Chapter 2478: Return Immediately After Reading the Letter

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For a very long time, within this dark mountain cave, the only sound was the dripping of stalactites.

It used time, knocking it into the stone.

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, quickly turning black and brown. Green light, like flying insects, swam back, leaping out of this puddle of already putrid blood in the air, and swimming back into Yin Guan's body.

He wore a single black silk pant, his upper body bare and streamlined, sitting cross-legged in the center of the cold altar. His green eyes were dim, watching the scattered puddle of foul blood in the air, spreading like a fishing net.

Several pale patches of flesh showed on this body amidst the leaping green light. Although the skin was taut with no visible cracks, it was also like an insect's nest, allowing countless green lights to shuttle back and forth.

The different kind of yuan power remaining within his body was being expelled just like this.

After seizing the inheritance, his methods had become much richer.

Relying on forming a killer organization to plunder cultivation resources, he, who had no previous affiliation, could be said to have a relatively complete cultivation inheritance.

Of course, curse technique was his foundation. A person like him, who walked the edge of life and death all year round, would not turn back to walk an already eliminated path. Even if the Immortal Palace era once produced super detached beings, this was only one type of power, not a choice.

Smashing these ancient inheritances, little by little, and swallowing them as his own nourishment, was exactly what he had always been doing.

*Pa da!*

The foul blood fell to the ground, quickly corroding the rock.

It created a pitted piece of "honeycomb stone."

The curse patterns carved on the surroundings reacted instantly, rising into black flames that drew a prison on the ground, circling this area to prevent any power from leaking or any causal contact.

Yin Guan carefully covered another layer of green light outside the black fire.

Jing Country's Jicingsi Great Chief, Ouyang Jie's methods, were indeed extraordinary. He had to show sufficient respect.

He had merely passed by the battlefield of Ji Xuan Zhen and Li Mao, setting off a firework of cheering, and was almost pulled out and beaten to death.

So many preparations made in advance, and few could play a role.

There was indeed a feeling of powerlessness, like a mouse meeting a cat.

The true peak of the cave seemed only a step away, but in reality, it was the distance between heaven and earth.

So when he took on this task, he set his resolve to use it to temper himself, fighting for life and climbing to the top between life and death.

In unavoidable life-and-death situations, many people do not lack the courage to die.

But in a time when there is clearly no need to be desperate, still actively creating a precarious moment of life and death – this can only be called madness.

This can only embody a desire for power that far surpasses ordinary people.

If he could reach the absolute peak, he would not continue to be entangled with the people of Jing Country. Instead, he would turn around on the spot and first kill Tian Anping, who had robbed the Immortal Palace with him! It was just right that everyone was also at sea, no need to go out of their way, and he could conveniently blame it on Jing Country, further avoiding future trouble.

Ouyang Jie was already the opponent he could most likely endure. This kind of cultivator from Jicingsi was skilled at tracking and seizing, often lacking in pure killing and injury, and not prone to causing destructive injuries.

This was also the experience he had gained from dealing with Jicingsi cultivators for many years.

If it were someone like Ji Xuan Zhen, one punch would flatten him. There would be no tempering, just a happy time.

It was just…

At the critical moment of you chasing me fleeing, Ouyang Jie's Gan Tian Mirror, which had always pinned him down with its light, suddenly relaxed. As the weaker side, fleeing in all directions, he had no qualification to stop and verify. He could only slip away first.

Unexpectedly… he truly just slipped away like that.

What should have been a grand battle to climb to the top ended with a whimper.

Of course, if things had proceeded according to plan, the possibility of dying in battle was far greater than successfully climbing to the top. But didn't life only bloom at such moments?

His anticipation of success and failure surpassed his concern for life and death.

No one could change his decision, and he didn't need to worry unnecessarily—

Of course, those who worried about him might not even exist. Those loyal and devoted subordinates would only beat drums and shout to send him off the cliff, and still have to shout that the leader was wise.

In a large game with Jing Country as the main player, escaping successfully in an unsuccessful way made him slightly unaccustomed.

When did he have such good luck?

The next thing was just unremarkable, nothing more than finding a place to hide and recuperate as in the past, waiting for the wind to die down, and also recovering from his injuries, then continuing to go out and take on tasks.

With his head tied to the tip of a knife, he just had to walk a bit faster.

He was already used to this kind of life.

Of course, accidents always happened.

For example, the hiding places he had prepared were almost all searched out by the people of Jing Country, setting up various traps, which he avoided one by one.

For example… the sudden burst of the Nine Palace Heaven Ring.

With the premise that the nine great immortal palaces had all obtained inheritances, the appearance of a complete immortal palace in its peak state directly triggered the echo of the Immortal Palace era, making even his Wan Xian Palace ruins, which he had barely begun to repair, participate in the heaven ring.

For some people, this was probably the beginning of the revival of the immortal era. After ten thousand years of silence, the immortal palaces would cross the world again.

But in Yin Guan's eyes, this sound was just the last death knell.

