The master of the Zhi Sha Palace saw this woman appear in the underground bar, and his face changed drastically. He crushed the glass in his hand with a "crack" sound.

The master of the Zhi Sha Palace? When did she target me? I have never had any dealings with the people from the Zhi Sha Palace. Li Xianzong's face showed astonishment as the information about the master of the Zhi Sha Palace automatically appeared in his mind.

A musician by profession, suspected to be at the peak of the Saint realm. She calmly retreated during the encirclement by the Xiahou family not long ago and is currently wanted.

"Uncle Tian, what happened to the destruction of the Chu family? Is she here specifically to find you?" Li Xianzong quietly put his hand in his pocket and held onto the chalk.

"Li Xianzong, you've fucking ruined me!"

Tian Lingling's face turned pale. When he heard the words "destruction of the Chu family," he knew that this woman had come for him. Li Xianzong didn't know when he had been targeted by the other party, but he had followed the clues and found his way here.

"Kid, I'll be responsible for holding her back later. You find a way to escape." Although Tian Lingling wanted to smash Li Xianzong's head, he still made a rational decision.

He was a Level 5 Mist Lord, with the combat power of an evil profession, able to contend with a Level 6 lawful profession. Although the master of the Zhi Sha Palace was at the peak of the Saint realm and couldn't be defeated, it wouldn't be a problem to entangle her for a while.

Moreover, there were still twenty or thirty evil professions here, all of them twisted in nature but powerful in combat. At this moment, the thugs in the underground bar had not yet reacted.

A few men near the stairs whistled with ambiguous expressions and teased, "Little sister, you're dressed so beautifully to come out and play? Tsk, this dress is so nice, it looks like an ancient noblewoman." "Noblewoman, lift up your skirt and let us have a look."

Laughter filled the air. They thought that the girl in the ancient costume and red dress had come to the underground bar for entertainment. The master of the Zhi Sha Palace turned her head and looked at the man who made the teasing remark.

In the next moment, a thin red thread, as thin as a strand of hair, flew out with a piercing howl. The lewd smile froze on the man's face, and then his head slowly slid off his neck.

The red thread wrapped around the head, rolling towards the stairs, leaving a trail of blood, rolling to the hem of the master of the Zhi Sha Palace's skirt.

She lifted her fair and delicate jade foot and stepped on the face of the head, giggling, "Is the underside of my skirt pretty?" The underground bar instantly fell into silence.

Where did this madwoman come from?

This deranged laughter, this decisive and bloodthirsty personality, was even more bloodthirsty than a bewitching demon and more twisted than an illusionist. Tian Lingling shouted, "Everyone, be careful. She is the master of the Zhi Sha Palace, a musician at the peak of the Saint realm. Let's work together to kill her." Everyone stood up with a serious expression, staring at the woman in the red dress at the stairs.

Several men and women who were in the middle of intimate activities stopped, the men separated from the women's bodies, and the women released their legs wrapped around the men's waists. They didn't even have time to put on their clothes before hastily assuming a defensive posture.

So this crazy woman is the master of the Zhi Sha Palace, no wonder.

As native practitioners of Songhai, they naturally knew the name of the master of the Zhi Sha Palace. She was one of the top experts below the Elder level.

"What the fuck, Tian Lingling, I came here to spend money, not to die."

"What are you afraid of? This woman dares to come here, we can kill her with our combined efforts. Below the Dominator level, don't even think about leaving alive." Tian Lingling was also a Saint, and with our assistance, there was no need to fear a crazy woman like her.

The master of the Zhi Sha Palace bent down, dipped her palm in the blood on the head, and lightly wiped it on her silver mask, revealing a beautiful and tragic face.

In the next second, countless thin red threads extended from behind her, like a cluster of blooming red flowers, but also like twisted and terrifying tentacles.

The bartender grabbed a hunting rifle from the drawer of the bar counter and threw it to Tian Lingling in front of the counter. He picked it up and aimed it at the master of the Zhi Sha Palace, pulling the trigger.

