The Black Book

"What did you say?"

Liu Ruyan looked at him nervously, fearing that the moody Duke Yu was still thinking about killing people to silence them.

But the feared thing did not happen. The handsome and evil black-clothed boy just chuckled and pursed his lips, shaking his head meaningfully.

"Nothing, let's go."

Holding two curious babies, Zhu Haomiao walked forward and turned the corner. A stunning and magnificent scene suddenly came into view.

The boundless pure white sea of ​​clouds spread to the end of the sight, sometimes lingering like a veil, sometimes surging like waves, like a flowing ink painting.

Looking down at the rolling and wriggling misty ocean, it seemed to stand above the nine heavens, like a dream, giving people an illusion of being out of the world and in a fairyland.

In a trance, Zhu Haomiao understood why those "immortals" in ancient times all lived in seclusion on the top of famous mountains and rivers.

Only such an environment can meet people's imagination of "immortals".

"Wow!"

"Ji~"

The two cute creatures in his arms were still exclaiming, but Zhu Haomiao quickly came back to his senses from the magnificent scenery and observed the surroundings calmly.

The [Shengxiong Hall] built on the top of [Tiandu Peak] is the main altar of the Demon Cult, but due to the area of ​​the top of the mountain, the scale of this building complex is not large.

However, in addition to the scale, the luxury and exquisiteness here are even better than the [Dazhen] Palace.

Wherever you look, delicate reliefs are spread all over every corner.

There are dragons, phoenixes, celestial beings and fairies, auspicious clouds and waves...

Various auspicious reliefs and patterns are lifelike, and the smallest ones are not even as big as rice grains, and you have to get close to see them clearly.

The entire [Shengxiong Hall] building complex is like an exquisite work of art, which makes Zhu Haomiao feel emotional.

Material cultural heritage... it's a pity to destroy it...

Appreciating the beautiful architecture, Zhu Haomiao strolled leisurely. The demon guards along the way were sent away by Liu Ruyan, and several people shuttled through the [Holy Hall] as if no one was around.

Soon, after passing through the backyard with carved beams and painted buildings, several people came to the front yard of the [Holy Hall], and heard noisy noises from a long distance.

On a small square on the top of the mountain, hundreds of heads were crowded.

They were all the leaders and trusted disciples of the major underworld sects. A middle-aged man with a deep and majestic aura sat on a high-backed chair at the head.

Mixed into the crowd, Zhu Haomiao looked around with interest and asked Liu Ruyan beside him in a low voice.

"Is that your master? The leader of the demon sect, Shangguan Yi?"

Looking at the majestic man sitting at the top, Liu Ruyan nodded bitterly.

"Yes."

If her betrayal was discovered by her master, there would be ten thousand tortures in the sect that would make her live a life worse than death.

But the problem is, if she doesn't obey the black-clothed boy, she will die on the spot!

Seemingly seeing Liu Ruyan's worries, Zhu Haomiao smiled and waved his hand.

"You are not needed for the time being, leave."

Liu Ruyan's eyes lit up, she couldn't believe that Li Lin would let her go so easily, and looked at the boy with surprise and suspicion, as if she wanted to see what he was planning.

However, the black-clothed boy's deep and dark eyes were like an ancient well, and there was no clue at all.

Withdrawing her gaze doubtfully, Liu Ruyan took two steps back tentatively, and found that the boy did not stop her, so she took two steps at a time and disappeared in a flash.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao didn't care about Liu Ruyan's departure at all. His attention was all focused on the center of the quarreling crowd, watching with interest a group of underworld giants spitting at each other like street vendors.

The crowd in the small square is clearly divided into different levels. The innermost circle is the leaders of each faction, and only they are qualified to slam the chairs and scold each other.

Behind them are the elders and guests of each faction, and the outermost circle is the core disciples who are brought out to see the world.

[Laziness] The extraordinary power is like a veil covering the body. Zhu Haomiao is mixed in with a group of young disciples. His presence is greatly reduced and he is not noticeable at all. His dark eyes wander around, counting every target.

Not long after, the black-clothed boy raised a smile from the heart and licked his lips subconsciously.

All the wise men have come, the young and the old have gathered, it is worth my effort to make a nest...

In the middle of the crowd, not knowing that the target of discussion is right next to them, a group of people are "kindly" discussing how to kill Yu Guogong Li Lin.

"Why make it so complicated? Just kill him!"

"That's right! A sixteen-year-old boy, no matter how much he brags, is only a third-grade master. As long as we lower our status and attack together, can he withstand the siege of more than a dozen first-grade masters?!"

"Idiot! You know nothing about the horror of the man of destiny! That is a monster born of destiny!"

"You are the idiot. I think you are scared by that little bastard."

"That's right. Some people go back the more they live. If you are afraid, go home and eat your mother's milk!"

"Hu Yong! I have tolerated you for a long time!"

"Ding Haoyu, do you think I am afraid of you? Come and practice if you have the guts!"

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Looking coldly at this group of "heroes" with accumulated grievances, Shangguan Yi, who was sitting at the top, lowered his eyes, and his pupils hidden in the shadows flashed an obscure light.

It had been anticipated that these unruly underworld giants would be difficult to unite, but Shangguan Yi never expected that they would start arguing as soon as they met.

Originally, I thought that under the oppression of the butcher knife of Duke Yu and the Jinyiwei, these people could temporarily put aside their hatred and unite to face the outside world. However, the facts proved that these strong and perverse guys had no sense of "putting the overall situation first".

The knife was about to fall on their necks, but they were still scheming against each other!

Seeing that these people were getting more and more angry, Shangguan Yi slapped the armrest of the chair fiercely.

Pah~

It was like a gavel falling, and the dull and loud sound penetrated people's hearts, shaking their internal organs and making their heads buzzing.

"I invited everyone here to discuss how to deal with the coercion of the court, not to ask you to kill each other."

While whispering faintly, Shangguan Yi glanced around, and a trace of cold light flashed in his calm eyes, which immediately extinguished the anger in everyone's hearts.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. As one of the few top masters of the first rank in the world, when Shangguan Yi spoke, the invisible deterrent power enveloped the whole scene, like a mountain pressing on everyone's heads.

The eyes of the people in the audience suddenly became clear. They glared at their enemies angrily, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yi restrained his momentum and slowed down his expression. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a whisper from the crowd.

"To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country! I think those who oppose the forced killing of Duke Yu are all undercover agents. Maybe they have been secretly colluding with the court and want to sell us out in exchange for wealth and glory!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed slightly, and they looked at each other with a hint of vigilance.