"Life or death unknown?"
Long Chen was startled: "What on earth is going on?" "
The Mo Sect disciple said, "The young master broke through Tongming and hasn't emerged from seclusion. His body has been half-dead the whole time. "
How is his soul stone?" Long Chen asked.
"The soul stone is still fine." The disciple said.
Hearing that the soul stone was still there, Long Chen felt much more at ease. This meant Mo Nian hadn't failed yet, but after such a long time, he hadn't passed the test, which was a bit too strange.
"The family head asked me to inform you, Young Master. It's not that our young master isn't coming to help, but I hope you won't overthink it." The disciple said.
Long Chen shook his head. He guessed that the current head of the Mo family was probably not Mo Nian's grandfather. Otherwise, given their understanding of Long Chen, there would be no need for such a move. Mo Nian couldn't come, and he had his reasons. Long Chen would never be so petty as to think about anything.
Unfortunately, Long Chen couldn't be of much help. Ming Cangyue had said that the reason Long Chen and the others could enter her underworld was because she tampered with it.
She interfered with the laws, so only the Dragon Blood Legion entered the jurisdiction of Ming Cangyue from the Tianwu Continent. This is also why Long Chen never encountered any powerful figures from the Tianzhou Continent in the Underworld.
Not to mention that Long Chen couldn't contact Ming Cangyue now, even if he could enter the Netherworld again, it might not be Ming Cangyue's territory.
Ming Cangyue once said that the Underworld is more than one, as numerous as the stars, and she only controls a small part.
The reason Long Chen was drawn here by her was because they had once been involved and there was karma involved.
But Mo Nian couldn't do it. He wasn't in Ming Cangyue's jurisdiction, and Ming Cangyue had never met him. Even if he wanted to investigate, he couldn't. Worrying now was useless—no one could help him, so he could only rely on Mo Nian himself.
Long Chen comforted the disciple and told him that Mo Nian must have encountered some problem. However, the fact that he could hold out so long and still survive meant he was escaping the crisis, so they wouldn't have to worry. Moreover, Long Chen's intuition told him Mo Nian wouldn't die so easily.
After the disciple left, Dongmingyu arrived. The two exchanged a smile, and Long Chen took Dongmingyu's hand and they went out together.
...
Boom!
A large door was shattered by a single punch. Long Chen and Dongming Yu broke through the door. As soon as they entered, the void twisted, and one figure after another appeared.
"Long Chen, Dongming Jade."
The elderly man leading the group felt a sudden sinking in heart when he saw the two of them.
That old man was none other than Zhong Ziyang, the Hall Master of the Blood Slaughter Hall. This was the headquarters of the Blood Slaughter Hall, a secret place. But with the goddess Dongming Yu leading the way, the headquarters of the Blood Slaughter Hall was not a secret at all.
"What are you doing?" Zhong Ziyang looked at Long Chen and Dong Mingyu and said in a deep voice.
"Originally, knowing my temper, Long Chen, today I should have torn down your Blood Slaughter Hall and wiped out everyone here.
But no matter what, Xiaoyu comes from the Blood Slaughter Hall, and her cultivation inheritance comes from the Blood Slaughter Hall. So, you don't need to worry today—I won't kill you.
Xiaoyu wants to personally pay respects to the evil god and settle this grudge. From now on, all grudges between your Blood Kill Hall and us will be wiped clean. Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhong Ziyang and speaking calmly.
Zhong Ziyang was a third-step Tongming Realm expert, skilled in assassination techniques. Even if a fourth-step Tongming Realm expert encountered him, they would still have a headache, but Long Chen didn't take it to heart.
"Hmph, traitor to the God of Slaughter—how can you face the God of Slaughter?" A voice from the void sneered.
"Pfft!"
Dongming Yu flicked his finger, sending a gust of finger wind piercing through the void. As the void twisted, a figure appeared—a very young disciple. His forehead was pierced, and a mocking look still lingered on his face. Clearly, before dying, he hadn't sensed the danger approaching.
"If you don't want to die, then step aside. If you do, I'll grant your wish." Dongming Jade was even more decisive than Long Chen, pulling Long Chen forward just like that.
"You..."
Zhong Ziyang's expression changed, but facing the goddess Dongming Yu, who had already advanced to Tongming, he didn't even have the courage to intervene.
Both were assassins, and Dongming Yu carried the power of the God of Slaughter, exerting a terrifying suppression on him.
Previously, Dongming Yu killed that unlucky guy with a single finger, which was actually a warning to everyone. Because that strike carried divine power, that disciple was killed instantly.
You have to understand, assassins live by licking blood from the edge of a blade and are most sensitive to danger. But when Dongming Yu made a move, he felt no danger at all. That was because he had the power of the God of Slaughter, which restrained all followers of the God of Slaughter. This was the absolute power granted to the goddess by the God of Slaughter, allowing no resistance.
What puzzled the Hall Master of the Bloodkill Hall most was that Dongming Jade had clearly betrayed the evil god, so why did the evil god not deliver divine punishment and instead keep her divine power conserved?
Facing Dongming Jade, the Bloodkill Hall Master could only choose to retreat, giving way to him.
"You can go in, but Long Chen ..." The Hall Master of the Bloodkill Hall was still resisting.