Indeed, these immortal palaces all had inheritances, and they all fell into the hands of true strong individuals. But one only needed to look at these strong individuals who publicly held immortal palaces to understand why the immortal era could not return—which one of them took the complete immortal palace inheritance as the core of their cultivation?

Huang Wei Zhen's fantasy became reality, Hong Jun Yan competed with the six directions emperor, Jiang Wang's broken immortal palace only used one body method…

The Immortal Palace era was respected, but only seen as nourishment, not fundamental, by the true strong.

He didn't care about the Immortal Palace era. No matter how grand the Nine Palace Heaven Ring was, it meant nothing to him.

Tian Anping was very clear about the Wan Xian Palace, so he didn't need to hide either.

Whether the Yi Zhen Dao Prime or the Yu Jing Mountain Great Palm Teach was alive or dead, he didn't care.

At most, he would just think about it in his spare time: the one who had forcefully questioned him on the Nine Town Stone Bridge at first, who exactly was he within Yi Zhen Dao, could he be Zong De Zhen?

But this wasn't very important either. If the price wasn't enough, no figure could. If the price was enough, any figure was fine.

What truly concerned him were only two things.

First, how did Ye Ling Xiao, who was the incarnation of Qian Chou, the Protector of the Path of Equality Country, determine that all nine immortal palaces had inheritances, thereby inspiring the echo of the Immortal Palace era and leading to the Nine Palace Heaven Ring?

It should be known that these immortal palace inheritors either had strong strength and no need to hide, or they were hidden and kept their secrets. Since Ye Ling Xiao used the Nine Palace Heaven Ring as a back-up, he must have already confirmed the information—how powerful was this intelligence system?

Immortal palaces like Ba Fu Immortal Palace and Extreme Pleasure Immortal Palace had never appeared before. The last time the Soldier Immortal Palace appeared had to be traced back to the Yang Country period!

Putting these aside. The Wan Xian Palace had never truly been inherited before him.

Regarding the news that he had already obtained the Wan Xian Palace inheritance, besides him, the only people who knew were Chu Jiang Wang, Tian Anping, and Jiang Wang.

Where did the news leak from?

This was very important!

The second thing was the Ba Fu Immortal Palace, which responded at almost the same time as him in the overseas region during the Nine Palace Heaven Ring.

Although the master of this immortal palace also hid himself for the first time.

Although he didn't have any direct evidence.

But he just had an extremely strong feeling—that person was Tian Anping!

He even felt now that when he and Tian Anping divided the Wan Xian Palace inheritance, Tian Anping didn't try to fight for the main building of the Wan Xian Palace because he himself already had an immortal palace, so his demands were low.

It was a pity that he couldn't successfully climb to the top. Now, killing Tian Anping was very unrealistic.

The feeling was just a feeling, and could not be verified on Tian Anping's corpse for the time being.

As for Ye Ling Xiao's death.

He sighed slightly, and it only stopped at a sigh.

Qian Chou had saved him once at the hands of Lou Yue.

He had come to the sea to fight for his life, so it could also be said that they were quits.

He spat out the last mouthful of foul blood, and his injuries were even considered recovered.

He lifted his index finger and gently hooked it. Then, a green light big hand probed into the ground, grabbing out a Xuan Wen Giant Python that had been imprisoned there earlier. This python's head already had bulging horn sheaths, its essence blood was abundant, its snake eyes were fierce, and it was still struggling non-stop—speaking of this horned python异兽, it was a clue found by Chu Jiang Wang, and the two of them had personally captured it.

The green light big hand hung motionless in the air.

He pointed his index finger forward, flat and straight like a knife, and gently cut the python's neck, cutting open a slit.

Then he pursed his thin lips and took a long swallow, drinking the horned python's source blood clean.

Only then did he feel his spirit and energy were complete, and his intent returned to its peak.

He conveniently refined the dried python skin into a talisman, wrote the three characters "Wu Guan Wang" on it, circled it with vermilion ink, and with a flick of his finger, it lit up. He habitually cursed—after this kind of dangerous task, direct contact was very unsafe. If Wu Guan Wang had already been captured by the experts of Jing Country's Jicingsi, it would be very easy to expose his position.

Directly casting a curse on Wu Guan Wang was different! Not only was it more hidden and safe, he could also judge Wu Guan Wang's free situation more accurately from Wu Guan Wang's resistance, and the way he resisted.

After a familiar painful groan, came Wu Guan Wang's quickly enthusiastic and surprised voice—"That's great, boss! You're still alive! Still so strong! You almost scared me to death!"

Yin Guan placed this burning talisman on the altar. He then stepped down from the altar and picked up the vermilion pen again, adding several deadly curses to the altar. This way, in case he judged incorrectly and the enemy's divine power was vast and chased after him through this point of contact, he would still have a little more reaction time.

After making sufficient preparations, he finally spoke: "Are the family members all well?"

"All pretty good! After all, everyone just pretended to shake things up and didn't really conflict." Wu Guan Wang concealed the matter of setting bugs and said: "I should be the only one who got injured."

"Oh? How did you get injured?" Yin Guan asked casually.

