At Heaven's Peak, Proud Above the World-With Me, I Am Heaven

The Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect was far too mysterious and terrifying. Even the Young Master True Dragon and Young Master Kunpeng willingly served as his guards and mounts.

Even Netherworld Ghost Hand was beginning to regret accepting the mission to assassinate the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect.

A bad premonition rose in his heart. The Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect's strength had likely already surpassed his imagination.

Moreover!

Blood Fiend Hall's assessment of the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect was woefully inadequate!

He was very likely being set up!

Netherworld Ghost Hand instinctively used his divine ability, concealing his figure and aura completely as he stared without blinking at the Divine Sword Sect, waiting for the perfect chance to strike.

Why not run if he could not win?

Heh heh.

As an assassin, there were only two paths: either strike, or do not accept the mission.

Once a mission had been accepted, fleeing without striking led to only one outcome: certain death!

Otherwise, where would Blood Fiend Hall's reputation and prestige be?

Let us tell both sides of the tale, one thread at a time.

Outside the Sect Gate of the Divine Sword Sect.

"You two, either state your purpose immediately, or get lost at once."

"Otherwise, the Sect Gate of my Divine Sword Sect shall be where you meet your end!"

Long Batian stood proudly in the void, his hands clasped behind his back and his eyes lowered as he stared indifferently at Wu Wu'er and Huang Luoshen, undisguised contempt written across his face.

At the same time, an incomparably tyrannical, vast, and boundless True Dragon Pressure began sweeping through heaven and earth, crushing the void until it continuously twisted and distorted.

"World-Destroying Demonic Ape?"

"Immortal Divine Phoenix?"

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