The mist-shrouded terrace just happened to overlook the city's horizon, the brightly lit night sky resembling a sea of stars, with the Imperial Palace, home to the royalty of Ying Province, just below, hidden amidst lush greenery.

It was as if overlooking the multitude of beings.

This was a top-notch luxury residence in Tokyo, just completed this year, and equipped with a special barrier. Only Ascenders with spirituality could glimpse its full view, reaching an astounding height of two hundred meters. It belonged to the You Ying Group of the Dark World, symbolizing not only wealth and status but also absolute power.

"Still haven't found it?"

The old man poured himself a cup of sake and said indifferently.

This was a very old man, his silver hair neatly combed back, his face deeply lined like the rings of a tree, only his eyes deep and sharp, like a lion of the grassland or a wolf of the snowy field.

Jiang Chunyang.

Nowadays, within the Six Major Families, there is a very distinct class hierarchy.

The Jiang Family is at the head, followed by the Zong Family.

Next in line is the Xia Family and the Si Family.

Finally, the Liu Family and the Zhao Family.

Undoubtedly, the Jiang Family is the main family of the Red King, playing a critical role in the Dark World.

And this old man is the most senior member of the Jiang Family, bar none.

Of course, Jiang Chunyang is also the most senior member of the Ascender world, having personally participated in the creation of the Golden Age of human civilization two hundred years ago, and being from the same era as Taiqing and Taihua.

"No."

The Netherworld said, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "Ever since appearing and killing Miyamoto Shosuke, there has been no further sight of her. The young lady should still be in Ying Province, only she felt threatened and is unwilling to show herself."

He laughed, "What, are you anxious as well?"

Jiang Chunyang drank his sake, gazing at the brightly lit night view, and said indifferently, "The existence of The Order of the Hidden does indeed cause a headache. I thought with the means Yan Li left behind, I had cleaned up these little ghosts, but it seems they have still managed to infiltrate the upper echelons, which makes me a bit embarrassed."

"Even Buzhou Mountain is urging us; I've never seen those people so nervous before."

He paused, sighing, "Perhaps it's because the Candle Dragon Venerable failed in ascension and must slumber for three thousand years. For the first time, those people have lost their sense of security, so they are impatient to retrieve this weapon."

"I'm more curious about the young lady's true identity."

The Netherworld shrugged: "If she were an Ancestor, it shouldn't be like this. Could she be a Primordial? It's crazy, luckily in all these years only such a monster was created, otherwise the Ancient God Clan would indeed invade on a grand scale."

Jiang Chunyang suddenly put down his cup.

"What a pity."

His eyes flickered as he said calmly, "I heard your Aunt is critically ill and in the intensive care unit. If the young lady were here, perhaps she could try to kill her and seize the Heavenly Person's Wedge in one stroke."

Like hearing a thunderous roar in silence.

This statement would likely shake the entire Ascender world.

Because since the debut of that Order World's Guardian, in more than four hundred years, no one has ever dared to say such a thing, as she is undoubtedly a pillar of the sky, possessing unimaginable strength.

Even during the peak conflict between Qing and Chi two hundred years ago, no one ever had such an idea about her.

Many in this world want Taihua dead, but no one has ever dared to challenge her directly.

Moreover, in this world, nothing is truly secret. After experiencing the first level of the Qilin Immortal Palace showdown, it was certain that Taihua had indeed pioneered Heavenly Personification, stepping into a brand-new domain of strength.

To go and kill her, and steal the Heavenly Person's Wedge, could only be considered madness.

Even in her critically ill state, such an act would be akin to seeking death.

"Indeed, you are just as crazy as ever; no wonder you could produce a descendant like the King."

The Netherworld shook his head and said, "Back then in the Sea of Eternal Life, I tried to approach, but the Heavenly Person Realm released by Aunt was too dense. Had I entered even in my Evolutionary State, I would have died in an instant. Though both our domains are of demigod level, her Ninth Rank is because there are only nine ranks in total."

"And I am Ninth Rank, simply because I can only be Ninth Rank."

He reminded, "Even if you were to go, at most, you could hold out three more minutes than me?"

Jiang Chunyang slightly raised an eyebrow: "Heavenly Personification is indeed terrifying, especially as the host of the Heavenly Person's Wedge, she stands at the end of history. But if the young lady were here, there might actually be a chance to kill her. After all, her pioneering of Heavenly Personification was too late. Had it been two hundred years earlier, perhaps I wouldn't have wanted to defect from the Order World."

His hand was on the table, rhythmically tapping it.

"How is that plan progressing?"

He suddenly asked.

The Netherworld thought for a moment, "The Think Tank is handling it; the details still need to be executed on the second level of the Qilin Immortal Palace."

The wind chimes on the terrace began to sway as the door was pushed open.

The Think Tank entered, yawning, and sat down beside the round table, pouring himself a drink.

"Think Tank."

The Netherworld was very respectful towards this successor left by the King.

"Here?"

Jiang Chunyang, however, remained expressionless, saying indifferently, "Is everything settled?"

The Think Tank, smiling, said, "Don't talk to me in that tone. I'm not your subordinate. Acting old and wise doesn't work with me; I'm just executing the last wishes left by the King."