A swift Cang eagle vibrates its wings high above, like a drifting leaf, falling into the sea of clouds.

The clouds, like fluffy sheep, swim freely in the blue expanse.

Inside the most dazzling supreme royal court on the grassland, within a certain golden royal tent, a guard with decent cultivation lifts the tent curtain. A general walks in, kneels on one knee and reports: “Your Highness, Zhao Ru Cheng has already left the grassland. His gold seal and iron documents are all hanging from the beam.”

Inside the tent, He Lian Yun Yun is sitting before a mirror, surrounded by two female officials who are applying her makeup.

Her pair of sky-blue eyes, reflected in the mirror, show no emotion.

Although this news is so sudden.

Although she is currently paving the way for Zhao Ru Cheng’s next promotion, helping him create opportunities and maneuver for positions… Although she is already preparing for the betrothal matters.

But at this moment, she is calm: “Interesting. Resigned from office and hung up the seal, eh?”

The female official drawing her eyebrows doesn’t speak, and the one combing her hair seems not to hear.

The half-kneeling general lowers his head.

He Lian Yun Yun laughs softly: “This is imitating that good brother of his in Qi Country.”

“But Jiang Wang seized the first chief of the Yellow River for Qi Country, suppressed Jing Country’s heavenly pride at Xing Yue Plain, broke through a battlefield in Southern Xia, and then suppressed the calamitous water to win the people’s hearts. He has sacrificed himself and fought to the death countless times, and has performed well in both the demon realm and the maze realm. Qi Country has received returns far exceeding the investment…” The female official combing her hair sounds somewhat indignant: “What Zhao Ru Cheng has done for Mu Country may not be more than what he has gained in Mu Country.”

“This is called deep brotherly affection!” He Lian Yun Yun comments thus.

The half-kneeling general continues his report: “A letter was left in the room, it should be for Your Highness.”

He holds out the envelope with both hands.

But the sky-blue color dyes the envelope, and in the next moment, it shatters like a mirror. The fragments of the letter scatter in the air and actually immerse themselves into space, leaving no trace.

He Lian Yun Yun’s tone is light: “The person has already left, what is the point of looking at the letter?”

The tent is solemn for a time.

After a moment, the half-kneeling general asks again: “This matter… how should it be handled?”

“It should be handled as it should be handled, with national interests as the priority.” He Lian Yun Yun says lightly: “Since he left me and is gone, you all no longer need to consider me.”

The half-kneeling general says: “Confiscate his family property, remove his name from the gold register, wanted list of Shang Tian Yu… the crime is the same as treason.”

The protection that Mu Country once gave Zhao Ru Cheng is now being taken back.

He Lian Yun Yun does not speak. She only waves her hand.

Thus the general stands up and slowly retreats.

The tent curtain, with its sky-vault like color, thus falls, and with it, a heart door closes.

The massive stone door makes a low muffled buzzing sound as it is pushed open.

As if within this oppressive world, these unbearable heavy low hums.

Unable to even scream. The screams of people facing pain will sometimes be seen as weakness.

This is Chu Country.

This is Luo Mountain.

This is Shan Hai Pura.

The scarred-faced man on the tower lowers his overly oppressive eyes and sees Zhu Wei Wo, with hair like withered grass and a long spear slung over his shoulder, walking out from the mountain valley.

His martial clothes are hard to say clean, and bloodstains still dirty his face.

Those descriptions of elegance once associated with this person seem completely unrelated.

The voice of the scarred-faced mountain guard is like stone chips peeling off rock, with a very thick, coarse dead air: “Left?”

Zhu Wei Wo has been here for some time, doing nothing but cultivating.

Of course, he is familiar with the gatekeeper of this town mountain.

But only to the extent of a familiar face.

In the past, they never spoke.

Now hearing this question, he only says: “Ah, left.”

The scarred-faced mountain guard speaks no more, sitting on the high tower, looking into the distance, not knowing what he is thinking.