"Bang!"

The muzzle sprayed out smoke, and the barrage covered the stairs.

The powerful shotgun shells were easily deflected by the thin red threads that were as thin as strands of hair.

This shot marked the beginning of the melee. The evil practitioners near the private rooms took out their guns, those with props took out their props, and those without anything used their skills and engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

The master of the Zhi Sha Palace raised her snow-white and slender neck, and a beautiful and melodious singing voice came out of her throat.

As the song echoed, the thugs in the underground bar's minds became slightly confused, their killing intent dissipated, their fear soothed, and their mentality became extremely calm.

Musicians could convey emotions through their singing voices and influence the listeners.

The mainstream musicians had three main abilities: hypnosis, soothing, and inspiring.

And experienced musicians could achieve even more delicate operations, such as using a certain song to enhance the emotions contained in the melody and lyrics, causing the listeners to generate corresponding emotions.

The more types of songs, the more methods they had.

In the gap where everyone lost their fighting spirit and was soothed, the red threads behind the master of the Zhi Sha Palace shot out, splitting into two parts. One part attacked the evil practitioners near the private rooms, and the other part attacked Tian Lingling and Li Xianzong in front of the bar counter.

Puff puff puff.Six or seven people were instantly pierced through their heads and hearts by the red threads, dying silently. A illusionist let out a high-pitched scream before dying.

Her voice couldn't compare to the singing voice of the master of the Zhi Sha Palace, but like a small stone, it caused ripples. Tian Lingling, who was desperately resisting the singing, was startled by the mental shock from the illusionist and broke free from the singing.

Li Xianzong suddenly woke up and without hesitation, summoned a filthy and dirty coat that emitted a foul smell and put it on. He closed his eyes and muttered, "You can't hit me, you can't hit me."

The red threads that shot towards him pierced through Li Xianzong's abdomen, thighs, and arms, but the attacks aimed at his head and heart mysteriously separated, some heading towards the ceiling and others falling to the ground.

He was using the third ability of this transcendent-level item - Blessing!

Curses and blessings definitely couldn't shake the master of the Zhi Sha Palace, so he might as well improve his luck a little.

"Hiss"

Li Xianzong's face twitched in pain.

On the other side, Tian Lingling stood still, his muscles swelling and tearing his clothes. With a "slicing" sound, two illusory and not solid arms emerged from his shoulder blades, one holding a long knife and the other a short blade.

He swung the two knives, cutting off the red threads that came flying.

The red threads fell lightly to the ground like red rain.

Tian Lingling was about to wield the two knives and engage in close combat with the master of the Zhi Sha Palace when he saw a woman in a red dress at the staircase. She raised her snow-white wrist and snapped her fingers.

"Snap!"

The severed red threads came back to life and entangled Tian Lingling like tentacles, binding him layer by layer.

The red threads kept shrinking and tightening, slowly cutting open the skin of this level 5 Mist Master. Blood flowed from the fine wounds.

"Master?"

Tian Lingling's expression finally changed.

Level 5 Mist Masters had a signature skill - Bronze Head, Iron Arm.

This skill had established an unrivaled position in the melee domain of the enchantment profession. Tian Lingling was extremely confident in his defense and believed that even if he was at the peak of the Saint level, he couldn't easily break through his defense.

But as soon as they met, his proud steel body was breached by the red threads of the master of the Zhi Sha Palace. When did she become a master? The slaughter instance hadn't even started yet.

Master? Li Xianzong's heart trembled, quickly distancing himself from Tian Lingling and fleeing towards the corner of the bar. At the same time, he took out a piece of chalk from his pocket.

Her real target is Tian Lingling, not me. As long as Tian Lingling can hold this crazy woman back, I can escape.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tian Lingling cut the entangling red threads and fled towards the back door of the bar. In the process, he grabbed a worn-out black pottery jar from his inventory and smashed it on the ground.

In an instant, the space was filled with stacked and distorted illusions.

