Chapter 336

338. Chapter 332 God-binding Old Yue, in the deep netherworld there is Fengdu, Hunter King Assassin, you've stirred up big trouble【asking for monthly tickets】

Bang——!

Ink City shook, countless raindrops falling from the city's high altitude were instantly shattered by the expanding shockwave, exploding into endless water powder.

Misty nets spread across heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth seemed to lose color at this moment, obscured by ink rain and mist, leaving only black and white.

But within a dim luster, splendid golden light welled up, slowly beginning to disintegrate, beginning to break apart into countless fine particles, and finally, amidst a terrifying air wave's violent impact, accompanied by shattering, it drifted within Ink City, as if a ceaseless golden wind and rain fell upon the entire ink-colored city.

Rattle——...

The remnants on the mask completely slid off.

Revealing Li Che's gentle face, but his eyes held little emotion, like an emotionless god dwelling high above the nine heavens, treading the mortal realm.

His jet-black, vigorous hair whipped about like a divine lash, blasting the air to pieces.

Yue Huanglong's mighty four-open martial saint flesh, before the mighty Dragon Elephant Combined Furnace's【Dao Induction】gate, could not withstand the power.

However, mainly because Yue Huanglong's divine nature within his blood and qi was melted and evaporated by the Dragon Elephant Combined Furnace's power, his cultivation plummeted straight down to about the level of a second-rate pinnacle.

Naturally, he could not withstand Li Che's full-power detonation of the terrifying force of six Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds!

Six Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds, the sixth of which was opened by a Transformation Spirit True Martial martial art; after breaking this shackle, Li Che's power surged straight upward.

Whoosh——

The wild wind howled up; after the raging airflow was pushed aside, the impact reached its limit and began to recoil, vast and frenzied, surging like waves crashing down.

Li Che slowly lowered his fist and stood, his gaze falling upon the continually surging and disintegrating golden flesh-light.

Between heaven and earth, Yue Huanglong's mighty Heaven-Earth Soul fluctuated, but that was all that remained……

Hum——

Countless Heaven-Earth Souls intertwined, forming Yue Huanglong's chubby, endearing figure.

He hovered above Ink City, no longer relying on the Heaven-Earth Soul's power to resist Li Che……

He merely looked at Li Che with a complex expression.

"I never expected…… truly never expected……"

"Ox Demon is you, King Yan is you…… could it really be you?"

Yue Huanglong stood with hands behind his back, his whole body emanating bloody light.

But Ink City is sealed off from the outside, gradually wearing down Yue Huanglong's Heaven-Earth Soul; he also knows that his existence likely cannot last much longer.

Yue Huanglong was truly shocked, shocked again and again……

In this fight, his head buzzed nonstop.

As expected of the Ox Demon, truly cunning—more cunning than the old fox of his Primordial Dao City……

In the battle, he employed many tactics affecting his mindset.

He revived Yan Jing from death, and further exposed the Ox Demon's identity as King Yan……

His mindset swung up and down, indeed his condition became somewhat poor.

Moreover, he used the continually shattering Ox Demon Mask to manipulate his mindset, making him want to glimpse the true face beneath the mask, causing Yue Huanglong never to choose a delaying tactic.

Exactly…… it's a delaying tactic!

To deal with such a monster that gains cross-tier battle power by detonating Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds, one must use delaying tactics.

If delayed, the power of the detonated divine seeds will gradually fade.

Then it will be his time to counterattack.

Unfortunately……

Yue Huanglong, after three consecutive mental-spiritual stimulations and impacts from Li Che, momentarily had his thoughts in turmoil, actually choosing to clash head-on with Li Che, who had detonated six Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds.

"Moreover…… what was that final move you just used……"

Yue Huanglong looked at Li Che, his eyes pleading.

He wanted to know…… what exactly that great furnace was……

He had never seen it before.

It is immensely strong, unimaginably strong; not a crushing of power, but a matter of rank!

It is a martial art of a higher level than divine seeds and Transformation Spirit True Martial……

"Dao Induction."

