Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Chapter 872

Novel: Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Author: The Wooden Feather In The Gale Updated: May 21, 2026

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Shadow Assassin Dong Zhi

“What do you have in mind?” Mu Yu inquired.

“When you can’t win, you can teleport yourself away. Hence, we can raid Third Heaven Palace’s headquarters, blow their kennel up and leg it while they’re still confused.”

“Haha, if it was that easy, Dad would’ve done it when he pinched Walk-in Heart Genesis. That said, you’ve motivated to work out an idea to use it as an offence tool such as for infiltration missions and teleporting a team into places. I’m determined to make the idea work now. We’re going to drop by Pill Cauldron Sect after this.”

“Yeah, let’s go grab a thous-, a mill-, ten million explosion pills to donate to Third Heaven Palace.”

“That… wasn’t quite what I had in mind. I was thinking of studying their teleportation formation so that I can perfect the protective system. I also have to put Elder Helian Kong’s soul item to rest there and maim Shi Dengtian.”

On the fourth night of staking out, Mu Yu noticed the colour of the moon and dark sky matched the sa moon and sky colour on the night Qing Ming ca for his life.

“Finally.” A snow eagle soared across the silver moon, prompting Mu Yu to remark, “A pasqueflower last ti and a snow eagle this ti. Must they always be so flashy?”

Dong Zhi, aning, “Winter has arrived,” demonstrated the inspiration behind his na, dropping the temperature in the village as his snow eagle descended and then started carving off bricks as he flew around. He cloned his snow eagle in two, one focused on Ghost Gate and another at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu teleported away as the snow eagle ploughed through his formations. The snow eagle stretched a long shadow along the ground, linking itself to Mu Yu. A faceless dark silhouette popped up from the shadow and lunged at Mu Yu.

“I don’t like people watching carry out my missions,” stated Dong Zhi.

“I rely want to see Ghost Gate die,” responded Mu Yu, judging Dong Zhi to be a handful if they scrapped.

“You will have your wish.”

The snow eagle rampaging in the village revved up its speed over ti, layering whatever it zipped past in frost.

“Shadow Concealnt Technique lives up to its reputation,” complinted Mu Yu, listening to the grunts in the village die down and catching the pungent whiff of blood.

“What else do you want to see?”

“I’m glad to see them die. I’m just worried you’ll miss one as you did last ti.”

“So I did.”

“You want to kill next?”

“Never do sothing you’re good at for free. I wasn’t paid to kill you.”

Mu Yu’s shadow fell to the ground and returned to normal, Dong Zhi hiding inside Mu Yu’s shadow. The snow eagle returned to Dong Zhi, vanishing into Mu Yu’s shadow. The two snow eagles returned to being one entity, then took off for the moon.

“Dong Zhi is stronger than Qing Ming,” evaluated Xiaoshuai.

“I agree. I actually didn’t want him near ,” Mu Yu responded, peering at the argent ball.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Didn’t you notice no soul energy was left behind after Dong Zhi’s massacre?”

“Well, isn’t Shadow Syndicate Third Heaven Palace’s posse? He must’ve collected the soul energy.”

“I don’t think so. He doesn’t share the sa qi as Third Heaven Palace. I, if nobody else, can’t sense it.”

“We should capture him to interrogate him, in that case!”

“If I do that, I’ll be getting in his employer’s way. Additionally, I’m not confident I can subdue him. If you ask , I’d rather fight Gu Chaofeng.”

“Let’s go check on Ghost Gate’s crew.”

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