And Zhu Wei Wo just walks forward like this, a silent black dot walking firmly on the winding mountain path of Luo Mountain.

Sparse scattered black dots flow on the riverbank.

Arranged in a vertical line, exactly parallel to the long river.

This day the long river has no waves, and the voices of the people walking on the bank are also unconsciously lighter.

“I say, boss.” Coroner Wang’s dry voice echoes in his hood: “Didn’t you say this task was extremely important? Why did only a few of us come?”

Yin Guan, with long hair draped over his shoulders, walks against the wind: “Other people coming is meaningless.”

Besides him, everyone accompanying him wears a mask, and at first glance, they are not good people.

The masks inside the White Bone Door respectively depict “Chu Jiang,” “Coroner,” “Song Emperor,” and “Equality.”

It is not difficult to see that the Yama accompanying him today all have divine presence combat strength.

Coroner Wang cannot help but ask: “What about Bian Cheng Wang?”

Yin Guan smiles: “Do you miss him very much?”

It is quite strange for a corpse to have difficulty breathing, but Coroner Wang does feel that his breathing is not very smooth at this moment. Perhaps this newly acquired corpse is not coordinated enough, he pulls at the corner of his mouth and forces a smile: “Just concern between colleagues.”

Yin Guan says “oh”: “Next time you have concerns, you don’t need to go through me.”

Coroner Wang does not speak.

But as the leader, Yin Guan still explains: “I also don’t know why he refused to participate, perhaps he is indeed very busy, or perhaps this task does not conform to his principles.”

He adds, not without complaint: “The organization continuously has fresh blood surging in, it can be said to be vibrant, with endless living sources. But he is always the most problematic one.”

Although Coroner Wang is accustomed to death and danger, hearing these words still inevitably feels strange—You manage an organization where people often die in battle, and the Yama are constantly changing people, and you call it “vibrant, with endless living sources”?

The leader is indeed the leader.

He rubs his vocal cords and says in a dry voice: “That is to say, Bian Cheng Wang, who is not participating in the task, knows what the task is, and then refused. But we, who are participating in the task, still do not know the specific details of the task.”

Yin Guan says lightly: “This task is extremely secret this time, you only need to know the reward for the task. The specific execution details will be arranged again when we arrive at the location. Or…”

He turns his head to look at Coroner Wang: “Wait until you are as strong as Bian Cheng Wang, then you can propose the same requirements as him.”

Coroner Wang quickly raises both hands: “I may not propose requirements. Just… casually chatting a bit.”

“If you all have objections to this task, you can still choose to withdraw now.” Yin Guan’s voice today is also like this waveless long river, calm to the point of being somewhat frightening: “But if you continue to follow me, I will consider that you have already sworn to complete the task to the death. After arriving at the destination, none of my commands are allowed to be disobeyed.”

What it means to disobey Qin Guang Wang’s commands is very clear to everyone in Hell’s Door.

Coroner Wang is the first to state: “Boss, you know me, I am loyal and reliable, only follow orders!”

“Who to kill and who not to kill? We just do this line of work.” Song Emperor Wang says: “As long as the money is enough, point at anyone and kill them. If the targets are those hypocritical Song Country people, I can even give a discount!”

Equality Wang then slowly says: “We are all here.”

Chu Jiang Wang does not speak.

Chu Jiang Wang does not need to speak.

Yin Guan laughs, and says to Song Emperor Wang: “I originally thought that if you were to kill Song Country people… you would still be willing to pay a bit.”

Song Emperor Wang says sullenly: “Our organization is getting bigger and bigger, regulations must also be followed, right? Doing business requires speaking principles, free killing is impossible. Bian Cheng Wang taught us! Paying money is even more impossible. A gentleman loves wealth, but takes it in the right way. A gentleman spends wealth, but uses it without method!”