The body of the master of the Zhi Sha Palace suddenly disintegrated and turned into a red frenzy, rushing into the illusion, chasing after Tian Lingling.

Li Xianzong waited for the opportunity and immediately drew out a butterfly knife, stabbing it into the heart of the evil practitioner.

The bloodthirsty passive ability of the enchantment profession was triggered, and Li Xianzong's pupils lit up with a crimson light as he continuously absorbed the opponent's blood, slowly healing the wound on his neck.

Then, ignoring the terrifying and distorted illusions around him, he quickly crouched down and drew a circle on the ground. A yellowish light curtain descended, enveloping him and making him disappear.

Behind the back door of the bar.

Arms, thighs, and torsos were scattered on the ground, and hot organs mixed with blood flowed out. The master of the Zhi Sha Palace stepped on the bloodstains barefoot, holding Tian Lingling's head in her hand as she pieced his body back together bit by bit.Then, she put on a black cloak emitting a gloomy aura. Instantly, her pupils were filled with a thick, pitch-black power, connecting with the spirit within her remains.

"Spirits of the heavens and earth, tell me, who was the heavenly king that led the massacre of the Chu family twenty-one years ago, and where are the rule-like props of the Chu family?"

She muttered several times, then swallowed the spirit in one gulp.

Official forum.

Li Xianzong attacked Pingtai Hospital, targeting the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

At noon today, a post surged to the top of the official forum, marked in red and pinned.

"According to a reliable senior from the Taiyi Sect, today's attack on Songhai Pingtai Hospital was a carefully planned hunt against the Primordial Heavenly Venerable by the Bishop of the Gu Church, Li Xianzong."

"Fortunately, although the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was seriously injured, he managed to survive. Through this incident, we can analyze the gap in strength between the two sides. According to the senior from the Taiyi Sect, a dense fog shrouded the interior of the hospital, which dissipated in just two minutes."

"But when the colleagues from the Songhai branch found the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, he was already on the brink of death. This shows that Li Xianzong is extremely powerful and should not be taken lightly."

"This attack marks the beginning of the trial for evil professions. Colleagues from all branches, be vigilant for possible ambushes in the near future."

"As for the follow-up between the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and Li Xianzong, this post will be continuously updated. Everyone, please pay attention."

During this period of time, official practitioners from all over were on high alert, but so far, things remained relatively calm. As the post stated, the terrifying event created by Li Xianzong marked the beginning of the trial for the evil camp.

Next, evil professions from all over would definitely be on the move, hunting down their carefully selected targets.

[The future is long: The Primordial Heavenly Venerable can't even defeat Li Xianzong, but he can't even hold on for two minutes. I didn't expect that.]

[The past is bitter: The Primordial Heavenly Venerable still lacks some foundation. Although he is strong at the Transcendent stage, he still has a considerable gap compared to the truly outstanding individuals. This conflict has given us a rough idea of his level.]

[Please call me Queen: Why aren't the two above calling him "Heavenly Venerable" anymore? Don't boost others' morale and diminish your own prestige. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable has only been a Spirit Realm practitioner for a little over a month. Give him another half a year, and he might not lose to Li Xianzong.]

[Little Pig George: I knew he would be targeted by the evil organization, but I didn't expect it to be Li Xianzong. I hope he can survive this turmoil.]

[Jiang Yang: Just to be safe, I think the Primordial Heavenly Venerable should hide and avoid the limelight.]

[Tender Jenny: Old Jiang's habit of being lazy is acting up again. Why hide? Capture Li Xianzong throughout the process, kill him, and claim the bounty.]

On the forum, official practitioners from various regions actively spoke and participated in discussions.

The mid and end of each year were always the liveliest times on the forum, but also the heaviest. Perhaps a colleague who had just made achievements today would die in an attack by an evil profession tomorrow.

In response to Li Xianzong's high-profile attack, official practitioners from various regions were angry but helpless. After all, it was not within their jurisdiction.

