If asked what the most mysterious organization on the Chaotian Continent was, many would say the Curtain Rollers.
If asked where the most terrifying place on the Chaotian Continent was, many would say the Netherworld.
But if asked what was both the most terrifying and the most mysterious thing on the Chaotian Continent, there was only one answer.
-the Never-Old Forest.
The Never-Old Forest was an organization of assassins. Whether peddlers and porters or imperial relatives, whether treacherous chancellors and traitorous grand preceptors or loyal ministers and heroes of the Human Race, as long as you could pay, the Never-Old Forest dared to kill them. Even if you wanted to kill a supreme expert of the Sea-Breaking Realm, the Never-Old Forest would try, and legend held that they had indeed succeeded before.
No one knew who had founded the Never-Old Forest, where it was, or how many members it had.
People knew only that anyone targeted by the Never-Old Forest would soon lose their life, remaining at their original age, never to grow old again.
The man in black did not deny it.
To a righteous sect like the Green Mountain Sect, the Never-Old Forest was, of course, evil-a demonic, heretical force that had to be eradicated.
Zhao Layue lowered her head slightly, her bamboo hat concealing more of her face.
The man in black was not surprised. He had met many so-called villains, and all of them had looked somewhat unnatural when they first learned that he came from the Never-Old Forest.
That unease came from fear upon encountering true evil, or from a sense of inferiority.
"As long as you are willing to join the Never-Old Forest, you can have anything."
He smiled at Zhao Layue as he spoke, his voice growing raspier and more enticing.
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