After the trip to Jing Country. This new Song Emperor Wang, the original Song Country “Evil Gentleman” Ling Wu Feng, is already much more honest.

After all, Bian Cheng Wang doesn’t take orders normally, but once he takes orders, he kills from Jing Country to Wei Country, too damn arrogant and fierce!

If it weren’t for Bian Cheng Wang and Qin Guang Wang causing a big commotion at Chong Luan Lake, and then killing Wei Jun’s uncle in the streets of Wei Capital, stirring up the world’s attention, they wouldn’t necessarily have been able to escape from Jing Country easily.

In short, just as Qin Guang Wang said, as long as the strength is sufficient, the organization can allow all sorts of quirks. Bian Cheng Wang’s rule of not allowing indiscriminate killing was established early.

Yin Guan then says: “However, although Bian Cheng Wang himself did not come, he sent his pet to help.”

Coroner Wang is stunned for a moment. Having accompanied Bian Cheng Wang in Sheng Country for at least that long, he actually didn’t know Bian Cheng Wang had a “pet,” let alone a pet that could participate in a task of this level.

This Yama Six Hall is truly unfathomable.

“What pet?” Song Emperor Wang asks with some interest.

Yin Guan lightly hooks his index finger, then hooks out a small cage. Inside the cage is a black void, seeming to contain nothing—Just as Song Emperor Wang has this thought, a pair of bird eyes suddenly open inside the cage!

Crazy! Chaotic! Extremely evil!

After these terrifying eyes appear, this only dark tailless swallow appears in people’s vision, manifesting its outline in the cage.

Damn it!

Coroner Wang, who has done all sorts of bad things, is also startled.

He only knew that Bian Cheng Wang’s pet must be different from others, but he didn’t expect it to be this fierce!

To be able to raise this kind of extremely evil bird as a pet, what kind of good person can Bian Cheng Wang be? He must usually suppress himself very hard, right? Perhaps he is thirsty when he sees blood, and hungry when he sees meat.

So Bian Cheng Wang’s reason for not allowing other Yama to kill indiscriminately is also explained. He is clearly trying to stop his own evil thoughts!

No wonder he had to slaughter the entire family after killing the crippled You Que. He couldn’t control himself after seeing blood!

He is now more and more curious about Bian Cheng Wang’s true self. Such a bad person is not something that can be shaped by casual experiences. Manufacturing a few extermination cases is far from enough, how could he have slaughtered over a hundred and eighty cities?

As the tailless swallow in the cage opens its eyes, the atmosphere of the entire team becomes sinister.

Equality Wang’s eyes are solemn: “This vice appearance… Could it be the legendary Yan Xiao?”

“It should be.” Yin Guan says casually: “Bian Cheng Wang told me so.”

Equality Wang is silent for a moment.

Yan Xiao, this kind of fierce creature, is born in an extremely harsh environment. It is absolutely not something that can be cultivated by killing one or two people. What exactly has Bian Cheng Wang done?

Usually cold to the point of having almost no emotions, yet his pet manifests such chaotic madness. How contradictory is this person?

Song Emperor Wang says at this time: “One bird above, one bird below, isn’t this just the character ‘Bian’? Truly worthy of being Bian Cheng Wang!”

This joke is too cold, so cold that Coroner Wang’s borrowed body finds it somewhat unbearable, he lowers his head and coughs.

Yin Guan laughs: “This joke is quite funny, you can tell him later.”

Song Emperor Wang immediately shuts his mouth.

The long river has no waves, and human shadows are reflected on the river surface.

The black robes are all like ghosts, one after another, gradually moving away.

The so-called vast land and sea also equally reflect every passing person.

Regardless of whether they are assassins, emperors, or commoners.

Whatever kind of person they are, their reflection in the long river will be that kind.

The entrance to Tai Xu Mountain Gate is hidden in the endless quicksand, little known to the world.