Li Che's stature was robust and sturdy, his black hair wildly coiled, as if golden smoke continually wove in his pupils; to the already-deceased Yue Huanglong, he gave a faint reply, granting Yue Huanglong a satisfactory, complete death as wished.

Hope that when later being god-bound, he will be a bit more sensible.

Toward enemies, Li Che rarely shows such a damned tenderness.

This is the first time.

Yue Huanglong's Heaven-Earth Soul froze.

"Dao Induction……"

"What is Dao Induction?"

Yue Huanglong…… actually knew nothing.

He looked at Li Che, his pupils slightly trembling: "Your body…… has acquired a tremendous inheritance, an ancient inheritance?"

Yue Huanglong suddenly asked.

However, Li Che this time did not respond to him.

After Yue Huanglong froze, he shook his head and suddenly laughed: "It's actually I, this dead man, who was rash……"

He no longer looked at Li Che, turning his gaze to the firmament shrouded in Ink City's ink-colored mist.

No stars, pitch black, not a glimmer of starlight visible.

Some are simply pitch‑black, smeared with thick ink.

The suffocation of reaching out and seeing no light.

Yue Huanglong gazed for a long while before letting out a long sigh.

"What a pity…… I, Yue Huanglong, for the Dàjǐng court…… left my homeland and came to Qianyuan Dao City, three hundred years."

"For three hundred years, I have borne immense pressure, diligently and conscientiously, confronting the Qianyuan Divine Sect, suppressing its development, exerting all my effort, racking my brains……"

"Lü Taibai…… he is indeed the Taibai Killer Star, topping both lists, the pinnacle…… Old Yue…… these three hundred years have been like walking on thin ice; after all, for Qianyuan, I have truly done many bad deeds, fearing Lü Taibai might lose control and slash me."

"But I…… I did it all for the court."

Yue Huanglong let out a soft sigh.

Having just broken through to the Four Openings Martial Saint, he was dispatched to Qianyuan Dao City, leaving the Yue clan of Shendu; this counts as completely leaving the power center, losing all hope of inheriting the headship of the Yue family.

But he hardly felt any regret.

"This Qianyuan Dao City…… has no Old Yue."

"Lü Taibai, without Old Yue to oppose you, you can relax……"

"Fang Hanshu, what exactly are you hiding? Too bad Old Yue will never see it before his death."

"Hong Shifo…… you old turtle, from now on no one will play chess with you, you stupid chess lump—I've wanted to say this for ages!"

"It seems…… after three hundred years in Lingnan, the only ones worth my Old Yue's remembrance are you all."

Yue Huanglong stood in the void, gazing into the distance, unable to see light, yet he muttered incessantly.

The light on his body kept scattering, and his world-soul began to gradually dissipate.

Finally……

Turning into a sigh between heaven and earth.

"Just watching the fun got him beaten to death."

"What I died of…… is really pathetic."

Yue Huanglong's words were mixed with a great sense of frustration.

However, there was nothing left to say.

As Li Che said……

When Yue Huanglong followed the Yellow Dragon Treasure Ship out of the Qiankun Great River region and stepped onto the Grand Canal……

Deep inside, he was no longer merely watching the fun.

The sigh was like the wind, merging into the wind.

Finally……

Smoke and clouds dispersed, turning into countless golden lights scattering.

Under the simultaneous detonation of six Qimen divine seeds, the Dragon-Elephant Crucible—even Yue Huanglong's divine fetus—was obliterated in a single blow!

Only this unique will of the world-soul remained.

But it merely lingered, slowly being devoured and erased by Mo City.

Whoosh——

When the wind and waves raged and swept over, Yue Huanglong's world-soul was completely erased, and only then did Li Che's eyes show a ripple.

Although Yue Huanglong muttered much, Li Che didn't really listen.

Nor did he care; everyone feels nostalgic and reflective before death.

Perhaps as the Dao Lord of Qianyuan Dao City, Yue Huanglong was indeed qualified, after all he had suppressed the development of the Qianyuan Divine Sect for a long time, like the Divine Eagle business of the Qianyuan Divine Sect……

Although there were reasons for the decline of the Qianyuan Divine Sect's Divine Eagle Ridge, Yue Huanglong secretly acted within it, suppressing the industry's development, which was also a major cause.

