Chapter 187

When the guild membership exceeded 15, the guild unlocked the ability to freely travel between the worlds of its members.

It couldn't possibly be that nothing changes after breaking 20 members—Su Han, while chatting in the guild chat room, pondered the possible future functions of the guild.

Meanwhile.

In the world of the Godslayers, nations stirred with hidden currents.

In the east, upon Mount Lushan.

Lu Yinghua knelt before a seemingly ordinary thatched cottage.

"O Saintly Master of unmatched wisdom and courage, your name shall endure with heaven and earth, eternal and unextinguished! Your martial prowess is supreme in all the world.

Wise, compassionate, illuminating all under heaven.

Disciple Lu Yinghua wishes you, Master, longevity beyond count, everlasting existence."

A voice, impossibly gentle, emerged from within the thatched cottage.

"Ying'er, rise."

Immediately, the gentle voice carried a sharp edge of killing intent.

"By the way, what have you found out about Lu Feiming? Even if he is your brother, you must not show favoritism!"

Lu Yinghua spoke almost instinctively: "O wise and glorious Saintly Master! Even if I wished to show favoritism, under your wisdom, I could hide nothing."

After speaking, Lu Yinghua fell silent, then bowed deeply to the ground.

"But Master... Lu Feiming... he... is dead."

A brief pause.

Time seemed to halt in that instant.

The next moment, a terrifying aura erupted from the tiny thatched cottage.

It stirred the heavens and earth.

Like a god long dormant, opening its eyes at last.

Shaking heaven and earth.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound—the door of the thatched cottage swung open.

Dressed in white Hanfu, she appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Standing silently before Lu Yinghua.

Her eyes were bright, her teeth white, her posture elegant.

Though she looked like a noble lady, she was in truth the sole Godslayer of Huaxia, known as the Demoness Luo Hao Luo Cuilian.

At this moment, Luo Cuilian's expression was blank, utterly unlike her usual self.

"Tell me... how exactly did Lu Feiming die? He is a Godslayer—how could he die outside?"

When speaking of Lu Feiming, Luo Cuilian's voice carried a trace of disgust; when speaking of his death, it carried a thread of killing intent.

Her traitorous disciple—only she had the right to kill him.

Whoever dared defy her, she would kill.

"Lu Feiming was killed by a newly emerged Godslayer; we do not know his true name.

The only thing we know is... he is from Huaxia, and has close ties to Hou Jue Wo Ban."

Lu Yinghua said with utmost reverence.

Then he paused slightly.

In truth, even he found it hard to believe.

As the leader of Huaxia's sole powerful organization, the Wuyusheng Sect, Luo Hao's authority was unquestionable.

Even though Luo Hao had long remained secluded, as her direct disciple, Lu Yinghua had the authority to command the Wuyusheng Sect.

Yet, despite the Wuyusheng Sect's immense intelligence network, they could not uncover the identity of the killer.

They could only determine he was likely from Huaxia... or rather, that was even more shocking.

After all, the Wuyusheng Sect, the most powerful organization on Huaxia soil, could not even identify the identity of a single Huaxian—this was beyond belief.

"Huaxian?"

Hearing this, the once-raging Luo Hao gradually calmed; her eyes glimmered with a crystalline light.

"Interesting... another Godslayer from Huaxia?"

Luo Cuilian's eyes flickered, leaving no one to guess her thoughts.

"Very well. Since he is from Huaxia, I shall grant him one chance."

Luo Cuilian glanced at Lu Yinghua and snapped, "Go now, deliver a challenge to this... new Godslayer.

I will teach him what it means to be a senior."

Do not think that leaning on Hou Jue Wo Ban grants you license to act without restraint."

The next instant, Luo Cuilian lifted her foot and kicked Lu Yinghua straight into the air.

Rolling several times midair, Lu Yinghua dissipated the force and landed back on the ground.

He showed no surprise, rose, bowed to Luo Cuilian, and swiftly withdrew.

That... motion was so practiced it was heartbreaking.

Clearly, this was not the first or second time he had been kicked away.

The Luo Hao Sect has declared war on the new Godslayer!! All magical societies and magical organizations across the world were shaken.

One wave had not yet subsided when another rose.

Too many events had occurred recently: first, Luo Hao's direct disciple betrayed and defected as a Godslayer; then, that disciple became the only Godslayer in this era to perish—killed by a new Godslayer.

And now, Luo Hao herself has declared war on this... new Godslayer.

Almost all major powers could sense that a storm was coming.

The Wuyusheng Sect of Huaxia mobilized fully.

To the eyes of the Wuyusheng Sect's chief, Luo Hao's defeat of a newly risen Godslayer would be as easy as picking something up from the ground; and Luo Hao's victory this time would surely elevate the Wuyusheng Sect's prestige worldwide.

After all, Luo Hao paid no attention to affairs—so to develop the Wuyusheng Sect, it had to be these high-ranking officials who actually managed the Sect.

On a vast, luxurious yacht.

Su Han was playing chess with Hou Jue Wo Ban.

Hou Jue Wo Ban had lived for a very long time and was highly skilled in both Go and chess.

Su Han, though not proficient, possessed extraordinary mental acuity and could foresee ten moves ahead.

For a time, they were evenly matched.

A knock suddenly sounded.

Hou Jue Wo Ban's expression did not change: "Enter!"

Lilyana stepped in from outside, knelt on one knee before Su Han and Hou Jue Wo Ban, bowed her head low, and spoke with a dry voice.

"My lord, the Thunder King."

Lilyana respectfully greeted the two before her.

Su Han's brow twitched—he had no idea how he'd become the Thunder King, even though he wielded the power of the Thunder-Thunder Fruit and had just gained the authority of storm and lightning by slaying a god.

But the name "Thunder King" was far too ugly. Hou Jue Wo Ban glanced at Su Han with amusement, clearly reading his thoughts.

Then he glanced at Lilyana, his smiling eyes instantly turning cold: "So, what is it? Speak plainly."

Lilyana shuddered, overwhelmed by immense pressure, her head sinking even lower.

She spilled out the matter like beans falling from a sack, in the briefest words possible.

"The Luo Hao Sect's master has formally declared war on the Thunder King!"

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