In the tallest building of Heavenly Dragon City.
Mr. Long stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.
Standing behind him were Yin Rulong and a few others.
"Mr. Long, at this point we’re completely exposed! Everyone thinks we’ve grasped the Secret Land’s secrets, I’d wager quite a few people are going to co knocking!"
Yin Rulong couldn’t help saying.
Mr. Long gave a cold laugh. "Heavenly Dragon City will temporarily vanish from this world."
"Mr. Long, you an..."
Yin Rulong and the others were shocked.
...
Outside, countless people ca looking for Heavenly Dragon City.
But a colossal question arose: Heavenly Dragon City had actually disappeared.
"Impossible! Heavenly Dragon City was clearly right here!"
The bizarre disappearance of Heavenly Dragon City instantly beca a mystery.
Even those in the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion who were skilled in chanisms and secret techniques couldn’t find it; Heavenly Dragon City was like a mirage.
It had actually vanished from this world; it was simply inconceivable.
Inside Heavenly Dragon City.
"Mr. Long, what should we do now? At this point the only ones who know the inside story are Zhuo Feiyang and that mysterious person, but they’re under the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion’s control."
Yin Rulong and the others asked.
Mr. Long’s eyes were calm as still water as he said blandly, "I believe what they said is true. Inside, they ran into an irresistible force."
Suddenly, two sharp beams of light shot out from Mr. Long’s eyes. "So I’m going into the Secret Land to find out for myself."
"What?"
Everyone trembled in shock.
Ever since the incident, the Secret Land had been sealed off by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.
But today, a figure slipped through all defenses and arrived at the depths of the Secret Land.
Mr. Long quickly found the entrance; after stepping into the sun pattern he too arrived at the huge pit.
"It’s said the Divine Clan that lived here vanished under strange circumstances, and it’s directly related to this place."
"Hm? So the tens of thousands of high monks of the Thousand Buddha Nation all passed away in ditation here. Looks like the rumors were true!"
Mr. Long was repeatedly surprised.
He reached the bottom of the pit; the bottom had beco circular steps, curving inward.
The Bronze Ancient Coffin and the Divine Platform had long since disappeared.
"The Yin-Yang Divine Demon is already dead, but I can’t sense the slightest trace of Fu Huangtian or Young Master Zhao. Where did they go?"
Mr. Long was shocked.
The next instant, Mr. Long frowned and said coldly, "Co out. I’ve been aware of you for a long ti."
"Swish!"
With a soft sound, a cluster of black shadow appeared out of thin air.
In the end the shadow slowly took shape into a man in a tight purple combat outfit, a cloak draped over his back, purple hair flying, wearing half a blue soft-armor mask.
"As expected of the forr number one genius of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, Duan Wudao—you actually detected . In the Divine Land, you should rank first; even Feng Wuqing probably isn’t your match."
The man let out a cold laugh.
Mr. Long was slightly dazed, then said, "So you even know who I really am. Let guess your identity. Are you from the World’s End or under God? Judging from your looks, you should be the God of Killing, Blade of the Undead, ranked second on the World’s Supre List. You’re the true number one Assassin."
"Mr. Duan, your eyesight is impressive as expected. But you’re wrong. I’m from the Dark Council."
The God of Killing said flatly.
Mr. Long’s expression shifted. "So the Dark Council has co out into the open."
"No. The Dark Council has always existed in this world. Even the Supre List is issued by the Dark Council."
The God of Killing shook his head.
Sothing occurred to Mr. Long; a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes as he couldn’t help asking, "Could it be that you followed Young Master Zhao and the others inside?"
"That’s right. I’ve been tailing Young Master Zhao and his group the whole ti."
The God of Killing said.
Mr. Long said mildly, "Looks like they never noticed you."
"Honestly, the situation back then was chaotic. The aura of the high monks in the surrounding stone caves gave the perfect cover."
Mr. Long imdiately said, "I get it now. But since you were here the whole ti, you must be clear on everything that happened."
"Of course. No harm in telling you. Your subordinates, the Yin-Yang Divine Demon, were killed by Young Master Zhao, and Fu Huangtian was sucked into the Bronze Ancient Coffin. They really were loyal."
Mr. Long’s heart tightened; he couldn’t help asking, "What about Young Master Zhao?"
"Young Master Zhao opened the Bronze Ancient Coffin himself and went in. I don’t know what that place is either."
The God of Killing shook his head, looking helpless.
"So you’ve been here waiting for Young Master Zhao to co out."
The God of Killing nodded. "Yes. Unfortunately, after the Bronze Ancient Coffin vanished, it never reappeared. On this matter, Mr. Duan, what’s your take?"
Mr. Long was silent for a mont before saying, "According to the ancient records of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, there are two possibilities. First, the Earth Axis connects to another world, which holds endless resources and the most powerful force. Second, the Earth Axis is a Formation, and this Formation has heaven-defying effects such as raising the dead. There’s even a partial diagram of this Formation."
Duan Wudao didn’t shy away and laid out everything he knew.
"That’s basically the sa as what’s recorded by the Dark Council. But judging from my observations on-site, the other end of the Bronze Ancient Coffin should connect to a world."
The God of Killing slowly explained.
A hint of regret flashed across Duan Wudao’s face; had he known, he would have co in person.
"So what does Mr. Duan propose now?"
The God of Killing asked.
"We leave for now. God and the people from the World’s End will definitely co here, maybe even the Land of the Gods will intervene."
Duan Wudao said.
The God of Killing nodded. "That’s exactly what I was thinking. I already know how to get out of here."
The two top experts then left the Secret Land.
But a short while later, Duan Wudao ca back.
He reentered the Secret Land.
"Since this place was built by Li Chunfeng, it definitely won’t be that simple. The Dark Council still knows far too little."
Duan Wudao’s lips curled into a faint smile.
...
In one branch altar of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.
The Sect Masters of the Qiankun Six Paths were all present, with various high-level mbers seated below.
"The one who arranged all of this turned out to be Mr. Long. The key is he actually knows everything about our Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. What exactly is his identity?"
Soone asked in puzzlent.
"Mr. Long truly exceeded our expectations. Especially since he’s familiar with the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion’s chanism wards."
Mo Yunsheng said gravely, "Let’s hope it’s not him."
"You an that traitor Duan Wudao?"
The Sect Master of Hungry Ghost Path asked.
The Sect Master of Asura Path nodded. "Right now, the possibility that it’s Duan Wudao is very high. What’s more, it just occurred to that the Yin-Yang Divine Demon are still alive and even serve under Mr. Long. Do you rember who was the one who finally eradicated the Yin-Yang Divine Demon back then?"
"Duan Wudao!"
Everyone spoke in unison, looking at each other, faces full of shock; Li Chu’s expression was particularly astonished.
"Mr. Long is Duan Wudao."
Mo Yunsheng had already nailed the matter shut.
"That’s right. Duan Wudao has a rough idea what’s inside the Secret Land, so it has to be him."
Soone chid in.
Ever since Ye Chenfeng entered the Bronze Ancient Coffin, he had fallen into a dream, a very long dream. When his consciousness finally cleared, he couldn’t rember anything.
"Right, I entered the Bronze Ancient Coffin, didn’t I? What’s my situation now—am I alive or dead?"
Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself, struggling to open his eyelids.
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