Yue Huanglong may be a good Dao Lord for the court, but he is not a good person……

If he were a good person, he wouldn't have, during the Su Lei Storm when the Su family migrated, allied with the strongmen of the great and small clans within Qianyuan Dao City, slaughtering the Su family's old and young, women and children, leaving not a single survivor.

Thus, Yue Huanglong is naturally not a good person.

To Li Che, these are not important.

Yue Huanglong came with a purpose not singular; after informing the titled Old Dragon King of the Dragon God lineage, he set his sights on Xixi and him Li Che, hoping to sever the hope of the Qianyuan Divine Sect's rise.

Thus Yue Huanglong already had a death sentence, and Li Che had reason to kill him.

"He's dead……"

Li Che spread his hands, looking at his own flesh covered head to toe in cracks.

Unbeknownst to him, he had become much stronger.

Although it was thanks to the power of the detonated divine seeds, it is still cause for joy.

The Dragon-Elephant Golden Core Dao Fruit refined, the Dragon-Elephant Crucible tempered a pure martial body; Li Che's flesh is actually extremely strong, and in terms of bodily strength alone, it can match a Four Openings Martial Saint.

However, even with such a fleshly body, detonating the six Qimen divine seeds still imposes enormous pressure……

He almost couldn't bear it.

No wonder, according to the classics, the eight Qimen opening together…… almost exists only in myth.

"A Four Openings Martial Saint, top-tier…… I don't know if he can successfully summon a god? And I don't know…… whether Old Yue will know the times?"

On Li Che's flesh, veins popped and trembled, like flames burning, intertwining wildly.

He has not yet released the power of the detonated six Qimen divine seeds; this power…… cannot be undone instantly, requiring a gradual wait for the power to return to calm.

But Li Che doesn't mind; his current flesh can already bear it.

In fact, detonating the Qimen divine seeds is most dangerous at the moment of detonation, when the power spikes abruptly; for the flesh, the load may be too great, possibly causing collapse.

But once one withstands the eruption of the divine seeds, the subsequent maintenance is not overly difficult.

Feeling the explosive power within, Li Che slowly exhaled a breath.

In the distance, Yan Jing's god‑summoning, repeatedly blasted by the aftershocks, had long fallen into numbness; at the instant Li Che's gaze swept over, a jolt ran through him and he immediately clasped his fists.

This subordinate Yan Jing! Greetings, my lord!

His voice rang out, full of vigor, and he was genuinely convinced and pleased!

This damn...

I can't help but be genuinely convinced!

Even an old fox like Yue Huanglong capsized in a gutter, beaten to death—does Yan Jing really think refusing to submit will spare him from being fed as bait?

Upon becoming a Detained God, Yan Jing had already received a great deal of information—about his own situation, about increasing his strength, about his identity and duties, and so on...

This is information Li Che preset within the Immaculate Heart Dao Fruit; once a Detained God succeeds, he directly transmits it to them, which not only raises the likelihood of their submission but also saves them considerable time adapting.

Li Che's burly, sturdy physique was surrounded by countless streams of golden qi and blood, like golden ribbons of smoke coiling around him, godlike and demonic, a terrifying aura, plus the dreadful pressure of a Detained God's master, causing Yan Jing's Detained God to tremble slightly.

However, Li Che did not throw the perceptive Yan Jing to other Detained Gods to be devoured and turned into greater strength for them.

After all, Yan Jing himself is a peak Martial Saint of the Qi Sea, just a hair's breadth from the Mountain Path; given an opportunity, feeding him an oblivious Detained God would also let Yan Jing grow into a formidable aide.

Now Li Che already has five Martial Saints under his command—Su Leibao, Su Daoling, Huang Jiujiu, You Liqing, and the Dragon Queen Consort—and adding Yan Jing makes six.

This lineup is already not inferior to some lower-ranked divine sects.

Compared to the Qianyuan Divine Sect, it naturally still falls short.