Wu Guan Wang said mournfully: "Just now, the injury…"

"This counts as an injury on duty. Turn around and let Chu Jiang Wang calculate your subsidy." Yin Guan said directly.

Wu Guan Wang instantly had no objections. Qin Guang Wang was truly ruthless and spicy, and also truly generous.

The Ten Directions Ghost Mirror was then opened, connecting the various Yan Luo, considered a routine meeting after the end of a task. Generally speaking, they summarized the gains and losses, looked forward to the future, and quickly dispersed.

Wu Guan Wang, City King, Song Emperor King, Tai Shan King, Yan Luo King, Equality King, their masks lit up one by one.

In the grid representing Bian Cheng King, only a single evil Yan Xiao was stopped, with deep black eyes, as if staring at the human heart.

In the grid representing Zhuan Lun King, only a graphic of shackles remained, representing that the current Zhuan Lun King, She Di Sheng, was still among the prisoners in the central heaven prison. The organization had not forgotten him and was always waiting for his return.

Only the grid representing Chu Jiang King was completely black.

"Boss, can't contact Chu Jiang King." Wu Guan Wang said nervously: "Will she be okay?"

"Wait for the order first." Yin Guan said expressionlessly, canceling the dissolution command on the spot. He wiped away the Ghost Mirror in front of him with one hand.

Between him and Chu Jiang King, there was naturally a contact channel that belonged to them.

Although he was never willing to trust anyone, in a dangerous life, there were indeed one or two people who became exceptions.

He entered the Tai Xu Illusion Realm and wrote a letter to the Tai Xu Walker who bore its name—

"See the letter and return quickly."

He waited quietly like this for a while, not like usual, where he could receive a reply anytime, anywhere.

He sat down and thought for a while, then wrote another letter: "Help me check if she is in the Tai Xu Illusion Realm, and when was the last time she entered the Tai Xu Illusion Realm."

He added another sentence: "I know you are not in a good mood, sorry to bother you. Please, it's very important."

The paper crane flew over almost immediately, not only detailing the relevant intelligence within the Tai Xu Illusion Realm, but also adding a sentence, "How?"

"Nothing." Yin Guan replied.

Then he exited the Tai Xu Illusion Realm.

The talisman on the altar had already burned to ashes.

He stood quietly beside the altar, thinking.

Although he always said to Chu Jiang King, don't let me know who you are, don't test me, don't abandon the professional quality of a killer.

But after so many years of life-and-death adventures, and Chu Jiang King never once set up a defense against him, he actually had guesses about Chu Jiang King's identity long ago—he just always avoided guessing.

Now he found it hard not to associate it with Chu Jiang King's firm opposition when he decided to participate in the overseas battlefield, and Ouyang Jie's accidental failure when he was being chased everywhere.

Except for internal personnel of Jing Country, who could interfere with Ouyang Jie at that critical moment?

At first, he thought it was an internal struggle within Jing Country, such as the counterattack of Yi Zhen Dao. Now, with Chu Jiang King out of contact, it was hard not to have a clear imagination!

It was just… if Chu Jiang King truly influenced this matter, stopping Ouyang Jie's chase and making him successfully escape.

To put it seriously, this was the crime of treason!

No matter what kind of family background, it was impossible to protect her.

Chu Jiang King must have already been controlled, and possibly even executed.

How to determine Chu Jiang King's news, and in the situation where Chu Jiang King was not dead, how to save Chu Jiang King?

Relying on the current strength of Hell No Door, it was almost only enough to give Jing Country an itch…

Yin Guan thought of two old customers.

One was Yi Zhen Dao, the other was Equality Country.

The former had just been declared exterminated by Jing Country, and the latter was truly used by Jing Country as a rag, used up and then conveniently crippled.

But Yi Zhen Dao only lost one Dao Prime, and the three leaders of Equality Country had not yet appeared. Both still had very strong strength that could be unearthed.

He was not the kind of person who lived a very tired life. In his world, rules were used to imprison others, not to restrain oneself. To achieve his purpose, any means could be used, and anyone could cooperate.

Chu Jiang King must return to Hell No Door. For this, he would not hesitate to cause a flood!

No matter whether he contacted Yi Zhen Dao or Equality Country, there was a great chance to suddenly stir up trouble when Jing Country thought the wind and waves had settled, and even started celebrating!

If both joined forces, they could cause even bigger waves, helping him fish in troubled waters.

If these two customers were unwilling to cooperate…

Qin Guang King could never not be Yi Zhen Dao, never not be a Protector of the Path.

Borrowing their name, he didn't even need their agreement.

Borrowing their name meant they had to participate!

Of course, before a truly big curtain was pulled open, some prelude was needed, even a rehearsal.

Yin Guan stood barefoot in the mountain cave, his green eyes emitting a crazy light.

He brushed open the Ten Directions Ghost Mirror again. The various Yan Luo were still waiting for him.

In the dark mountain cave, only the light of the Ghost Mirror shone. In the bright Ghost Mirror, only the grid representing Chu Jiang King was pitch black and without light.

"There's a big job." Yin Guan lifted the corner of his mouth.

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