170: Chapter 170 The End of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion

Great Xia Dynasty, in the eastern hinterlands.

The headquarters of the Myriad Beast Pavilion, a black palace hidden deep within the mountains.

The atmosphere inside the hall was as oppressive as the dead silence before a storm.

Bang!

A Heavy table made of thousand-year ironwood was smashed to pieces by a single palm strike.

Amidst the flying wood splinters, a middle-aged man in purple-gold robes with a sinister expression slowly withdrew his hand.

He was none other than the current Pavilion Master of the Myriad Beast Pavilion, Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng.

With an Early Stage Quasi-Emperor Realm, he had helmed the Myriad Beast Pavilion for three hundred years, operating a vast and secretive network of interests in the shadows of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Left Prime Minister Ming Shiyuan, numerous high-ranking officials in the imperial court, and even certain princes of the royal Family all had intricate connections with him.

Relying on the unique longevity pill refined by the Myriad Beast Pavilion, Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng had won over countless high-ranking officials who feared death, extending the reach of the Myriad Beast Pavilion to every corner of the Great Xia Dynasty.

For three hundred years, the Myriad Beast Pavilion had been like a poisonous spider lurking in the darkness, silently weaving its web.

However, now...

This web was being cut apart, strand by strand!

"Song Rentou, Shen Yan, and Elder Sun who was sent to the Northern Territory to scout for information a few days ago... have all lost contact."

"Three Pavilion Elders! Three Yuan Emperors!"

"Plus the news from the Peng Clan... Demon Emperor Jin Feng, Demon Emperor Yu Sha, Demon Emperor Lie Feng, and Demon Emperor Jin Ling—all four Peak Yuanhuang Rank demon emperors have been wiped out!"

"Our layout in the Northern Territory for the Myriad Beast Pavilion and the Peng Clan has completely collapsed!"

Below, the few remaining Pavilion Elders and Elders all kept their heads down, not daring to breathe loudly.

They could feel the killing intent emanating from the Pavilion Master, which was almost tangible.

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng slowly stood up and walked to the window, looking at the gloomy sky outside.

"Cloud City Xia Family... Ling Tian... Xia Youchu..."

He muttered these two names, every word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

"A small, obscure Family, a War Beast that popped out of nowhere, and a sixteen-year-old girl..."

"They have actually turned our three-hundred-year layout upside down!"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below.

"Tell me, why is this?"

A white-haired Elder braced himself and spoke:

"Pavilion Master, according to the intelligence we have gathered, that Ling Tian... is indeed very unusual."

"It could kill Demon Emperor Jin Feng while at the Yuan Wang Realm, could swallow Shen Yan's Ten Thousand Snake Emperor-Killing Poison while at the Yuan Emperor Realm, and could kill two Peak Yuanhuang Rank experts at Luoying Ravine..."

"This growth rate has already exceeded reason."

"And that Xia Youchu, although she is only a Yuan King, the Cultivation Technique she practices is extremely bizarre, and her combat power is far beyond her peers."

"Plus that newly promoted Quasi-Emperor, Quasi-Emperor Bai Jing..."

The white-haired Elder smiled bitterly.

"It is not that we are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng was silent.

How could he not know this?

But what use was knowing?

The Myriad Beast Pavilion was now facing a life-and-death crisis!

"What does Left Prime Minister Ming Shiyuan say?"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng asked.

"Left Prime Minister..."

Another Elder hesitated, "He recently... seems to be deliberately distancing himself from us."

"He used to send people to collect the longevity pill every month, but this month, ten days have passed, and there has been no movement."

"Moreover, those ministers in the court who were originally on good terms with us have also started to play dumb recently, turning a blind eye to our requests for help."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's face darkened further.

When a wall is about to collapse, everyone gives it a push.

In the past, the Myriad Beast Pavilion was powerful, and those people had to rely on it to extend their lives.

Now that the Myriad Beast Pavilion has suffered repeated setbacks and Heavy losses, those people have started to draw a line.

It was truly chillingly realistic.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do next?"

A Pavilion Elder asked cautiously.

