak Saint?! Netherworld Hall sent out a Peak Saint assassin just to kill a few Heavenly Human Realm juniors?! How is this possible?!"

"They're crazy! Netherworld Hall is completely insane!"

Another Elder from a major Sect muttered, distraught.

"A Saint of Elementary Stage assassin might still be understood as executing a mission... but to dispatch a Peak Saint?! Such an existence is a pillar of stability in any force, the ultimate foundation!

Just to assassinate a few young Prodigies? The cost is too great! It completely defies logic!"

"Unless... unless the interests or secrets involved with those four young people are so great that Netherworld Hall is willing to use a Peak Saint to obtain or destroy them?!"

Someone thought of an even more terrifying possibility, their voice trembling.

Completely different from the initial "shock mixed with watching the show" mentality when the netherworld incarnation first appeared, this time, all the watching Cultivators were enveloped by a huge sense of absurdity and fear.

Dispatching a Peak Saint for an assassination had already gone beyond the scope of "executing a mission"; it was more like a reckless, desperate act, regardless of the cost or consequences!

This completely overturned their understanding of Netherworld Hall's modus operandi and risk assessment!

"Quick... retreat! Retreat further! The aftermath of a Peak Saint's battle can make us utterly annihilated!"

Panic began to spread, and the crowd frantically retreated backward, fearing being affected by the impending, higher-level Saint war.

"Record it! Quickly record all of this! Netherworld Hall dispatched a Peak Saint to assassinate Prodigies! This is a major event that will shake the entire Eastern Domain and even the Xuanhuang World!"

There were still fearless spies desperately recording information through various methods, but their hands were trembling violently.

The entire scene, due to the appearance of the second "Netherworld Hall assassin" and the terrifying strength he displayed, fell into an extremely oppressive and horrifying silence.

Everyone had a premonition that a Saint war, far surpassing the previous one and truly world-destroying, was about to erupt!

And they were witnessing the beginning of a massive storm that could change the pattern of the Eastern Domain!

In the valley, Elder Ying's Incarnation's black short-dagger, carrying an aura of death that extinguished everything, had already pierced towards Xiao Ruobai's back!

Just as Elder Ying's black short-dagger, containing the full power of a Peak Saint and tearing through the Void Realm, was about to pierce into Xiao Ruobai's back at that critical moment—

"Damn it! Which bastard dares to touch my family's cub?! Get out of my sight—scram!!!"

A roar, like a thunderclap exploding in the Nine Heavens, filled with endless fury and domineering power, suddenly erupted from the depths of the high clouds!

The sound was so violent that space itself vibrated intensely, and the sound waves, like a solid heavy hammer, heavily struck the fatal black short-dagger!