Chapter 1952: A Clean Sweep!

"My lord, why have you summoned us back? What important matter is there?"

"Indeed, it's unprecedented for so many of us to gather at the Nine Xu branch!"

...

Everyone spoke at once, clearly puzzled by Ying Feng's move.

Although the Nine Xu branch was an inconspicuous place, its strength was enough to sweep through a high-level imperial capital.

Usually, these people were scattered across different locations.

Summoning them all at once naturally aroused everyone's curiosity.

Ying Feng waved his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down, then slowly said, "Summoning you all here is naturally because there's a major matter to handle..."

Ying Feng explained the situation with Tianying, and everyone was greatly shocked upon hearing it.

"A mere imperial city actually has such formidable strength?"

"Really? He's just a minor Divine Realm cultivator; would the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion send so many experts to protect him?"

"You don't understand a thing! Ye Yuan is now the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion's cash cow; it's only natural they'd send more people to protect him."

...

While this small underground chamber was plotting against Tianying Imperial City, in the city lord's mansion of Nine Xu Imperial Capital, Yu Wenfeng was cautiously dealing with the deep, somber middle-aged man before him.

The middle-aged man was named Duan Yi, the pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion in the Five Empyrean Imperial Capital, a super-strong expert at the ninth level of the True God realm.

"Um... Lord Duan, what exactly is the secret in that small inn?" Yu Wenfeng couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Duan Yi sat upright, gently sipping fragrant tea, a look of lingering aftertaste on his face.

"City Lord Yu, your ability to hold back until now to ask is somewhat unexpected to me. Duan is not unwilling to tell you, but I'm afraid it might frighten you. Do you truly wish to know?" Duan Yi said with a light laugh.

Yu Wenfeng's pupils contracted. He had long suspected that the small inn in the city was unusual. For a great expert at the ninth level of the True God realm to personally station himself in the city lord's mansion, how could this matter be simple?

Moreover, the city lord's mansion now housed no fewer than twenty True God realm experts at the mid to late stages.

Such a terrifying lineup had kept Yu Wenfeng from sleeping well for days.

He was immensely shocked, for these twenty-plus True God realm experts did not belong to the same force.

For instance, Duan Yi was the pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion in the Five Empyrean Imperial Capital, which governed the Nine Xu Imperial Capital, while others came from imperial capitals or some high-level imperial capitals.

Some were even experts from other Heavenly Emperor dojos.

But who could bring these people together here?

A Heavenly Venerate?

Even a Heavenly Venerate expert couldn't mobilize so many True God experts from different places!

Who had such great influence?

Yu Wenfeng was filled with curiosity; these days had been torturous for him.

These people had quietly infiltrated the city lord's mansion without alarming anyone.

Now, only he in the entire mansion knew their origins.

Looking at Duan Yi, Yu Wenfeng nodded firmly and said, "Please enlighten me, Lord Duan!"

Duan Yi took another sip of tea and smiled, "Actually, that small inn is a branch of the Soul Death Sect! If I'm not mistaken, there are probably no fewer than ten True God realm experts at the mid stage or above in that inn right now!"

Smack!

Yu Wenfeng shuddered, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

His face instantly turned pale, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

The Soul Death Sect was a name that struck fear into everyone.

And this terrifying force actually had such a powerful branch under his jurisdiction!

How many years had they been there?

Under his watch, how many people had they assassinated, how many forces had they destroyed?

Yu Wenfeng's mind was in turmoil, a wave of terror washing over him.

"But... Lord Duan, wouldn't the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion be unwilling to oppose the Soul Death Sect?" Yu Wenfeng asked doubtfully.

Duan Yi smiled, "Our Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is in business; as long as there's enough profit, it's naturally worth our while. Besides, such a notorious force deserves to be wiped out by all."

Yu Wenfeng was inwardly shocked, becoming even more curious about the person behind this operation.

Just then, a figure quietly appeared in the great hall.

"Lord Duan Yi, the Soul Death Sect has made its move!" The newcomer bowed to Duan Yi.

Yu Wenfeng trembled all over, suddenly realizing that a large-scale battle among True God experts was about to begin.

Duan Yi unhurriedly took a sip of tea, slowly rose, and said, "Call everyone. This Soul Death Sect's Nine Xu branch has been causing trouble for years; it's time for it to be destroyed."

...

The Soul Death Sect members left the city and tore off their disguises.

Ying Feng instructed, "Keep a low profile along the way; don't alert the enemy. Once we reach Tianying Imperial City, we'll infiltrate first and wait for the right moment to act, understood?"

"Yes, Lord Ying Feng!"

The group acknowledged and shot into the sky one after another.

But they didn't know that every move they made was being watched.

And ahead of them lay an earth-shattering ambush.

As the group was speeding along, suddenly, dozens of terrifying energy fluctuations pierced through the void and struck them.

Boom, rumble...

A deafening roar echoed across the sky.

Those weaker in strength were directly killed by the violent energy explosion.

The change was so sudden that almost no one had time to react.

High in the sky, screams rang out in succession.

Ying Feng's face instantly turned extremely grim; they had fallen into an ambush!

How was this possible?

They, the Soul Death Sect, were always the ones ambushing others; when had they ever been ambushed?

"Who is it? Come out, damn it! Shooting from the shadows, what kind of hero is that?" Ying Feng roared.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

With his shout, over twenty figures surrounded them from all directions, trapping the group in the middle.

Seeing this formation, Ying Feng and the others' faces turned deathly pale.

Over twenty True God realm experts at the mid to late stages—such strength was simply appalling.

The leading middle-aged man was even a terrifying existence at the ninth level of the True God realm!

"Against a group of heinous criminals, shooting from the shadows can be considered heroic, don't you think?"

Ying Feng's face shifted uncertainly, and he cupped his hands to Duan Yi, saying, "Brother, I don't know what you're talking about! We're just a group of travelers; what reason do you have to ambush us here?"

Duan Yi looked at Ying Feng and smiled, "Ying Feng, as the branch master of the Soul Death Sect's Nine Xu branch, I don't believe you don't recognize me, this pavilion master!"

Ying Feng's heart sank; how had they been exposed?

Of course, he knew Duan Yi—the esteemed pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion in the Five Empyrean Imperial Capital, a powerful existence at the ninth level of the True God realm. As a branch master of the Soul Death Sect, how could he not know him?

Seeing Ying Feng silent, Duan Yi said calmly, "Are you curious about how your identity was exposed? Heh, let me show you someone, and you'll understand."

As he spoke, a figure slowly emerged from the void.

Ying Feng looked at the newcomer, his pupils suddenly contracting, and he exclaimed, "Ye Yuan!"