"I'll go wherever I want. If I'm brave, come and stop me. This gives me an excuse to destroy the Blood Killing Hall." Long Chen snorted coldly.
Long Chen hated the Blood Kill Hall very much, hated these shameless assassins. In his eyes, the Blood Kill Hall was even worse than the professional assassins in the Fengming Empire.
Professional assassins in the Fengming Empire also have their own professional ethics, able to practice the 'three no-kills': not killing pregnant women, not killing young children, and not killing sick ones.
But the so-called number one assassin organization on the Tianwu Continent had no taboos. For money, they would do anything—women, children, the elderly, and weak. As long as the money was right, they killed anything.
Back then, sending a three- or four-year-old Dongming Jade to assassinate Long Chen had already aroused great resentment. If it weren't for Dongming Jade, Long Chen would have destroyed the Blood Killing Hall today.
It was Dongming Yu who hoped Long Chen wouldn't make a move this time. No matter what, she had come from the Blood Killing Hall, so meeting Long Chen might be a kind of fate.
The Blood Killing Hall has committed countless evil deeds and is now at its peak in decline. Clearly, it has entered its own karmic cycle. It won't be long before they disappear from this world for good. Long Chen can't be bothered with them and can even do Dongming Jade a favor.
But if these people were courting death and attacking Long Chen, Long Chen wouldn't care about all that and would kill as many as he came. Long Chen was eager for them to make a move.
Unfortunately, the people of the Bloodkill Hall were not as backbone as Long Chen had imagined. After Dongming Yu killed one person, everyone became mute, not daring to speak again.
Dongming Yu led Long Chen forward, passing through the main hall and entering the rear hall. Inside the rear hall, there was an underground passage. After walking through a passage, they arrived at a small teleportation array.
"Who is it?"
When Long Chen and Dongming Yu arrived, the four elders guarding the teleportation array shouted coldly.
"Puff puff puff puff"
Dongming Yu waved her small hand, sending four heads flying, and in an instant, all four were killed.
Dongming Yu pulled Long Chen along the teleportation array, activating it whileHe said,
"The guy wearing this black-and-white outfit is called the Mad Elder and is the evil god's most loyal lackey.
They are not subject to the Blood Kill Hall Supervisor's jurisdiction, and may even have the power to impeach the Hall Master and appoint a new one.
To put it bluntly, they had been brainwashed deep into their souls. Any act or words that desecrated the evil god could not be accepted, and they would immediately fight. Even the Hall Master would shout loudly, showing no respect at all. "
Brainwashing is really powerful; it can turn a person into a paranoid madman." Long Chen shook his head.
"Buzz"—
the teleportation array lit up, space twisted, and when they reappeared, the two had already arrived in a dark world.
This place should be in an underground world. On both sides of the long passage, dark red flames flickered, illuminating the stone walls.
Long Chen could see ancient patterns carved on the stone walls. Within these patterns, he saw a man slaying various powerful opponents with his own hands.
Sometimes a dagger pierced an enemy's forehead, sometimes they slashed their throat, and sometimes they carried their head, among other things.
"Is this the God of Slaughter?" Long Chen asked.
"Hmm, but the killing god in the picture has been beautified." Dong Mingyu said with a somewhat strange expression.
"Beautify?" Long Chen was taken aback.
Soon, the two reached the end of the passage, where a vast grand hall appeared. On the throne sat an elderly man with gray hair, a bald head, and a plump body.
"He's also a God of Slaughter?" Long Chen said in disbelief.
"Yes," Dongming Yu nodded.
Long Chen nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood and shouted, "That's way too far off. Can a bald, sleazy fat guy really beautify himself into a handsome young man?" "
They say this statue is the evil god's appearance after condensing the Killing God's Dao, and the mural, along with the statues outside the Killing God, looks like the Killing God in his youth." Dongming Yu shrugged and said.
"How can anyone believe such a blatant lie?" This is clearly not a person at all, okay? Long Chen said speechlessly.
"Hehe, I think so too. But they say the evil god was incredibly handsome when he was young, able to captivate all beings.
Later, after Shen Gong and Heaven condensed the divine fruit, he began to regard his appearance as dirt, transforming into this form to warn future generations.
However, those who can see this statue must have made great contributions and achievements to the Blood Slaughter Hall, so those who have truly seen the statue are extremely rare. Dongmingyu said with a smile.
"The God of Killing is actually just a sleazy fat guy, a bunch of sycophants, forcibly beautified like this. To put it bluntly, isn't this just deceiving himself?" How ridiculous. Long Chen shook his head.
"Who is making such a loud commotion in the Evil God's main hall?"
Long Chen and Dong Mingyu held hands and had just stepped out of the passage, about to enter the main hall when suddenly a stern shout came from inside.
Long Chen led Dongming Yu into the grand hall and saw eight elderly men dressed in black and white robes, coldly staring at them. Holding their staffs, they shouted harshly:
"Make a loud noise before the God of Killing, disrespecting him! Kneel and be punished with forty ... of the cane."
"Smack." "
The old man had just finished drinking when Long Chen stepped forward and slapped him hard, making him spout blood and spin away. Long Chen sneered:
"Are you awake yet?" How dare you shout at your Third Master Long? "