Mainly, a single Lu Taibai can outweigh many strong warriors, and there's also the unfathomable Dàjǐng Explorer Fang Hanshu, whose limits cannot be seen.

Li Che's current Detained God strength still falls short of matching the Qianyuan Divine Sect.

But if Old Yue were to obediently submit...

then it's hard to say.

Li Che's gaze fell upon the scattering blood rain.

Clenching his five fingers, a powerful suction burst forth, instantly sending countless fragments of flesh and blood flying toward him, among them Yue Huanglong's top-tier Qiankun Jade.

Even though in such battle it was only damaged, not shattered.

Yue Huanglong's flesh and blood were blasted apart, blood rain drifting down incessantly; the disappearance of the heaven and earth soul signified his complete death.

Since he is dead...

Li Che can now begin attempting to detain a god.

It must be said, Li Che does care about and value this, after all, Yue Huanglong's cultivation is truly not weak; if he succeeds in detaining the god, it would be as good as gaining a powerful aide capable of touching the peak supreme realm.

After all, Yue Huanglong's layers of fat are precisely his reserve for the peak supreme realm!

After becoming a Detained God, Yue Huanglong can freely burn his fat, then die heroically in battle...

After dying in battle, the burned-off fat can return, making him a fine fellow once more!

Therefore...

In Li Che's eyes, golden smoke fell like sinking incense.

Under Yan Jing's reverent and awed gaze as a Detained God.

His five fingers spread wide, aimed at Yue Huanglong's corpse, which lay scattered across the heavens and earth...

Soul, return—

Detain the god!

A low, resonant voice, like an elder chanting at an ancient sacrificial rite, leapt forth, opening the gate of death, allowing the departed souls to break free from the chains of the netherworld and return!

Clatter—clatter—

It sounded as if icy chains were clashing, like someone with shackles on their feet trudging step by step from the depths of darkness.

Above the city of Mo, a colossal black hole seemed to emerge.

That black hole—

It was truly pitch‑black, as if it sought to suck in all light and heat.

No light could linger within; it would be devoured and erased!

Even as a Detainer of Gods, Li Che couldn't help but narrow his eyes, staring at that black vortex.

Yet within the black vortex, countless extremely fine threads, seeming alive, drifted down and slowly tangled and intertwined.

Like knitting a sweater, or as if a pattern already existed, upon which the form was re‑condensed and rewoven.

In a moment, Yue Huanglong's chubby, endearing form coalesced into being.

Like pooled ink gathering together, it fully condensed into a mass!

A terrifying aura and presence surged like a storm, booming and shaking the surroundings, as if the entire city of Mo trembled slightly.

And Li Che's eyes narrowed slightly.

He saw something unusual for the first time.

Yue Huanglong's hands and feet were wrapped in ink‑black chains, enormous and unbreakable, binding his limbs so he could not break free!

Li Che's brow furrowed slightly.

How could there be chains?

Previous Detained Gods had never shown such a situation...

Could it be because Yue Huanglong's cultivation has reached the fourth opening of a Martial Saint, making him a great god who has transformed his primordial spirit?

Li Che sensed Yue Huanglong's aura; it remained top‑tier supreme, not the aura of burning fat to force open the Heavenly Gate, receiving its divine infusion to reach the peak supreme level.

But this was within Li Che's expectations.

Yue Huanglong hovered in midair, drifting slowly; after an unknown span, he slowly opened his eyes.

Even he, with his endearing face, showed a hint of bewilderment and…

Unbelievable!

He, alive again!

I never expected this!

This is the Underworld's means!

Feeling the many feedback messages in his mind, Yue Huanglong's fat-filled cheeks twitched, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Those who know the times are heroes."

"Old Yue, I pay my respects to my lord."

Yue Huanglong said with a laugh.

He accepted it extremely openly; if he had backbone, he could refuse to submit and die standing. But Yue Huanglong... is merely an old fox without backbone.

He just wants to live!

Even if he becomes a Bound God, there is still a chance to survive!

Even if it is another way, even if he must constantly submit to Li Che, what does it matter?

As an appointed official of the court, even if Yue Huanglong does not submit to Li Che, he must still submit to the Emperor of Dàjǐng.

