Chapter 886: Chapter 886 [The Return of Thousand Faces]

But fortunately, we repelled the enemy.

Shen Tianfang, who had taken off half of his mask, looked much older, with many more white hairs on his head.

“We blocked them today, but what about tomorrow?” Shen Tianfang sighed long and disappeared unsteadily into the night.

In the distance, a pair of cold eyes had been observing the situation on the battlefield. After everyone left, he also left.

…

In the evening, Ye Chenfeng received a call from the God of Killing, the leader of the Ghost Mercenaries.

“What’s going on with the God of Killing?” That was the first thought that popped into Ye Chenfeng’s mind.

“Miss Shen’s father went out tonight and had a big fight with a master.”

Ye Chenfeng quickly asked, “How’s Uncle Shen?”

“He’s fine. He managed to escape in the end. But Divine King, do you know who the master was?” The God of Killing rarely asked with a chuckle.

Ye Chenfeng was puzzled and couldn’t help but laugh, “Even you are joking now, God of Killing. Quickly tell me who it was. Could it be Jiang Qi, back from the dead?”

“No, to my utmost surprise, it was him. When I realized his identity, I was shocked. He’s an old acquaintance of ours.” The God of Killing’s tone was full of astonishment.

“Stop keeping me in suspense. Hurry up and tell me which old acquaintance. You’ve really piqued my curiosity.” Ye Chenfeng urged, full of impatience.

The God of Killing smiled, “He was using Ancient Yoga! It’s the first time I’ve witnessed someone’s flexibility displayed in a way more terrifying than extreme contortion.”

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes flashed, as if encountering the most frightening thing, his heart sank suddenly, and he asked in a deep voice, “Are you saying this person is Qianmian? How can it be? Isn’t he supposed to be dead?”

“Yes, it’s Qianmian. That’s what I didn’t expect at all. I thought he was long dead. I personally carried his body away back then. But it turns out he’s alive and well in Jiangnan.” The God of Killing said in a trembling voice, “His disguise is really flawless, but in the end, I still identified him when he made a move. I am too familiar with the Ancient Yoga from the last time you fought with him.”

“Ancient Yoga is indeed magical. He must have been in a state of feigned death back then. We couldn’t tell at all. It’s really frustrating!” Ye Chenfeng touched his head.

“Indeed, it’s terrifying to see that he’s still alive. I couldn’t stay calm upon seeing him.” The God of Killing’s voice was filled with uncontrollable shock.

“How did Uncle Shen escape from his hands? I know Qianmian’s strength very well. If he’s still alive, he definitely has some trump cards left.” Ye Chenfeng asked curiously.

“Golden Needle Acupoint Technique, Mr. Shen was fighting for his life. I think he was prepared to die in battle, but in the end, his potential exploded, and he still managed to drive Qianmian away!” said the God of Killing.

Ye Chenfeng was a bit curious, “What exactly is it that Uncle Shen is unwilling to hand over even at the cost of his life, using such an extreme method like the Golden Needle Acupoint Technique?”

“Qianmian didn’t come alone tonight. He had more than a dozen masters with him. By their skills, each one could rank among the top in foreign mercenary organizations. Although they are far inferior to Mr. Shen, having such a batch of terrifying combat power makes this organization intriguing.” The God of Killing said again.

Ye Chenfeng was shocked again, “They are military combat masters? This organization is indeed beyond my imagination as Uncle Shen said.”

“Moreover, Qianmian called Mr. Shen one of the Big Dipper Seven Stars of the Capital City. I don’t know the meaning of this sentence…” The God of Killing added another piece of information.

“Hold on, hold on, I have two questions. First, the Big Dipper Seven Stars?” Ye Chenfeng interrupted the God of Killing and asked.

“Yes, it should have been an organization or a title, right?” The God of Killing said with confusion.

Ye Chenfeng pondered, “Uncle Shen’s identity is a mystery. I’ll investigate when I get back!”

“Okay, I’ll keep an eye on him at all times.”

“Second, what language did Qianmian use? I remember he had a rule, only speaking his mother tongue. As for other languages, he could understand but wouldn’t speak.” Ye Chenfeng continued to ask.

The God of Killing answered without hesitation, “He used the Divine Land language, but maybe that rule is just a disguise for his identity. I always feel Qianmian has never left Jiangnan.”

“If he has always been in Jiangnan, then his only purpose is Uncle Shen. But if he has been lurking in Jiangnan, he hasn’t discovered my existence. Last time, he found out my identity by coincidence. Who could he be? And he’s related to Jiang Qi…” Ye Chenfeng fell into deep thought.

“The key is the organization behind Qianmian. It seems Qianmian’s identity isn’t that high. Having such masters, including military combat masters, I can’t imagine what kind of organization this is.” The God of Killing said.

Ye Chenfeng sneered, “This organization is one I must investigate clearly. Last time, when treating Uncle Shen’s leg injury, I discovered that the technique used on his leg was the same as those Divine Land masters depicted in the Dragon Slaying Plan and those who besieged Asura. Qianmian was the first to injure me in that battle. It’s clear that the organization that destroyed the Dragon Knight Forbidden Army included them or that they held a high proportion.”

“This has made things more exciting. I’m very interested!” The God of Killing’s interest was piqued.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes shot lightning, “I even have a bold guess. The God is the master of this organization, and the God is a Divine Land person!”

“Ah? Doesn’t that mean the Queen and the Emperor of Night might also be related to this organization? After all, they are also from the Divine Land. I remember the Divine King said the Queen betrayed from an organization, which is likely this one!” The God of Killing further speculated.

“The Capital City, a place I will set foot on sooner or later!” Ye Chenfeng said in a deep voice.

The next day.

Under the farewell of Tang Grandmother and others, Ye Chenfeng and Su Hanjing left Tang Sect.

To ensure Su Hanjing’s safety, Tang Grandmother sent several masters. Ye Chenfeng did not refuse.

Halfway there, Ye Chenfeng suddenly called for a stop.

“You take the Young Master and leave first. I’ll catch up later!” Ye Chenfeng instructed.

Eight masters then took Su Hanjing away. Ye Chenfeng believed she wouldn’t be in danger, as those eight were Tang Grandmother’s trusted aides, and this was still within the Tang Sect’s territory, watched by Tang Grandmother.

“Come out!”

Once Ye Chenfeng’s words fell, the sound of clothes flapping in the wind was heard.

It was the four of Heavenly Dragon Nine Extremes plus Meng Xiangyu, five people staring at Ye Chenfeng intently.

“Just you guys?” Ye Chenfeng looked down on them.

“Forbidden God King, you can’t escape today.” Lei Huo seemed somewhat excited.

Ye Chenfeng raised his middle finger and said indifferently, “No offense to anyone, but I just want to say, you are all trash!”