The Truth Comes to Light

Within a few breaths, dozens of figures swept in like lightning and appeared outside the Eight-Gate Heaven-Locking Formation, all clad in black robes.

In those same few breaths, another dozen or so Innate Realm assassins fell inside the formation...

"So you finally decided to show yourselves? You sent these assassins, didn't you? You really won't give up until all hope is gone!"

The moment they arrived, Jian Shang's heart gave a leap. A smile spread across his face, though he spoke slowly and evenly.

Their cry of "Spare them!" made their identities easy enough to guess. Jian Shang did not truly care whether the people in the formation lived or died. What mattered was that the plan he had waited days at Hengpu Pass to carry out finally had a chance of succeeding!

"What does King Wuhuan mean by that?"

The black-robed figure at their head blurted out the question in surprise. His voice was slightly husky, with a soft, lilting quality. After a pause, he hurriedly added, "King Wuhuan, please stop! We can discuss this!"

Between the distinctive voice and the unusual accent, it sounded a little like a Sichuan accent from Earth World to Jian Shang. It was unexpectedly pleasant to hear.

"Lan Fenghuang?!"

At the sound of that soft voice, Wu Fulong's expression changed drastically. His heart sank, and his face filled with a painful mix of bitterness and loneliness.

Lan Fenghuang was not a title or nickname, but her name. Lan was a prominent surname in the Baiyue Tribe, belonging to the clan chief's line. As the chief's daughter, Lan Fenghuang was a gifted beauty.

Wu Fulong considered himself exceptionally talented, and he was. He was the foremost young warrior of the tribe, so naturally only the tribe's brightest jewel was worthy of him.

It was