Chapter 68: The Fateful Encounter of Bai Haochen and Saint Caier

Their group entered the Holy City.

The Holy City was the headquarters of the Temple Alliance.

This city had only begun to be gradually constructed after the founding of the Temple Alliance and served as the central hub of the organization.

Within the Temple Alliance, there were no nations— the Alliance itself functioned as the highest governing body, jointly administered by the six great temples. Each temple stationed a ninth-rank powerhouse here, who gathered to deliberate on all actions against the Demonic Clan as well as internal management of the Alliance.

Cain swiftly raised his right palm and struck downward, while his left hand, in a strange maneuver, gripped the tip of his heavy sword and pulled it horizontally inward, aiming to crash the blade into the dark elf’s waist and abdomen. The heavy swordsman’s change of tactic was lightning-fast, and his battle aura was contained and concealed, making it impossible for the dark elf to discern whether his next attack would be with sword or fist.

Although Chu Xuhua longed to take those exquisitely crafted automata with him, they were simply too large and inconvenient to transport. Otherwise, how could he have borne to leave them behind in that stone chamber?

Mu Mu curled his lips in a satisfied smile. No wonder You always said he could easily frame him— so it was true? With just a casual effort, he could condemn him to a capital sentence. Wasn’t this truly a debt of mercy, as high as heaven and as deep as the earth, for sparing his life?

What rotten luck, running into the undead! The soldier spat fiercely, convinced he must have been dreaming just now— how else could such a thing happen in broad daylight? He forced a fawning smile; it was the most basic survival skill before his superiors, though deep down he wished he could kill that bastard.

With that, Hou Leng waved his hand. Instantly, three gusts of wind swept in, forming a wedge as they positioned themselves behind Lu Qingyu, joining Hou Leng and the others to encircle him.

Meanwhile, Wu Nine-Fingers and Wu Hanyan held the line, locked in fierce combat with two other Daoists. For a time, heaven and earth seemed to shudder, chaos reigned, and various magical treasures shone in the sky, while countless creatures nearby suffered calamity.

Though the training was brutally harsh, and every day he was beaten to the ground hundreds of times with a heavy sword by the instructor, the heavy swordsman gritted his teeth and persevered, gradually sensing his own rapid progress. In just three months, he succeeded in cultivating battle aura and stepped into the ranks of a sixth-level swordsman.

“Jackbus, if you still consider yourself a true warrior, let the civilians in the city leave! That is my only request!” Knowing his strength was far inferior to his opponent’s, Roland’s face flushed red, yet he still drew himself up and loudly rebuked him.

Taken aback, Mido saw Yu Han’s familiar face suddenly glance at him with contempt, a mocking expression flitting across his features. Having done this, Yu Han closed his eyes once more, and the vessel inside slipped back into the endless cycle of black mist and liquid battling for dominance, as if the previous moment had never happened.

At that moment, Luo Peng and his companions had already found Lin Tian safely. Now, they dared not exchange a single word.

Feng Ya was startled as Ling Aoxue gave him a shove. He turned around in surprise to see her. “Why are you here?” he exclaimed, amazed— how had he failed to notice her presence until now?

Beyond the elaborate ambushes set at Famous Sword Manor, they had also laid a trap here in Si City, awaiting Yaohua’s arrival. If they could eliminate Yaohua here, all the better. And once Yaohua was removed, the next target would be Wuyun. They were determined to eradicate the Demonic Palace, uprooting it entirely.

On the first floor, all the robbers had been captured, and the two injured security guards had already been taken to the hospital by ambulance. When the police entered, they saw all the robbers had their legs broken.

“I’ve already let you vent your anger just now,” he said, implying that throwing Ming Min toward Yaohua and allowing Yaohua to shoot that arrow was all for this purpose. Deliberately stunning Tang Yu from a distance was part of the plan too— what happened to Ming Min after this was of no concern.