Either way, it's submission; what's the difference?

Submitting to Li Che can still save his life; not submitting... would be to experience the true taste of death.

Yue Huanglong is an old fox, a clever man, and he will naturally choose the right path.

Seeing no obstruction, Yue Huanglong chose to submit.

A flash of strange color flickered in Li Che's eyes.

His mood couldn't help but improve greatly.

This also saved him the trouble of thinking about feeding Yue Huanglong to other captive spirits.

After all, he is a Four Opening Martial Saint; feeding him to a captive spirit would indeed be… somewhat wasteful.

Huang Jiujiu, You Liqing and the other captive spirits had just broken through by devouring a captive spirit; in a short time, devouring another Four Opening Martial Saint captive spirit would be utterly impossible to reach that level.

Thus, it is naturally somewhat wasteful.

"Old Yue… not bad."

Li Che gave a word of praise.

Yue Huanglong's face instantly broke into a smile: "To be able to become a vassal of the King of Hell is an honor for Old Yue…"

As an old fox of the bureaucracy, Yue Huanglong's words are naturally very pleasant to hear.

Yue Huanglong raised his hand.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

A high-speed rotating sound came from the air.

Then, the five-direction giant spirit god sleeve hammer of the Five Elders' Upper Position shot forth explosively, and he gripped it in his fist.

Yue Huanglong greedily took a deep breath.

"My lord, the feeling of being alive is truly wonderful."

Li Che's gaze fell upon the black chains emitting bubbling black vapor.

His mind stirred slightly, his five fingers rose, and he clenched tightly.

The two chains instantly, under the impact of Li Che's Innate Pure Heart Dao Fruit power, shattered with a crackling sound.

Yue Huanglong's expression flickered slightly.

"Thank you, my lord…"

Li Che gave a slight nod.

But his heart couldn't help but grow heavy…

These chains…

It seems something just placed these chains on Yue Huanglong!

At the moment of Yue Huanglong's death, after his soul entered the unknown realm, it was immediately bound with chains.

Or rather, martial artists and divine cultivators of other realms rarely qualify to be chained.

Yue Huanglong is a master of the Fourth Opening Martial Saint realm…

So, after his death, it seems the unknown realm of the netherworld placed shackles on him as a restriction?

The one who placed the shackles on Yue Huanglong…

Who is it?!

"Do you know who placed these chains on you…"

Li Che asked, narrowing his eyes.

Yue Huanglong kept shaking his head: "After my subordinate died, the heavenly and earthly souls dispersed, and the soul drifted aimlessly, losing consciousness and control…"

"It seems, in the darkness, to have entered the depths of the netherworld…"

"It seems there is a huge blood-red city gate…"

"Within the city gate, a mysterious existence placed shackles on my subordinate."

Yue Huanglong strained to recall, and in his mind a series of extremely blurry images flashed, as if hidden deep in memory.

Upon hearing this, Li Che's body trembled slightly.

The depths of the netherworld, a blood-red city gate?!

Could it be…

This world… does the true Fengdu of the Underworld still exist?!

Li Che's heart couldn't help but pound violently.

The true hell's underworld?!

The true… Fengdu?!

The resting place of the departed.

It might not be impossible……

Li Che's heart trembled incessantly, after all, even the Three Princes of the Wrathful Prison Lotus, Qitian Dasheng, and the Three-Eyed True Lord of the Marvelous Dao could appear……

Why can't Hell's City of the Dead appear?

Li Che suddenly felt his breathing become rapid, and in his mind, a stream of electric currents kept intertwining.

I don't know why, but my body somehow feels a bit tense.

Li Che also didn't know whether, by seizing spirits from the deep netherworld's blood-colored city gate, pulling the souls of the dead from there would draw the attention of terrifying powerhouses?

The deep netherworld's blood-colored city gate……

The true Underworld City of the Dead?!

Does it really exist?

Just as Li Che gently rubbed the Heaven-Earth Jade of Yue Huanglong……

Li Che suddenly came to his senses.

In his pupils, intertwining crisscrossing streams of light suddenly appeared!

