The mortal world stretched ten thousand zhang high. Human World boasted that it could measure nine thousand of those zhang, standing supreme beneath heaven and above earth.
Hell had demons, like fallen Divine Spirits that had crawled out of the eighteen levels of hell, wielding blood-dripping divine swords to send people into reincarnation.
At their peak, the two great Assassin Divine Dynasties had roamed the Big Dipper Ancient Star unchecked. Their assassination orders shook the Five Regions, their bloody radiance froze hearts, and none dared make enemies of them.
As the years passed and eras changed, the assassins' golden age was no more. Neither Human World nor Hell retained the might that once made Saints tremble, but after such a long period of lying low, they had gradually recovered some of their strength.
Assassinating the Sacred Body, hunting the Eastern Immortal, seizing the Dao Sect's Nine Secret Techniques—these were regarded by the two Assassin Divine Dynasties as the keys to returning to their former glory. And they had indeed acted on it, relying on their unknown minor worlds and believing no one could invade their lairs, brazenly defying the whole world.
What the Beidou Holy Land dared not do, they would do. What the Primordial Myriad Clans dared not kill, they would kill. That was the Assassin Divine Dynasty. That was what merciless assassins were!
Even after the Shaking Light Holy Land had consecutively wiped out their medium and small strongholds, forcing them to retreat to their lairs, Human World and Hell still seemed calmly confident, convinced that victory was theirs.
Got the guts to come in?
The Assassin Training Camp and the Slaughter Dao Ancient Land had both been destroyed, and they had indeed suffered grievous losses. But as long as their minor worlds remained safe, they would someday