Within the hollowed-out mountain, a dozen or so figures had gathered.
At their head was a mysterious figure shrouded entirely in black robes, radiating a terrifying aura that made hearts tremble.
Beside him, the Great Demon God Xiao Jingtian sat cross-legged, his face pale and his eyes closed as he healed his injuries.
Before the two-or, more precisely, before the man in black-a dozen of Great Song's leading figures knelt respectfully, their heads lowered. They dared not overstep in the slightest, like the most loyal of servants.
The more Zhu Xiawu watched, the more alarmed he became.
Just who was this man in black, to have enslaved so many leading figures? Zhu Xiawu controlled the Six Doors and served as grand alliance leader of the Twelve Linked Rings Dock, commanding intelligence from across the land, yet he had noticed nothing.
Moreover, the aura emanating from the man in black filled even him with an inexplicable unease.
It was just like facing the Longevity Swordsman Bai Yujing at the Divine Saber Sect in Ming two days ago. He could not summon even the slightest will to resist.
In other words, this man in black was likely an expert on Bai Yujing's level, perhaps even stronger!
Zhu Xiawu had operated within the Great Song Dynasty for years. His people had infiltrated both the Jianghu and the Imperial Court.
He considered himself the uncrowned king of the Great Song Dynasty. Even this vital region around the capital had long been his territory in his eyes.
Yet now, such a terrifying force had appeared here, and the situation seemed to be slipping beyond his control. How could he not be shocked?!
"Hiss... this is?!"
Suddenly, Zhu Xiawu's pupils contracted. As though he had discovered something extraordinary, his eyes flew wide, and he stared ahead