It revealed a hint of furious color.

"Good guts——!!!"

Li Che raised his five fingers, tearing open the Heaven-Earth Space.

A mask with clear black and white, dotted with endless starlight, was placed over his face.

His five fingers twitched again, and a Star Lodge Assassin Mask was grabbed by Li Che and thrown to Yue Huanglong.

Yue Huanglong's original Star Lodge Assassin Mask lay quietly in the Heaven-Earth Jade, while the Heaven-Earth Jade was in Li Che's hand, making it inconvenient for Yue Huanglong to speak.

Li Che, as if knowing, directly took it and gave it to him.

"Put it on."

Wearing the King Yama Mask, Li Che became even more profound and terrifying.

In the next moment, he suddenly clenched!

In the palm of his hand, faintly……

A white chess piece faintly appeared and disappeared!

It was grasped!

……

……

Splish-splash——

The river water of the Grand Canal seemed to become extremely tranquil at this moment.

Zhao Fangzhou's hairs stood on end, he gripped that treasure blade tightly, not daring to retreat half a step, while behind him the nine-layered Yellow Dragon Mystic Wood Treasure Ship rose and fell in the waves.

He stared fixedly at the figure standing on that black-canopied boat, wearing the Hunter King Assassin's mask!

This mask is too distinctive.

The Hunter God Pavilion's Hunter King Assassin...

After all, the sect master of the Qianyuan Divine Sect, Lu Taibai, also possesses such a mask!

Lu Taibai's identity as a Hunter King Assassin is actually no secret; every elder of the Qianyuan Divine Sect has seen it and knows this.

Even many of these elders themselves hold positions in the Hunter God Pavilion.

Heaven and earth seemed to become extremely quiet in an instant.

Zhao Fangzhou let out a long roar, and his mighty qi and blood exploded, blood threads appearing all over his body.

However.

The next moment...

It was like a drop of water falling into an extremely still water tank.

With a soft "ding-dong", faint ripples spread outward in concentric circles.

Zhao Fangzhou gripped the treasure blade, struggled to lift it, only to discover that a figure had appeared at his side—none other than the Hunter King Assassin of the Hunter God Pavilion.

Emerging from the black-canopied boat as if by instantaneous translocation.

That jade-green bamboo flute lightly pressed down upon the treasure blade Zhao Fangzhou sought to raise...

Zhao Fangzhou's pupils constricted, his muscles trembled throughout his body, and he exerted the power of his Qi Sea Martial Saint to the utmost.

Yet he could not budge the bamboo flute pressing on his blade in the slightest.

The gap...

is too great!

This Hunter King Assassin of the Hunter God Pavilion must be a Martial Saint of the Four Openings realm!

"Alright, I'm only here to take someone away; I don't want to kill."

"While Lu Taibai is away, the underworld forces protecting that little girl are also acting... this is the best opportunity; I don't want to kill, I just want to take someone away."

"Don't force me."

Beneath the Hunter King mask, that figure gave a light smile and said softly.

Immediately, the bamboo flute pressing down on Zhao Fangzhou violently vibrated and struck down lightly.

Zhao Fangzhou then felt an irresistible terrifying force erupt...

Boom—!!!

His entire body was actually poured directly into the riverbed of the Grand Canal by that terrifying force.

Layer upon layer of white waves exploded, dragging white water along the riverbed before finally striking the bottom.

Meanwhile, on the river surface, mist swirled.

Only a constantly overflowing vortex remained.

Zhao Fangzhou, however, had already been knocked down to the riverbed.

Without Zhao Fangzhou's obstruction, the Hunter King Assassin's robes fluttered as he strode across the river surface.

Each step he took caused ripples to spread across the river surface.

It was only three steps, and the ripples grew smaller and smaller.

After those three steps.

On the nine-layer Yellow Dragon Mystic Wood Treasure Ship.

The Hunter King Assassin had already appeared there, hands clasped behind his back, holding a jade flute like a spear, standing upright on the pillar at the ship's prow.

Beneath his mask, his eyes were deep and gloomy.