Before the establishment of the Tai Xu Illusion, Tai Xu Sect was also a great sect that fought the demon race for a long time. Xu Yuan even established an undying reputation in the border wilderness, fighting against most of the existing demon lords. After the Tai Xu Illusion was established, the focus of Tai Xu disciples began to shift.

When the Tai Xu Illusion began to be promoted within the present world, for the convenience of Ba Country’s supervision, entrances to Tai Xu Mountain Gate were also added within the control ranges of the six countries.

As long as one holds a jade plaque with supervisory duties, strong cultivators from the six countries can enter Tai Xu Sect land at any time.

Of course, people from non-six countries cannot pass through these portals set in the secret places of Ba Country.

At this time of world alliance, meteors shuttle through the long sky.

Winter Emperor Xie Ai, Iron Country’s long-term secluded True Monarch ancestor Guan Dao Quan, Wei Country’s Dragon Tiger Altar master Dong Fang Shi, Sheng Country’s vice minister Meng Wu Ya, Song Country’s state minister Tu Wei Jian, Yue Country’s former minister Gao Zheng…

One by one famous figures, penetrating the present world, from various directions, all head towards Tai Xu Mountain Gate.

Great Zhuang Emperor Zhuang Gao Xian, wearing his emperor crown and clothes, with a flat heaven crown on his head, walks directly through the high vault, going to the alliance himself. His shadow above the long river also has visible glory.

Of course, there is no need to bring guards, the entire Zhuang Country cannot find an existence stronger than him. In terms of pure ceremonial guards, he is still not qualified to have ceremonial guards in front of the representatives of various overlord countries.

The Tai Xu alliance this time is so crucial, no one will wait for him. Those who are late will be directly refused outside the door and lose the qualification to participate in this feast.

If he really brings a few guards to accompany him, he will still have to drag the guards himself to fly.

Monk Zhao Huai was expelled, old monk Ku Jue was confined, the long river is endless and vast, heaven and earth are broad and boundless.

He has completely thought about what he should do after the Tai Xu alliance. And he will make all his determination. Danger certainly exists, but from this, he can remove his shackles. He is willing to gamble again, to fight once more.

He has sat at the gambling table of fate many times, either winning or losing. Every time he has won the final victory, this time is no exception.

Of course, sometimes some accidents will also occur.

For example, the people of Feng Lin City are not all dead. For example, those not redeemed in the city, Zhu Wei Wo did not see their corpses, only did not know their whereabouts.

For example…

When he was crossing the long river, he actually accidentally met the current lord of Yong Country!

Zhuang Gao Xian’s eyes slightly congeal.

How could he see Han Xu?

His fast-flying figure suddenly stops, and Han Xu, who is approaching, also slows down his steps accordingly.

The Qin people are still black, and the western border all considers black noble.

As the emperor of Yong Country, Han Xu’s crown clothes are black with yellow embroidery, and the mianliu beads are also black beads. While respecting Qin Country’s hegemony, he also retains a bit of the self-esteem of a former strong country.

While Zhuang Country is a Dao-affiliated country, and again takes Yu Jing Mountain as its sect, hence showing nobility with white. At the same time, Zhuang Country is a country established by a former great general of Yong Country who split the territory.

Hence, Zhuang Gao Xian’s emperor crown clothes are white with yellow embroidery, and the mianliu beads are also white beads.

So one black and one white, each with their crown and majesty.

The lords of Zhuang and Yong countries, accidentally meet at the long river!

Thanks to book friend “Huang Dan Xiao” for becoming the alliance master of this book! This is for the 483rd alliance of Hong Xin Xun Tian!

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Wait until the final volume is finished before reading.

I guarantee it will be very wonderful. But I cannot guarantee the update speed. Nor can I rule out the possibility of not being able to update.

Recently I am very tired, and my remaining energy is not much. I will invest it all in the matter of the final volume.

I ask for nothing, only for no disturbance.