CHAPTER 632: CHAPTER 500: GROWING SUSPICION, THE GHOST EMPEROR’S TRUE FACE IS ACTUALLY...

Underworld Yama Palace, an existence comparable to a nightmare for the countless Martial Artists of the mainland.

Even for Xue Long, an assassin who holds a ranking on the mainland, this is no exception.

Although he ranks eighteenth among the assassins of the mainland, what use is that when the top ten assassins are from Underworld Yama Palace?

Moreover, Underworld Yama Palace has an extremely perverse rule: anyone who dares to injure its people will be pursued by the whole Palace with intent to kill, relentlessly.

Thinking of this unyielding pursuit, Xue Long’s forehead sweats profusely like a gushing waterfall.

In just a moment, this dark and unassuming looking woman in front of him has become a female avatar of death in Xue Long’s eyes.

Xue Long’s face twitches violently as if convulsing.

Ye Lingyue sees Xue Long’s odd reaction and is just about to kindly inform him that she has no relation with Underworld Yama Palace.

But at that moment, a gust of wind arises suddenly.

The wind is fierce, carrying a breath of murderous intent.

No, that is not the sound of the wind, but the terrifying surge of Primordial Power like a tidal wave.

A huge shadow is cast on the ground, and Xue Long can’t help but look up.

Under the sky filled with Primordial Power, a figure stands immobile in the air, steady as a stabilizer.

Xue Long’s alarm clock blasts loudly.

That’s a man, dressed in garb a few shades darker than the night, with an expressionless face and a red scar like a Poisonous Insect, consuming consciousness, fear creeping up from the depths of one’s heart.

Team leader?

Ye Lingyue is shocked, as she was the one who had injured Xue Long just now, but the Emperor intervenes mid-way. Without even lifting a finger, she seems to have been upstaged against her will.

A slight tremor in her heart, she suddenly feels a sense of deja vu, an aura so disdainful of the world, she seems to have seen it on someone else before.

As the Emperor appears, from other directions, Dao Ge Song Jingyun, Yan Jiu Lan Cai’er, and Bo Qing also arrive at the same time.

Each of their weapons stained with blood, Xue Long’s heart sinks to the bottom.

Dead, his tens of subordinates, none survived.

Who the hell are these people!

Xue Long’s gaze slowly sweeps over everyone, finally focusing on the Emperor in the sky, looking down at him.

This man’s strength is very powerful.

So powerful that Xue Long is completely unable to gauge his true capabilities.

"Enough, enough, enough. Today, Xue Long, I’ve been caught off guard and fallen into your hands. But even in death, I won’t make it easy for you." As he speaks, Xue Long suddenly rushes towards Ye Lingyue, and his Primordial Elixir within explodes in an instant, the resplendent Power of Reincarnation bursting out like the morning sun.

The power of a Martial Artist of the Reincarnation Fourth Path, when the Primordial Elixir explodes, one can imagine the might.

Ye Lingyue was the closest to Xue Long just now, and his target is exactly Ye Lingyue.

"Be careful!"

Ye Lingyue could only feel that Xue Long’s body had turned into a powerful gust of wind.

Just as she was about to be turned over onto the ground, a figure stood in front of her.

Then, what she saw were the eyes of the Emperor.

A pair of amber-colored eyes, just like an electric shock, hit her heart.

"Witch..." Before Ye Lingyue could regain her senses, she smelled the scent of blood, and then Emperor’s Slaughter and the others rushed over.

The darkness was finally coming to an end, and calm was restored in the camp.

After taking the Detoxification Pills, a few members of Blood Drink had also regained their Primordial Power, except Dao Ge sustained some injuries while protecting Song Jingyun; the others were mostly fine.

As for why the Emperor and others were able to escape from their predicament so quickly, it was because Emperor’s Slaughter joined forces, effortlessly cutting down most of the assassins like slicing through bamboo.

Among the remaining people, some became the ghosts under Bo Qing’s knife.

After the Ghost Smoke dispersed, Long Baobao and the others were also rescued. This enemy attack incident temporarily came to a close.

Due to saving Ye Lingyue, the Emperor was injured. After Yan Jiu bandaged his wounds, everyone gathered together.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t expect that those people would be assassins," Song Jingyun said with a face full of shame.

"Miss Song, a simple apology is clearly not enough. This time, not only did you delay our journey, but you also caused our team leader to be injured. We must settle this account properly," Yan Jiu said, with a face full of discontent.

If it wasn’t for that foolish woman Song Jingyun, they wouldn’t have had to exhaust themselves over the night.

"What do you want to settle?" Dao Ge’s left arm was also injured, but he knew that this time, they were indeed in the wrong.

"It’s simple. All the points earned from this task will go to us, not just that, in the following month, for every advanced task, we of Emperor’s Slaughter have the priority to choose," Yan Jiu, who became the City Lord of Yan City, was absolutely adept at negotiation.

If he didn’t take advantage of this opportunity to swindle them properly, he wouldn’t be called Yan Jiu.

"Are you saying that you want us to work for nothing?" The rest of Blood Drink were angry.

They were already bleeding points being extorted by Ye Lingyue by tens of thousands, and now even the points for this task were going to "Emperor’s Slaughter"; they would be at a complete loss.

"That’s exactly what I’m saying. Why are you still not convinced? I’d like to ask you, was it not thanks to our Miss Hei Yue that Young Master Long could escape disaster? If it weren’t for her, with her wise foresight, all ten Long Baobao could have turned into buns tossed to a dog, never to return. When the assassin disguised as a little boy tried to assassinate him, where were you?" Yan Jiu’s words were laced with implicit criticism.

The people of Blood Drink were left speechless by the questioning.

Yan Jiu was right; they had almost allowed Long Baobao to meet a tragic fate.

If they couldn’t even protect a child, and if this got out, it would be a substantial blow to the reputation of "Blood Drink."

On the contrary, Ye Lingyue felt somewhat embarrassed; her Deputy Team Leader was praising her like this for the first time ever.

"We don’t want these points," Bo Qing suddenly spoke.

Since last night, Bo Qing had been acting strangely, staring at the Emperor with a deep and terrifying gaze.

Dao Ge had no choice but to swallow his pride.

"Thank you, Miss Hei Yue, as well as the others, for saving the young master and the old servant," Housekeeper Huang said with gratitude.

"Old Sir Huang, there’s no need for thanks. We’ve already discussed it in our team; our escort task ends here. Since you concealed the difficulty level of the task and nearly caused significant casualties, according to the rules of the Mercenary Alliance, we can unilaterally terminate our cooperation," Yan Jiu said, his face ashen as he looked at Housekeeper Huang and Long Baobao with an extremely unfriendly gaze.