Chapter 327: Chapter 326: The Hidden Expert
Although the Wu Emperor’s death had plunged the various tribes of the Witch Clan into sorrow, the Mo Sect had at least been repelled, and the clan’s crisis was averted. anwhile, Ye Fan and Black Fog were rapidly recuperating.
Just then, the Dong Witch Queen arrived. "King of Heaven!" she said.
"Clan Leader!" Ye Fan greeted her. Having taken over from the Wu Emperor, the Dong Witch Queen now possessed an even greater air of dignified stability.
She said, "I haven’t spread the news of the Wu Emperor’s passing. In fact, only we few leaders know about it."
"That’s a wise decision," Ye Fan agreed. He understood her intention. She wanted outsiders to believe the Wu Emperor was not dead but rely in seclusion, even though the truth was bound to co out eventually. By then, however, it would no longer matter.
She then said to Ye Fan, "King of Heaven, you should return. I fear for the safety of the Witch Clan Inheritor. Even though Mo Dianwu is severely injured, no one below the Emperor Level can stop him. He now knows the Inheritor’s identity. If he decides to attack her, wouldn’t she be in grave danger?"
In her view, without Ye Fan present, no one could possibly stop Mo Dianwu.
But at this, both Ye Fan and Black Fog laughed.
The Dong Witch Queen asked, puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"
Ye Fan smiled. "If he really dares to show up at my headquarters looking for Yaoyao, I have a special gift waiting for him. We’ll see if he can handle it."
"What?" The Dong Witch Queen was already confused, and now she was even more so. Shouldn’t he be worried? Why is he laughing so brazenly?
Black Fog explained, "Do you think I’m the only Emperor-level Master in the Heavenly King Hall?"
"There’s another one?" she asked, still baffled.
Ye Fan confird, "That’s right. Not only is he at the Emperor Level, but he also possesses a physique far more terrifying than mine, as well as an overwhelming power. Mo Dianwu couldn’t handle him even at his peak, let alone in his current weakened state. He’s far too arrogant. His hubris leads him to believe the Mo Sect is the strongest and that being at the Emperor Level makes him lawless. He’ll soon learn the aning of despair!"
Ye Fan then turned to Black Fog. "Contact the Heavenly King Hall headquarters imdiately. Tell them to make sure Mo Dianwu doesn’t escape. I want them to bring
his head!"
"Yes, sir!" Black Fog imdiately left to make the arrangents.
The Dong Witch Queen looked at Ye Fan with admiration. "So the King of Heaven was prepared all along!"
Ye Fan smiled. "It never hurts to be prepared. The Heavenly King Hall isn’t what it used to be. In the future, we’ll have even more Emperor Level masters!"
The Dong Witch Queen gasped, but the stronger Ye Fan beca, the happier she was. Not only could he protect the Witch Clan in the future, but his strength also ant she could rest easy knowing the Witch Clan Inheritor was safe with him. If even the King of Heaven couldn’t protect her, the Inheritor would be in danger no matter where she went.
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In Jiangning, Mo Dianwu and his twenty-odd remaining subordinates arrived in a rush. Inside a private courtyard, Mo Dianwu asked, "Have you found that little girl’s whereabouts?"
His subordinate replied, "Sect Leader, we have. The girl is in the Heavenly King Hall, which is the King of Heaven’s main base of operations. Our spies near the Witch Clan have sent word that the King of Heaven has yet to leave."
Mo Dianwu burst into wild laughter. "Excellent! King of Heaven, I’ll start settling the score for that sword strike with your Heavenly King Hall. Everyone, rest up! Tonight, we attack the Heavenly King Hall! We’ll annihilate them, capture the Witch Clan Inheritor, and plunge the King of Heaven into despair!"
"Yes, sir!"
The group was buzzing with excitent, conserving their energy for the night’s battle. This was especially true for Mo Dianwu. In Ye Fan’s absence, he believed the Heavenly King Hall was nothing more than a nest of ants. He intended to make them pay for the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of the Witch Clan. For this, he eagerly awaited nightfall.
Finally, the sky darkened, but Mo Dianwu still hadn’t made a move, and his subordinates were growing impatient. After midnight, Mo Dianwu’s eyes snapped open. He gazed at the bright moon and bellowed, "Move out!"
Thanks to their earlier scouting, they infiltrated the Heavenly King Hall with ease. Relying on his imnse strength, Mo Dianwu charged in boldly, cutting down every opponent he t with a single strike. His subordinates’ spirits soared, as the plan was proceeding far too smoothly.
However, Mo Dianwu soon sensed sothing was amiss. The opponents they encountered were simply too weak. Even if Ye Fan is the only top-tier fighter in the Heavenly King Hall, surely there should be at least a few other experts, right? Yet, these guards were laughably feeble. His instincts told him it was an ambush. But I launched a surprise attack. Even if Ye Fan is in contact with them, how could they possibly know I was coming?
After a mont of hesitation, Mo Dianwu chose to pull back. He couldn’t risk it. Even though there were no masters here and Ye Fan hadn’t returned, he was still injured.
Just then, however, a group of people rushed out.
"Who goes there!" Mo Dianwu barked, only to find they had been surrounded by over a hundred people. Although his subordinates were panicked, the thought of their powerful Sect Leader, Mo Dianwu, gave them courage.
Mo Dianwu sneered, "Trying to ambush ? Too bad for you, you’ve gravely miscalculated."
Just as he was about to attack, several leaders of the Heavenly King Hall stepped forward: Tiancan, Di Que, and Duanlang. Although Duanlang had joined later, his strength was now second only to those at the King Level. His progress could only be described as astonishingly fast.
Di Que taunted, "You old dog from the Mo Sect, did you really think you could wipe out the Heavenly King Hall with a surprise raid? You give yourself too much credit. There’s an old saying in the Divine Land that goes, ’lock the door to beat the dog.’ Now that you’re here, don’t even think of leaving. Close the gates!"
Instantly, the outer gates slamd shut.
Mo Dianwu sized up the n before him and said with disdain, "Just a bunch of ants, and you think you can take
down? You’re all hopelessly out of your league. I’ll show you the power of the Mo Sect Poison Technique! Go! Poison them all!"
Mo Dianwu took the lead, charging toward the three, but they didn’t panic, simply standing their ground.
Suddenly, a figure shot forward with a shout.
CLASH!
The two exchanged a palm strike, and Mo Dianwu was sent flying backward. He crashed into several of his own n, who were instantly blasted into a gory mist.
"Emperor Level!" Mo Dianwu exclaid in shock. Despite his severe injuries, even a peak King Level expert shouldn’t have been his match, yet this man had repelled him with a single blow. It could only be an Emperor-level Master.
Mo Dianwu’s face turned ashen, but he managed to force out a cold question, "Who are you?"
"Who I am doesn’t matter," Nangong bellowed. "You only need to know that I’m the one who’s going to take your life!"
Mo Dianwu stared at Nangong, his shock mounting. There’s another Emperor Level expert hidden in the Heavenly King Hall? This ti, I’ve truly miscalculated.
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