The newcomer had long blood-red hair and was dressed in old clothes.
There was a faint Demonic Blood Ring around him.
Although he didn't actively release that aura.
That faint Emperor's aura still made the place tremble slightly.
This figure was the Lord of the Blood Pagoda, the King of Assassins in the Imperial Realm, Gou Sheng.
This was the ancestral land of the Jun Family. Obviously, he was allowed to come here by Jun Xiaoyao's permission.
After the Immortal Battle of the Jin Dynasty against the Three Great Assassins ended.
The King of Assassins also returned to the Huangtian Mystic Realm with the Emperor's Court team.
Even the Jun Family couldn't ignore this Great Emperor.
Fortunately, he had been suppressed by the Mother of the Hurricane Lily. There was a destructive mark in his body that monitored his every move.
If he made the slightest move, he would die immediately.
The seal of destruction left behind by a Supreme Martial Monarch was not that easy to undo.
Now, only Jun Xiaoyao could order the King of Assassins.
At this moment, the King of Assassins finally regained some of his Emperor's bearing.
After all, he was almost driven crazy by the nine-headed lion. As a Great Emperor, he lost all his dignity.
Now, seeing Jun Xiaoyao, the King of Assassins' eyes showed a hint of surprise.
"Three Great Emperors besieged you and then self-destructed. The outside world said that you were seriously injured. Now it seems that you have fooled everyone."
The King of Assassins' eyes were deep, and then he looked at Little Eversnow, who was sleeping beside Jun Xiaoyao.
His pupils suddenly shrank as he sensed an aura that made him feel a little wary.
"No wonder …"
The King of Assassins was deep in thought.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at the King of Assassins.
Facing a Great Emperor, he was still calm and said, "I heard that my mount, the nine-headed lion, almost drove you crazy?"
The King of Assassins' cheeks twitched slightly.
This was touching a sore spot.
He felt that he was going to hear the name of the Great Emperor of Shit again.
"Humph, if you just want to humiliate me, then forget it."
"I really didn't expect that a Great Emperor would fight for you."
"But if the rest of my life is just to humiliate you, then I would rather die together with you."
The King of Assassins had a strong desire to live.
But he was not so lowly as to drag out an ignoble existence.
"Haha, you're thinking too much." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
"To be honest, I admire people like you, the King of Assassins. It's better to live than to die."
"Only those who are alive can be called Great Emperors. Those who are dead, other than a handful of yellow soil and reputation, have nothing."
"Knowing when to yield and when to stand tall shows the true colors of a hero."
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the King of Assassins' expression a little unnatural.
He thought that Jun Xiaoyao would humiliate and suppress him to teach him a lesson.
Unexpectedly, Jun Xiaoyao had no such intention at all.
"Do you think that I will become your servant and follow you wholeheartedly just because you said a few words?" The King of Assassins said.
"Right now, in your eyes, I'm probably just a junior with some talent and power."
"But trust me, it won't be long before I become the first person to attain the Dao in this world."
"In the near future, following me will be an honor for you, not a dark history."
Jun Xiaoyao's words were steady and confident, which made the King of Assassins look askance.
If other people said such words, it was no different from bragging.
But when Jun Xiaoyao said it, it always gave people a feeling that it was reasonable.
"I have a plan for the Imperial Court. I want to establish six divisions."
"One of them is called the Dark Division. It specializes in assassination. It's a dagger in the shadows."
"If you join, you'll be the leader of the Dark Division."
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the King of Assassins' expression change.
He smiled coldly and said, "I don't want to be the leader of the Blood Pagoda. Now I want to be the leader of your Dark Division?"
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and smiled. "I promise that the Imperial Court will be billions of times stronger than the Blood Pagoda. It can even … replace the Xian Ting!"
Jun Xiaoyao's words stunned the King of Assassins.
The Imperial Court can replace the Xian Ting?
The King of Assassins thought it was funny, but he couldn't laugh.
Because at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's demeanor and power were really like the leader of the Imperial Court. It was as if he could make all living things submit to him!
For some reason, the King of Assassins couldn't say a word to refute.
Jun Xiaoyao continued, "Heroes don't ask where they come from. King of Assassins, make your choice."
"If you don't agree, I won't force you. You can leave directly, but the destruction mark in your body will always be kept to prevent you from taking revenge."
"If you agree, then you'll be a member of the Imperial Court. You can have all the dignity and treatment you deserve. No one will dare to treat you as a servant."
Jun Xiaoyao's words were firm at this moment.
He didn't need people who weren't sincere.
So what if he was a Great Emperor?
If he only relied on force, even if he joined the Imperial Court, there would be problems in the future.
Not to mention, the King of Assassins' temperament was somewhat cold and twisted.
Hearing this, the King of Assassins was silent at first, then he actually looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Haha, heroes don't ask where they come from. What a good saying!"
"I, Gou Sheng, had my whole family killed. I escaped from the dung pit, but I was ridiculed, ridiculed, and suppressed by others."
"In the end, I killed all the way here."
"What background? It's all fake. Heroes don't ask where they come from. I like this sentence!"
"Jun Xiaoyao, you're an interesting person. I'll play this game with you!"
For a long time, the King of Assassins's heart knot was his background and tragic past.
Therefore, whenever someone said Gou Sheng or the dung pit Great Emperor, he would be furious and lose his composure.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao had completely undone the knot in his heart by telling him that he didn't care where a hero came from.
So what if it was in the past? The future would decide everything!
"It's a deal." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"It's a deal!" The King of Assassins laughed.
Who would have thought.
In the future, the entire universe would tremble in fear. The Dark Department of the Emperor's Imperial Court, which would be feared like a tiger, was established under such circumstances.
And this Dark Department Leader, the King of Assassins, would also become a high-level leader of the Emperor's Imperial Court in the future. He would be the living King of Hell who would shake the universe!
The King of Assassins was completely subdued.
Looking at the King of Assassins's figure leaving, Jun Xiaoyao smiled with satisfaction.
In terms of controlling people's hearts, Jun Xiaoyao could be said to be very insightful and insightful.
"Next, it's the Forgotten Country. What is the clue of the Desolate Emperor that the No End Emperor mentioned?"
…
About a few months passed.
This day, in the Huntian Immortal Realm.
The strange Chaos Demon Star suddenly bloomed with a blood-red light.
The vast blood-red light scattered in the depths of the universe and turned into a dazzling red color.
It was as if a new world had been opened.
A hazy and blurry world was suddenly reflected by the blood-red light.
It was endless and incomparably ancient. It was as if it had finally been awakened after countless eras of sleep.
"It's appeared. The entrance to the Forgotten Country is about to open!"
"This is one of the Seven Incredible Immortal Realms. I really want to know how incredible it is!"
Countless cultivators exclaimed.
But many people could only watch from the outside of the Huntian Immortal Realm.
All of a sudden, the sound of a bell rang out.
That was the sound of the Immortal Bell of the Xian Ting.
It meant that the nine great Immortal Orthodoxies would gather together and the trial of the Forgotten Country would begin.
Among them, there were the ruins of the ancient Xian Ting.
The prodigies of the nine great Immortal Orthodoxies and their followers would engage in an intense competition!
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