Night Raid on the Imperial Harem

Bright moonlight poured down, and the entire Great Tai Imperial Capital seemed veiled in a thin, hazy mist.

Qin Ming gazed at it for a long while, then circled the city.

"This really is tricky. The guardian divine bird is deep inside the Imperial Palace."

Experts were as numerous as clouds there, and the Fist Immortal, whose cultivation was terrifying, held the place himself. Forget an attack—even a careless attempt to spy on it could end with Qin Ming serving himself up on a platter.

Many figures stood atop the towering walls, motionless, their armor gleaming coldly beneath the moon.

Security across the capital had clearly tightened considerably today.

A Near-Immortal Being guarded each of the four main gates.

"I only just left this city, and here I am again," Qin Ming murmured.

Under these circumstances, he had returned to slay the guardian divine bird. If he succeeded, the old emperor would surely burst a lung. It would be like grinding the Great Tai Dynasty's dignity through a muddy ditch.

"Judging by the time, there should be some commotion in the neighboring city by now."

Qin Ming had no intention of confronting a True Immortal head-on. Drawing the Fist Immortal away would be ideal.

To that end, he had paid a fortune to enlist an organization that operated in the shadows to help stir up trouble.

"A major organization spanning vast territories, with operations in several top-tier Imperial Dynasties. Its reputation has always been good. Tonight should go smoothly."

Of course, Qin Ming did not trust it completely.

Past reviews were not necessarily reliable.

After all, it was an organization that specialized in dirty work. If it killed employers who were dissatisfied with it, there would naturally be no bad reviews.

Late at night, Auspicious City, noisy all day, fell