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"On this trip, I did make some major discoveries. The place where the
"An underground cavern? Cave dwellers and dark elves?" Nie Li furrowed his brows slightly. Cave dwellers were a type of humanoid creature that lived hidden underground year-round. Their eyes had gone completely blind and were no longer of any use. Like humans, they possessed their own unique language, and Nie Li was somewhat familiar with it. As for dark elves, they were also humanoid creatures, skilled in various dark magic, forever lurking in the shadows—born assassins.
Nie Li had originally assumed the Dark Guild was merely hiding in some mountain valley, but he never expected them to be concealed within such a vast underground world. He was filled with curiosity about that subterranean realm.
"Deal with the Sacred Family and the Dark Guild's branch first, then go take a look down there!" Nie Li thought to himself.
He wondered what kind of person the
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The Sacred Family.
"Brother, word came from
"Are you sure Ye Han isn't lying? Could that kid be a spy sent by Ye Zong?" Shen Hong paced back and forth, frowning. Ye Zong poisoned to death, just like that? He had always felt that Ye Zong wouldn't die so easily!
"He shouldn't be lying. We have plenty of evidence against that kid Ye Han—he wouldn't dare deceive us. That night, the City Lord's Mansion was lit up like day.
"Mm. If he killed guards, then it's almost certainly true." Shen Hong nodded. Ye Zong was the type to put on a show of benevolence, too soft-hearted to use guards' lives as a pretense. What Ye Han said was most likely true. "Word from the City Lord's Mansion is that Ye Zong is recuperating from illness. They're probably still covering up the news of his sudden death to prevent panic. But the City Lord's Mansion previously announced that in nine days, they would summon all the powerful cultivators from every major family. By then, the news of Ye Zong's death will likely be impossible to hide!"
"Ye Zong, you and I fought for so many years, and in the end, I am the true winner!" Shen Hong laughed boisterously, utterly arrogant.
"Congratulations, brother." A charming smile crept across Shen Xiu's face as she asked, "About the gathering in nine days—should we attend or not?"
"Attend. Of course we'll attend. How could we possibly miss such a wonderful moment?" Shen Hong said with a cold sneer.
"What about Ye Han?" Shen Xiu thought for a moment and asked.
"Arrange for him to leave the city and have the Dark Guild's people pick him up!" Shen Hong considered and said. Ye Han had originally outlived his usefulness, but his cultivation talent was decent enough, and he had become a mortal enemy of the Wind Snow Family. Keeping him around wouldn't hurt!
"Alright, I'll arrange it right away." Shen Xiu nodded immediately.
In Ye Ziyun's villa, Nie Li sat peacefully cross-legged on a stone, condensing his Soul Power. He constantly reflected on his past and present lives. In his previous life, he had feared this and that, hiding and running. Although he had eventually cultivated to an extremely high realm, his life had been such a failure.
His loved ones and friends were killed. By the time he had mastered his abilities, he could no longer even find his enemies. When he had wanted to live a peaceful life, he found himself utterly alone, the emptiness around him so suffocating that even a scream would choke. In that final battle against the Sacred Emperor, Nie Li watched helplessly as countless people were slaughtered, powerless to change anything.
In the end, he died. Though unwilling, it was also a release.
Until his death, Nie Li never understood what his previous life had been lived for. When he woke up, he found himself brought to this life by the Book of Time-Space Demon Spirit.
In this life, Nie Li would no longer tread as cautiously as before. By cultivating the Heavenly Dao Divine Art, he was determined to press forward fearlessly until he reached the pinnacle of martial cultivation.
Nie Li continuously absorbed the essence of the Crimson Blood Crystals, quickly reaching the peak of Gold Two Star and steadily advancing toward Gold Three Star.
The Crimson Blood Crystals were treasures so rare that even Legendary powerhouses coveted them. Ordinary Gold-tier warriors didn't dare use too many because they couldn't refine them, but Nie Li had no such reservations. Massive amounts of Soul Power surged into his Soul Sea, continuously nourishing the vine that had taken physical form, making it thicker and sturdier. At the same time, he nurtured the Shadow Demon Spirit and the Tiger Fang Panda, causing both to undergo dramatic transformations.
A powerful aura emanated from Nie Li's body, swirling around him in an intense vortex.
At that moment, in another part of the garden,
Yet he felt a trace of pressure from Nie Li. All along, in his heart, Nie Li was an incredibly mysterious person—though younger than him, he seemed to know everything about everything. At the same time, dragon blood flowed through his veins, giving him exceptionally sharp perception. That surging dragon blood told him that Nie Li's strength far surpassed his imagination. Beyond gratitude, he was wholeheartedly willing to follow Nie Li, for Nie Li was like the sun—illuminating and guiding him, never letting him feel lost or afraid.