On a hill ten miles from the Snow Kingdom's palace.
This was the Night God Sect's headquarters.
Night God Sect camps spread in every direction, teeming with people.
The sect's members had red eyes. Any ordinary person who stumbled in would never leave alive.
When the Night God Sect's leader arrived with a mysterious black-robed figure, everyone dropped to their knees.
No one dared look too closely.
The figure was Chen Xia in disguise.
When he had dealt with the Ye Family and the Night God Sect's leaders, it had happened deep within the Snow Kingdom's palace. Everyone who knew had been brought under his control.
This time, he had come alone. He did not want anyone to know who he was.
If I want to deal with whoever the Mysterious Heaven Sect sends next and pin their deaths on the Night God Sect, they'll have to die at the sect's hands.
That will shift the danger away from the Federation and onto the Night God Sect, leaving the Blood God to deal with it.
Chen Xia followed beside the enslaved sect leader, turning the plan over in his mind.
For the Federation's safety, he had no choice.
Besides, he and the Blood God of the Night God Sect were enemies already.
The sect's people killed without batting an eye. Letting them fight among themselves might not buy much time, but it would do some good.
At that moment.
The leader's face lay hidden beneath his hood. Only his eyes showed, glinting with a complex light in the dim daylight.
They wound through the camp and entered a passage leading underground.
After more than a hundred meters, the leader stepped forward and knocked several times against a seemingly seamless wall of rock, following an ancient, peculiar rhythm.
A mechanism clunked