Mu Lin Yuan and the other three remained silent, sighing. They seed sowhat dazed.
Yin Shen Palace’s eyes flashed as he said: "However, now the focus is on the Yemo Sect. Our Yixin Sect’s restrictions should soon be lifted."
Mu Lin Yuan said utterly speechless: "...Such a situation was wrought by Yemo’s painstaking efforts, and the early lifting of the restrictions by Yixin Sect can even be considered Yemo’s credit. Yet, as soon as the restrictions were lifted, Sect Leader, you imdiately went to deal with Yemo... this, this, this..."
Yin Shen Palace angrily said: "What do you an by deal with? This is a trial! A trial! Is that little brat even worth ’dealing with’?"
As he spoke, Yin Shen Palace suddenly rembered the final ceremony of the Cultivating Gu to Beco a God plan.
In front of everyone, Yemo refused the Space Ring and asked for the Divine Power Essence, fearing that sothing might go wrong.
He could not help but feel a touch of softness in his heart, sighed, and said: "Rest assured, I will be asured. But, he must not be allowed to leave the Guardian’s n unhard! That is the bottom line!"
The three of Mu Lin Yuan agreed weakly, all sowhat reluctant to speak.
They even had the feeling of ’not wanting to see Yin Shen Palace’s face’.
Yin Shen Palace also felt sowhat awkward.
After all, plotting against one’s disciple isn’t exactly a glorious thing.
So he got up to talk to Lord i about lifting the Yixin Sect’s restrictions.
"Today’s events must not be disclosed to Yemo."
"Yes..." they replied weakly.
...
Two days later...
The Yemo Sect’s Headquarters.
Hai Wuliang looked at his Four Great Guardians and four elders, and said sinisterly: "You will act separately, leave at full speed, and if there is a battle, then break through with all your might."
"Yes, Sect Leader."
"After leaving, find another place to hide and wait for my call."
"Yes, Sect Leader!"
"Go."
The eight of them flew off.
Then Hai Wuliang pulled out the Communication Jade to communicate with the Five Spirits Gu.
His face was very calm, and his eyes were also calm, just coldly smiling, silently watching the ssages above.
Still filled with nurous curses.
And orders from the Southeast Headquarters demanding he report imdiately.
Additionally, there was a hidden letter: "The Southeast Headquarters has already dispatched the Law Enforcent Team to arrest you."
This ssage completely ignited Hai Wuliang’s gaze.
"Arrest !"
Hai Wuliang coldly looked at this ssage and suddenly began to laugh silently.
"Not just the Southeast Headquarters, I fear even those from the Headquarters Shi Family have dispatched experts down here, wanting to kill ? Hehe..."
Hai Wuliang laughed silently.
His expression gradually twisted into ferocity.
"Finished, just like that, it’s all over. Thousands of years of effort, hundreds of years of scheming, all reduced to nothing."
"The wrath of thousands of families, the headquarters cannot withstand it just for a small Yemo Sect Leader like ."
"So this ti, even if I can prove my innocence, there’s no chance left. Abandoning one Hai Wuliang to quell the anger of thousands of families... it is inevitable."
Hai Wuliang murmured.
As a sect master, a superior.
He was painfully aware of the thoughts of those above him.
Abandoning him was a certainty that required no consideration.
If he were the Southeast Headquarters’ Chief, perhaps the headquarters would stand for him. But that’s just a perhaps.
But he’s not!
If he truly ended up at the Southeast Headquarters or the Weiwo Sect Headquarters, then he’d be dood for sure!
"Yin Shen Palace, this cut of yours is really damn ruthless!"
Hai Wuliang gnashed his teeth.
He blankly stared at the Yemo Sect Headquarters that he had worked for his entire life to build.
"If I die, whose would the Yemo Sect beco? Who would benefit?"
Thinking this way, his face suddenly twisted.
Then he turned back to the Yemo Sect Headquarters.
In the dark night, Hai Wuliang’s shadow was like a ghost, flitting in and out at the Yemo Sect Headquarters.
Countless dicine powders were scattered into every water source.
"The fruits of my hundreds of years of toil, Hai Wuliang’s ticulously built success, cannot be easily picked by others."
"If there were other calls, perhaps. But now... hehe, you all go ahead and wait for . This is my Yemo Sect!"
"Mine, Hai Wuliang’s!"
The night was deep.
Hai Wuliang had scattered powder into all water sources three tis, then he held the Communication Jade in hand, waiting calmly.
Outside, is it safe? The eight who left, in eight directions, if they’re all safe, then...
Late at night.
One of the eight who left sent back a ssage: "Sect Leader, outside there was an ambush. I fled desperately and was severely injured..."
Hai Wuliang’s eyes carried coldness.
"Sure enough, there was an ambush!"
He imdiately sent ssages to the other seven, but received no response.
"As expected, they were all killed."
Hai Wuliang’s eyes were deeply contemplative, unclear of his thoughts.
"The current ambush isn’t from the Main Sect’s people, nor the Southeast Headquarters. According to timing, those two groups couldn’t arrive this fast. So it should be the Guardian’s people? All eight directions were sealed?"
"Hehehe... having served the Weiwo Sect faithfully all my life, it too wants dead, and the Guardian as well. Hahaha... hahahaha... I, Hai Wuliang, reaching such a point, is also legendary."
He murmured, chuckling coldly, dressed entirely in black, suddenly billowing even without wind. Yet an aura of desperate hysteria quietly spread.
Dawn broke, the Yemo Sect Headquarters started its daily routine and cooking.
Smoke rose.
With no expression on his face, Hai Wuliang stood in the air at an upwind position, hands releasing sheet after sheet of poisonous smoke, continuously rising and blending into the valley’s air, into the cooking smoke...
He feared... the poisons wouldn’t be enough.
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