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While Ling Hao and others were on their way, the headquarters of the Dark Territory Temple arrived.
In one of the medieval-style castle halls, several men and women were sitting upright, having a daily meeting.
The man sitting at the head wearing a skull mask is the Lord of the Dark Temple, the God of Death!
Among the other groups of other people, in addition to several deputy hall owners of the Dark Temple, several elders of the Dark Pavilion.
"Sir Phil, has there been any new information coming from Daxia recently?" Death looked at a man on the left and asked in a deep voice.
"Reply to the Palace Master, not yet!" The deputy palace master named Phil shook his head and seemed to remember something, and continued to speak.
¡°According to the news coming back from Daxia¡¯s capital, representatives from their ancient martial arts community went to the capital two days ago, probably for the heir to the national destiny.¡±
"Really?" Death said calmly: "Do you know the result?"
"There is no result yet. The answer given by Daxia Palace is that it needs time to consider." Phil responded.
What happened just two days ago, the Dark Territory Temple knew about it so quickly, and the information spread really fast!
It¡¯s no wonder that Ling Hao wants to attack various yamen. With so many thieves with different intentions gathered in the hinterland of the capital, chaos will happen sooner or later!
"My Lord, do you think they will finally agree?" Phil continued to ask.
"Haha, don't worry, they will definitely agree!" Death smiled coldly.
After finishing speaking, he looked at the other party and said: "Continue to keep an eye on this matter and report any progress at any time!"
"Copy that!" Phil nodded in response.
"My Lord, it is said that the Western King of Daxia Kingdom killed twenty emperor-level experts in Snow Eagle Kingdom more than a month ago. Is this true?" At this time, a female deputy palace master asked.
"Yeah!" The God of Death nodded slightly: "According to reliable information, he broke through three levels in a row, directly from the Half-Step Battle Emperor to the Great Battle Emperor!"
Hiss!
When several other people heard this, they were surprised at the same time.
With the cultivation level of Emperor Realm, every time he breaks through one level, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. He actually broke through three levels in a row!
So scary? !
"My Lord, King Xi's growth rate is really scary. If he is allowed to grow like this, it will always be a big disaster!" the woman continued.
"Besides, the last time he came to the Dark World, he caused us so much loss, should we just let it go?"
"Haha, how could he just forget about it!" The God of Death snorted coldly: "If it hadn't been for the intervention of people from the guardian world last time, how could he have left the dark world safely!"
"My Lord, what does the guardian realm mean? I feel like many people want to protect Daxia?" Another person asked.
"That was before!" A stern look flashed across the eyes of the God of Death before he looked at the woman again: "Lord Ellie, what's going on at Rakshasa Hall recently?"
"Reporting to the Palace Master, apart from occasional conflicts with some other forces, the Rakshasa Hall has not done much else recently." The woman responded.
"You arrange it, and within three days, the Dark Territory Temple will attack the Rakshasa Hall!" The God of Death continued to explain.
"Huh?" The woman was slightly stunned.
"Master Hall Master, didn't you promise to protect the world last time not to take action against Rakshasa Hall within half a year? If you take action now, will they"
"You don't have to worry about it, just do it!" Death interrupted her.
"Yes!" The woman nodded solemnly.
¡°The goal this time is to capture White Tiger and Blood Rakshasa alive!¡± Death spoke again.
"Does the Lord want to lure Ling Shuai to the dark world?" Phil asked with his eyes widened.
"Well!" The God of Death narrowed his eyes and nodded: "This time, as long as he dares to come, don't even think about going back!"
"Understood!" Several other people nodded at the same time.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Boom! Boom!
At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded, and then an elder from the Dark Territory Temple walked in quickly.
"Why are you so panicked?" Death asked in a deep voice.
"Master of the Hall, according to the news from the brothers outside, nearly two thousand people from Rakshasa Hall are coming to our side!" the old man said slightly hastily.
"What?!" Except for the God of Death, everyone else shouted at the same time.
"Is Rakshasa Hall seeking death?" The woman paused for a moment and then spoke angrily.
"I?I haven't gone to find them yet, but they came to my door automatically. They are really a bunch of people who don't know how to live or die! "
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the God of Death: "Master of the Palace, I will lead people to capture the White Tiger and the Blood Rakshasa!"
"Do you know who is leading the team?" Death did not answer the woman's words, frowned slightly and looked at the old man and asked.
"According to the people below, in addition to White Tiger and Blood Rakshasa, there are about ten other men and women in the group headed by them. The people below do not know them," the old man responded.
"Immediately go and implement it and see if there is the Western King of Great Xia among the leaders!" A stern look flashed in the eyes of the God of Death.
"Copy that!" The old man was stunned for a moment before turning and leaving.
"My Lord, do you suspect that the Western King Lingshuai has come to the Dark World?" Phil looked at the God of Death and asked.
"Nine times out of ten!" the God of Death responded coldly: "Otherwise, it would be impossible for the people from Rakshasa Hall to come to die on their own initiative!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at an old man and said: "Inform all deputy hall masters and elders of the dark pavilion to return to the headquarters!"
"Got it!" The old man nodded and got up and walked to the door.
"Okay, that's the end of today's meeting, let's break up!" The God of Death then looked at the others and stood up to speak.
"If I continue to explain, everyone should brace themselves for me and be on alert!"
"If it is really Xi Wang Lingshuai who leads the team this time, let him stay in this dark world forever today!"
¡°Roger it!¡± Everyone responded in unison.
Two hours later.
Ling Hao led everyone to an empty wasteland in the dark world.
The wilderness is surrounded by mountains on three sides, surrounded by towering trees and strange-shaped rocks. The roars of beasts can be vaguely heard in the surrounding forests.
¡°Brother, right ahead is the home of the Dark Territory Temple!¡± Bai Hu raised his hand and pointed to a huge castle manor a few kilometers away.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded slightly and looked over.
The manor is built against the mountains and occupies a vast area. Preliminary estimates suggest that it covers an area of ??at least 200,000 to 300,000 square meters. It is said to be a manor, but more like a small town.
In the manor, there are hundreds of castles of various sizes and some bungalows.
Around the manor, there are towering walls, and watchtowers tens of meters high are built at regular intervals, with figures flashing in the watchtower.
Not only that, there are also seven or eight watchtowers built in the forest around the wasteland. The people inside were aware of it as soon as Ling Hao and others appeared here.
"This is the headquarters of the Dark Territory Temple. It's huge enough!" Zhuihun couldn't help but ventured.
"Being able to rule the entire dark world should not be underestimated!" Lu Yue responded lightly.
"Brother, do you want to get rid of the people in the watchtower first?" Xuanwu glanced around and then looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"No need!" Ling Hao shook his head: "Let's go and meet them!"
After finishing speaking, he led everyone towards the manor. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com