Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 1471 - 556: Look, Look! (Part 2)

"So it wasn’t until they headed towards the shore that they noticed sothing amiss. Upon probing, they discovered the underlying mystery.

"Sir... now that they’re about to set off, what should we do?"

The official, after listening, imdiately walked out without a second thought.

While walking, he muttered:

"I ntioned before, according to the tiline, Su Mo should have arrived at Cui Xin Temple.

"Why hasn’t he been seen?

"Turns out there’s a traitor among the Eight Sects.

"But how did Gu Qingsong and Wang Shuai discover this letter?

"How did Fang Rui correspond with Su Mo?

"There’s sothing odd here...

"In any case, I’ll try to persuade them first. If persuasion fails, we’ll discuss further."’

Though the words sound simple, there was much discontent in his heart.

A major event is about to unfold at Cui Xin Temple, yet unexpected incidents keep occurring.

Originally, they thought Su Mo would land on the island. All weapons were ready, waiting to sharpen the knives against Su Mo...

But it was Jiang Lan who showed up.

Interest faded instantly.

Dealing with Jiang Lan wasn’t expected to be a precise task, yet it shouldn’t have been difficult either.

But the battle prolonged without resolution...

Moreover, the dungeon was breached, indicating that Jiang Lan had help when he landed.

Thus, the over three hundred forr mbers of Dark Dragon Hall beca Jiang Lan’s asset.

Leading them to engage in fighting within Cui Xin Temple.

Now, they are clamoring for to et him.

Only a fool would et him!

He’s the Grand Master of Dark Dragon Hall posted at Cui Xin Temple, not one known for divine calculations, but certainly no fool.

Jiang Lan’s intentions are as evident as his movents.

Clearly, he wants to capture , implenting the strategy of offense and defense as per necessity.

Therefore, he definitely won’t show himself, planning to make moves from the shadows instead.

Then the Li Clan threw in a wrench.

Where did such a handwritten letter co from out of the blue?

Why does it match up so perfectly...?

"Wait..."

While walking outward, he scrambled through these ssy thoughts in his mind.

Suddenly, he seed to realize sothing:

"Soone secretly assisted Jiang Lan, breaking the dungeon, rescuing those originally guarding Cui Xin Temple.

"Then there was a handwriting letter from Su Mo that appeared at the Li Clan’s place.

"This... could it be?"

"Su Mo has arrived!?"

Soone next to him blurted out instinctively.

"No!"

The Master of Dark Dragon Hall shook his head decisively:

"A son of wealth does not sit under eaves, Su Mo as the Young Alliance Leader of Nanhai Alliance and Dragon King Hall Master.

"Holding the lives of millions from Nanhai Alliance and Dragon King Hall in his hands.

"How could he personally risk landing on the island?

"Even if his martial arts are unparalleled, his entourage would never allow such a risk.

"But this matter must be related to him.

"Jiang Lan is likely in cahoots with Su Mo, a collusion between rogues.

"On this island adventure, Jiang Lan is in the open, and there’s another in the shadows.

"All our attention has been drawn by Jiang Lan, while soone in the shadows plants evidence against Fang Rui.

"This opened a grand spectacle, just to ensure the Li Clan collapses on its own!

"Such calculated cunning!

"We must act swiftly, we cannot let Wang Shuai and Gu Qingsong act recklessly, or we’ll be falling into the enemy’s trap!!"

"Sir, your wisdom is unmatched!!"

The people beside him quickly flattered.

But the official had no ti for satisfaction, leading his subordinates out from the tunnel, swiftly heading towards the shore using Qinggong.

And when these two left and disappeared from sight.

A group of people appeared from the shadows.

The leader was also a middle-aged man.

Standing with hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of the officials from Dark Dragon Hall, pondering silently.

Beside him, all were White Robed Swordsn of slightly smaller stature.

Among them, only one stood out.

A burly man, extrely robust, with a large box strapped to his back.

Standing solemnly among the White Robed Swordsn, he too gazed afar.

Casually holding a large white stead bun, eating with oil dripping down his lips.

When the middle-aged man returned to reality, he gently waved his hand:

"Kill."

With that single word, the White Robed Swordsn sprang into action.

They rushed into the tunnel behind.

The next mont, although there was silence in the tunnel, there was a faint scent of blood.

At this point, the middle-aged man turned to the lone, motionless, burly man, smiling slightly:

"Sir, please."

"Mm-hmm."

The burly man, mouth full, nodded continuously.

The middle-aged man led the way, the burly man followed behind.

Entering the tunnel, they found bodies neatly arrayed on either side.

These White Robed Swordsn specialized in the Silent Killing Sword.

Striking swiftly and decisively, moving like phantasmal white shadows.

Before realizing the nature of the threat, they were already slain on the spot.

The two proceeded all the way to the depths of the tunnel, where the person previously entrusted with breaking the chanisms by the official was already lying dead.

The middle-aged man glanced at the man beside him, chuckling softly:

"We’ll have to rely on your divine skills, sir."

"You’re too kind."

The burly man nodded:

"We did agree beforehand; I can’t guarantee I can break this chanism."

"Naturally."

The middle-aged man quickly interjected:

"Dark Dragon Hall has been here for years; if it were easy to break, there wouldn’t be anything left for us to do.

"Sir, just do your best."

"That would be good."

The burly man imdiately put down his large box on the ground.

Opening it to reveal various categorized tools in layers.

He casually picked up a small wooden hamr, approached the door, and began tapping and striking.