At most, they could offer some suggestions, advising the Primordial Heavenly Venerable to lay low and bide his time. Revenge is best served after ten years. Endure the calm for a while, and perhaps he wouldn't even need to take action. In a few days, Li Xianzong would be dead from being surrounded.

Songhai branch, official practitioners from other districts, confidently spoke about hunting down Li Xianzong and the like. Implicitly, they criticized the incompetence of the official practitioners in the Kangyang district.

Underground black market.

The Boxing King led a few team members, patrolling their territory and maintaining order.

A quick look at "pawread dot com" will leave you more fulfilled.

The Spirit Realm practitioners in Songhai were not frightened by the confrontation between the factions. On the contrary, their frequency of visiting the black market increased.

On one hand, it was a critical period where intelligence and information became particularly important. On the other hand, whenever this time came, the underground black market would experience a surge in gambling.

Gambling was a human flaw.

One of the team members by the side of the Boxing King frequently glanced at the gambling table and whispered, "Boss, the odds for the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and Li Xianzong have reached 1:20. You just came back from a meeting today, so you should have some information. What do you think if I bet on him winning?"

The Boxing King glanced at him and said, "You can bet on a 'draw,' but don't bet on the Primordial Heavenly Venerable winning."

The few followers behind him immediately understood that the post on the forum was telling the truth.

The night was deep, and the Huayu Hotel.

In the presidential suite, Xie Lingxi sat by the balcony, frowning as she repeatedly refreshed the official forum of the Five Elements Alliance. Her female assistant stood by her side and reported, "We have already inquired with the second team in the Kangyang district. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable is recuperating at home and is not seriously injured. However, it is said that when the officials found him, he was already on the brink of death."

"If you care about the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, why don't you call him yourself?" Xie Lingxi said impatiently.

"You've never been in love, so I won't bother explaining it to you."

"You're no different," the female assistant retorted coldly, feeling dissatisfied.Xie Lingxi frowned slightly, "If the post isn't exaggerating, the gap between Brother Yuanqing and Li Xianzong is indeed significant. Alas, he's in danger this time. It's best for him to lay low."

The female assistant said, "After all, he's a talent cultivated by the Bishop of Soldiers, a standout in the Transcendent stage." Xie Lingxi closed her laptop, looked at her assistant, and said:

"My father previously told me to observe Brother Yuanqing more. Now that this has happened, he hasn't contacted me. Hmm, he must have secretly contacted you today, what did he say?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, then truthfully reported, "He didn't say much. The family head asked me to keep an eye on you, to avoid contact with Yuanqing. He probably wants to see if he can survive."

"I see, we must be cautious with investments. He's always been like this." Xie Lingxi pouted. But I have my own style.

She picked up her phone and sent a sweet voice message, "Brother Yuanqing, can you come to the hotel tomorrow? I want to treat you to a meal."

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, feigning sleep, his mental power settled within his body, mobilizing the power of Taiyin, slowly nourishing Xiaodoubi.

His complexion was a bit sallow, like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Even though the Night Wanderer had a strong vitality, it would take two more days to fully recover. While he was nurturing Xiaodoubi, he was also reviewing the day's battle.

Over and over again.

"No matter how I respond, I have no chance of winning. Without the red dancing shoes, there's a level gap. Using the red veil to scare off the opponent is the least risky response."

"But I only have one use of the red veil left, and Li Xianzong has a 'teleportation' tool. He's not like 'Unrestrained', if he attacks one or two more times, I'm done for."

"I must level up to 3 as soon as possible..."

It was impossible not to be disheartened after being defeated by Li Xianzong. Although his level was higher, they were about the same age and both in the Transcendent stage.

Consoling himself with the short time he had been a Spirit Realm walker seemed somewhat self-deceptive. Not only was he seriously injured today, but Xiaodoubi also nearly lost his soul.

He must take revenge for this, but thinking about the gap in their combat power, Zhang Yuanqing felt a bit disheartened and powerless. At this moment, light footsteps came from outside the door.

Just by the footsteps, he knew it was his aunt.

PS: I'll correct any typos later.

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