"In the Northern Territory, only Blood Demon Xuan Zhong remains in the Jinling Mountain Range, struggling to hold on. I estimate it won't last long."

"Once the Northern Territory is completely pacified, the Great Xia Dynasty court will be able to free up their hands to deal with us fully."

"At that time..."

He didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.

By then, the Myriad Beast Pavilion would face a catastrophe.

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with determination.

"Prepare to evacuate."

He said in a deep voice.

"Pack up all important supplies, classics, and research materials."

"Core members will leave the Great Xia Dynasty in batches and head to the several hidden strongholds we operate overseas."

"As for those peripheral members and affiliated forces..."

A cold light flashed in Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's eyes.

"Abandon them."

Sacrifice the pawns to save the king.

This was the only choice at the moment.

Remaining in the Great Xia Dynasty would sooner or later lead to being liquidated by the imperial court.

It was better to take the opportunity now to preserve the core strength, so there might be a chance for a comeback in the future.

"Yes!"

The several Pavilion Elders and Elders responded in unison, and they also felt relieved.

They had long wanted to run, but just didn't dare to bring it up.

Now that the Pavilion Master had taken the initiative to propose evacuation, it was exactly what they wanted.

"Move quickly, but be discreet."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng instructed.

"Do not let the imperial court discover our intentions."

"Also..."

He paused, a flash of unwillingness appearing in his eyes.

"Before we leave, send a big gift to the Cloud City Xia Family."

"Even if we have to leave, we cannot let them have it easy."

Everyone looked at each other, understanding the Pavilion Master's meaning.

This was to be revenge.

"Understood!"

After everyone left.

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng stood alone in the empty hall, looking at the darkening sky outside the window, a flash of fatigue in his eyes.

Three hundred years of hard work, destroyed in an instant.

He hated.

He hated Ling Tian, hated Xia Youchu, hated Quasi-Emperor Bai Jing, hated everyone who ruined his plans.

But what he hated more was his own powerlessness.

An Early Stage Quasi-Emperor was already considered a top expert in the Great Xia Dynasty.

But facing that Ling Tian who could kill a Demon Phoenix, and that newly promoted Quasi-Emperor Bai Jing, he still felt... powerless.

"Could it be... that I really have to give all this up?"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng muttered to himself.

He was unwilling.

Truly unwilling.

However.

Just as he was having thoughts of retreating.

A hoarse, cold voice, as if from the depths of Hell, suddenly rang out behind him.

"Pavilion Master Gongsun, looking to flee so soon?"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng was shocked!

He turned around abruptly, looking at the source of the voice.

In the shadows of the hall, he didn't know when a figure wrapped in a black robe had appeared.

The black-robed person stood there quietly, as if merging with the shadows.

If he hadn't spoken, Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng wouldn't even have noticed his existence!

"Who are you?!"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's pupils contracted sharply, his internal Yuan force instantly operating to its limit, and his Quasi-Emperor pressure exploded out!

However.

Facing his pressure, the black-robed person just raised his hand slightly.

Hum—!

A more terrifying, deeper, and more vast pressure, like an endless abyss, permeated the air!

In an instant, it completely crushed Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's pressure!

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's face turned pale, and he retreated three steps, his eyes filled with shock.

"Perfection Quasi-Emperor?!"

He exclaimed out loud.

A Perfection Quasi-Emperor!

That was an existence above the Peak Quasi-Emperor, only one step away from a true Yuan Emperor!

In the entire Great Xia Dynasty, those who could reach this Realm did not exceed the number of fingers on one hand!

Moreover, each one was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, in seclusion all year round, ignoring worldly affairs.

Who exactly was this black-robed person?!

"You can call me Mo Yuan."

The black-robed person slowly walked out of the shadows, revealing his true appearance.

It was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, but eyes as deep as the starry sky.

On the back of his left hand, there was a black hexagram mark!

Abyss Apostles!

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

He had heard of this organization.

A group of lunatics who believed in the Demon Race and secretly spread demon blood!

They lurked within various races, creating chaos and inciting wars.