The Hunter King Assassin took out a bamboo flute, placed it against his mask's opening, and gently played; the flute's sound continuously spread, like an invisible ripple shockwave, radiating outward across the entire Yellow Dragon Treasure Ship.

As he played, he leapt onto the deck, like a sea demon playing the flute.

He slowly walked toward the cabin.

He passed through layer after layer.

All the children, crew members, and guards who heard his flute...

All collapsed limp to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Against the flute's sound, there was no way to resist.

When the Hunter King Assassin arrived at the sixth level, here, many gathered who had originally wanted to watch Zhao Fangzhou wield his blade to cleave the great waves; all the divine children widened their eyes.

"Danger!"

Jin Taisui reacted instantly; the moment he saw the Hunter King Assassin, his hairs stood on end!

He took a step forward and stood in front of Xixi.

The Hunter King Assassin looked doubtfully at Xixi and Jin Taisui.

"Huh? You two little brats... you're actually unharmed?"

"You withstood my flute's sound?"

The Hunter King Assassin said softly.

Then he saw the patterns gradually appearing on Jin Taisui's body, and he smiled: "Ah, so you're a cultivator from Wushen Mountain..."

"It seems you are the young witch from Wushen Mountain who enslaved himself as a servant, bearing the divine seal of the Great Witch God in your soul—it's only natural you could withstand my flute's sound..."

"And you, little girl... you must be Li Nuanxi?"

The Hunter King Assassin's gaze fell on Xixi; beneath his mask, his pupils flickered with a faint light.

"Come on, be good, follow uncle."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Don't disregard this old man..."

Hong Shifo helplessly carried his chessboard and stepped in front of Xixi.

"Hong Shifo..."

"You're indeed not bad, but you've only just entered the Great God Realm—you can't stop me."

"Lu Taibai and Wei Yuan are fighting, Yue Huanglong has taken action... they've been targeted by the Underworld... now is the perfect time for me to seek my opportunity."

Hong Shifo laughed.

"So... you don't treat this old man as a person?"

"However, can't I just delay you?"

"Your goal... seems to be to take Xixi away?!"

"As a renowned Hunter King Assassin, you actually personally attack a six-year-old girl... this is truly something that could become a laughingstock."

"I'm curious... who sent you?"

"Such a mission should be a designated assignment."

"Your hidden methods are superb; you actually managed to pinpoint the gap when the Supreme Master of the Supreme White Sect left and clashed with the Corpse God Sect's evildoers..."

"Moreover, you appeared without leaking any aura; you most likely used a Teleportation Technique..."

"Let this old man calculate..."

"The one who sent you must be from Shendu, right?"

"Which noble of Shendu could it be?"

"Is it the Su family's Imperial Consort... or the Prince Pacifying Rebellion... or the National Preceptor?"

Hong Shifo narrowed his eyes, carrying the chessboard, his wide sleeves swirling as he formed hand seals; behind him, a terrifying divine fetus slowly emerged.

"No need to calculate; even if you had figured it out, what would it change?"

"You can't stop me."

The Hunter King Assassin said indifferently, unwilling to engage further with Hong Shifo.

He must seize the time, otherwise, when Lu Taibai returns, he will likely have to leave empty-handed.

"Unless you're resolved to die, but... for these children, how could you be willing to die?" the Hunter King Assassin said indifferently.

"As for who sent me... don't ask."

"Suddenly."

Hong Shifo raised his head; on his wrinkled face appeared an extremely cunning "hehe" smirk.

"Alright... now I don't need this old bone of mine to block you."

"Do you know you've gotten yourself into big trouble?"

"Huh?!"

Yet Xixi blinked her big eyes; in her hand, at some unknown moment, she had grasped a pink mechanism that had grown six gun barrels, aiming it at him.

And behind Xixi, the space seemed to surge violently, like a twisting wave.

Two terrifying auras erupted instantly from the two figures that had appeared out of thin air.

One figure was fat and round, wearing a familiar Star Assassin mask……

In the pupils, full of mockery.

The other was a mysterious, burly figure wearing a black-and-white celestial mask.

Behind Xixi, they stood with their back to her, slowly turning their head……