Chapter 857 (Death's Prelude)
"Master Shi Yi of the Poison Snake Sect has arrived!"
"The Valley Master of the Breaking Moon Valley, Xiang Liren, is here!"
With two voices announcing their arrival, two middle-aged men entered one after the other, wearing smiles on their faces, seemingly unaware that the Prime Yang Mansion had lost its two Protectors.
"Shi Yi pays respect to the Mansion Lord."
"Xiang Liren pays his respects to the Mansion Lord."
This was the difference in power. Even if it was just a little, they had to be extremely respectful. This was Venerable! In the southern region of the Soul River, these three sects were considered quite significant.
"Please, have a seat," Mu Xinhai said, and both Shi Yi and Xiang Liren took their seats on either side. Shi Yi curiously asked, "Mansion Lord, I can see that something seems to be happening in the Prime Yang Mansion. Are you planning an attack on something?"
"Is there anything we can help with?" Xiang Liren smiled slightly, trying to be accommodating.
Mu Xinhai chuckled, "Just kidding. I invited you here this time to watch a show."
Shi Yi and Xiang Liren were puzzled for a moment. Just to watch a show? It couldn't be that simple.
Mu Xinhai gradually stopped smiling and said in a solemn tone, "My two hands were killed at the Soul River yesterday."
"What?!"
"What?!"
Both Shi Yi and Xiang Liren stood up abruptly, unable to believe what they had just heard. They knew the strength of the Prime Yang Mansion's two Protectors; they were both Gods. Although their rank wasn't very high, they were still Gods. How could they have died in a place like the Soul River? It was impossible!
"I've only heard that the culprit is in the Voidless Empire, so I plan to seek revenge! I intend to crush the entire Voidless Empire!" Mu Xinhai's body emitted a powerful aura of vengeance, and both men could feel the intense hatred.
It seemed like he wasn't lying and had no reason to fabricate such a story.
"Mansion Lord, what exactly happened?" Shi Yi asked curiously. Could Gods just die like that? It sounded unbelievable.
Mu Xinhai didn't hide anything anymore. "I sent them to the Soul River to steal a Mystical Fire, but they ran into someone even more powerful and were killed. By the time I arrived, it was already too late."
"Is this person in the Voidless Empire? Why haven't we heard of them?" Xiang Liren asked, curious. Someone who could kill Gods should be well-known, but they had never heard of the Voidless Empire.
Mu Xinhai said in a deep voice, "I hadn't heard of it either, but I went to see it yesterday, and there is indeed such a place in Northern Chill."
"Northern Chill? That remote and impoverished region?" Shi Yi chuckled with a hint of irony. Northern Chill was indeed considered a remote and impoverished region in the northern part. Some of the major sects looked down on it.
At first, Mu Xinhai thought the same, but when he saw the Voidless Empire, he realised... these people were filthy rich!
"Mansion Lord, have you considered that the person who killed your two Protectors is also a Venerable-level expert?" Shi Yi reminded him. It seemed that Mu Xinhai intended to take the two of them with him, but if the opponent was very powerful, they might not stand a chance.
Mu Xinhai hadn't overlooked that. "Don't worry; I've also called Fan Jin. I'm not that foolish; why wouldn't I ask for reinforcements?"
"Fan Jin!"
Hearing this name, both of them were visibly shocked again.
"Mansion Lord, are you talking about that mysterious Fan Jin?" Xiang Liren couldn't believe it. He had heard that this Fan Jin had reached the peak of Heavenly Venerable, just one step away from Overlord! It had been a long time since anyone had seen or heard of him. Today, to invite Fan Jin, it was truly astonishing!
"Yes, that's the mysterious Fan Jin," Mu Xinhai said with a slight smile, looking like he had the upper hand.
Shi Yi asked curiously, "Mansion Lord, I've heard that it's very difficult to invite Fan Jin, and some can't even find him... how did you manage it?"
"Oh, I helped him once in the past, so this time, I asked him for a favour," Mu Xinhai explained. This was a kind of insurance policy, considering that the opponent had killed two Gods, their strength must be at the Venerable level. With Fan Jin's assistance, they could certainly overpower the enemy.
Hearing this assurance, both of them felt at ease. With Fan Jin involved, there was no need to worry.
"Mansion Lord, have you investigated the defences of the Voidless Empire and its Emperor's guards?" Xiang Liren seemed cautious. After all, they had to be prepared for any contingencies.
Thinking about the guards, Mu Xinhai remembered the guard who had looked at him the previous night. That must have been an accident or an illusion. How could a guard possibly have noticed him? He was overthinking it.
"Don't worry; how strong can a guard from an empire be? This time, I want those people in Northern Chill to see the consequences of provoking my Prime Yang Mansion. We'll use them as an example to deter others!" Mu Xinhai was quite arrogant, as if he wanted to annihilate the entire Voidless Empire.
Shi Yi and Xiang Liren stood up and said, "Then we wish the Mansion Lord victory."
"Thank you both. Bring our honoured guests to their accommodations."
Shi Yi and Xiang Liren left the main hall and followed a disciple to their quarters. After the disciple left, the two of them sat down and had a quiet conversation.
"Why do I have a feeling that this isn't very reliable?" Xiang Liren furrowed his brows slightly. It seemed a bit exaggerated to go so far to attack for no apparent reason.
Shi Yi squinted his eyes and replied, "It's somewhat understandable. After all, two Gods died, and taking everyone out for training is also a way to improve their combat strength, and it's for revenge."
"But what's the point of calling us? I just can't figure it out."
Shi Yi chuckled, "What else could it mean? It's just showing off his strength in front of us. He called Fan Jin, and we can't even see someone of that calibre, can we?"
"Ah, I see. If he's right, then my mouth is definitely a lucky one, and we're all going to die."
"Spit, spit, spit," Xiang Liren quickly dismissed that ominous prediction.
However, what he didn't expect was that his prediction would turn out to be accurate. Kicking the iron plate was painful, but getting injured was a small matter. Death was the real outcome.
"Alright, let's not overthink it. Even if we're just giving face, let's make a grand appearance." Shi Yi was more open-minded. No matter how formidable the Northern Chill region was, it couldn't be too powerful.
Xiang Liren nodded and didn't say anything more.
Three days passed quickly, and all the disciples of the Prime Yang Mansion set out together, with a total of one million people!
These one million were all elites, with the lowest being Rank-Fiver Warriors. Once they stormed into the city, these people would sweep through like leeches.
Over a million disciples boarded battleships and took to the skies, docking on ten gigantic battleships.
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