They were an extremely dangerous organization officially wanted by the Great Xia authorities!

"Lord Mo Yuan."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng suppressed the fear in his heart and bowed respectfully.

Facing a Perfection Quasi-Emperor, he dared not have the slightest negligence.

"I don't know what brings you here, Lord?"

Mo Yuan walked to the main seat of the hall and sat down unceremoniously, as if he were the master of this place.

"Not here to teach."

He said lightly, his voice still hoarse and cold.

"Just coming to see how long my ally can hold out."

Ally?

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng was stunned.

When did the Myriad Beast Pavilion become allies with the Abyss Apostles?

His Myriad Beast Pavilion only dealt in gray industry, while this person in front of him was a bona fide terrorist!

"Lord, you are joking."

He said cautiously.

"The Myriad Beast Pavilion and the Abyss Apostles seem to have no dealings."

"There weren't any before, but there can be now."

Mo Yuan looked at him, his eyes deep.

"Pavilion Master Gongsun, you know your current situation clearly."

"The Myriad Beast Pavilion's layout in the Northern Territory has collapsed, the backers in the court have fallen, and even you are planning to run away."

"In such a state, do you still have the qualifications to negotiate conditions with me?"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's face turned white.

The other party knew his situation like the back of their hand.

Clearly, they had been eyeing him for a long time.

"Then... what does Lord mean?"

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng asked tentatively.

"Very simple."

Mo Yuan said slowly.

"From now on, the Myriad Beast Pavilion is under my command."

"Everyone of you, including you, must listen to my orders."

"In return, I will help you take revenge."

"Revenge?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's eyes.

"Yes."

Mo Yuan nodded.

"Kill Ling Tian, destroy the Xia Family, slaughter Cloud City."

"Even subvert the Great Xia Dynasty."

His tone was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

But Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng heard it and was terrified.

Subvert the Great Xia Dynasty?

That was an Imperial Dynasty with a Yuan Emperor sitting on the throne!

Even if Mo Yuan was a Perfection Quasi-Emperor, it would be impossible, right?

Don't drag me into your bragging!

"Lord... the Great Xia Human Emperor is a Yuan Emperor."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng reminded.

"Yuan Emperor?"

Mo Yuan sneered.

"So what if it's a Yuan Emperor?"

"As long as the plan is proper, a Yuan Emperor... can also be killed."

He said it lightly, but Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng felt a chill down his spine.

Is this person crazy?

"Of course, before that, we need to make some preparations."

Mo Yuan changed the subject.

"I need you to help me bring something into the Imperial Capital."

"What thing?"

"This."

Mo Yuan raised his hand and waved.

A pitch-black coffin, about three meters long and one meter wide, appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall.

The surface of the coffin was blurry, exuding a rich, ominous aura.

Just by looking at it, Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng felt his Soul trembling.

"This is..."

"You don't need to know what it is."

Mo Yuan interrupted him.

"You only need to know to bring it into the Imperial Capital and place it in the location I specify."

"Then, wait for my signal."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng looked at the black coffin, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

This thing was definitely not a good thing.

Once brought into the Imperial Capital, it might trigger unimaginable disasters.

However...

He looked at Mo Yuan, then thought about his current situation.

If he didn't agree, he might not be able to walk out of this hall today.

A Perfection Quasi-Emperor killing him would be like killing a chicken.

"Fine."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

"I agree to you."

"But... I have one condition."

"Speak."

"After the matter is accomplished, I want the lives of Ling Tian and Xia Youchu."

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng's eyes flashed with resentment.

"Can do."

Mo Yuan nodded.

"Their lives belong to you."

"Now, go and make preparations."

"Three days later, I want to see this black coffin appear in the Imperial Capital."

As the words fell.

Mo Yuan's figure slowly merged into the shadows and disappeared.

As if he had never appeared.

Only that black coffin still lay quietly in the center of the hall, exuding a heart-palpitating aura.

Pavilion Master Gongsun Sheng looked at the black coffin, his expression shifting uncertainly.

After a long time.

He let out a long sigh.

"Come here!"

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