With a wave of Yan Xiu's hand, the vortex in the air appeared once again. Yan Xiu picked up Xiahou Ling, and the few of them tore through the air and entered the vortex.
When they reappeared, they were already at the exit of the basement.
Miao Yi turned around and waved his hand, causing the metal door at the entrance of the cave to close with a click. With a flash of light, the metal door quickly shrunk, revealing its true appearance — it was the Exquisite Pagoda. It landed in Miao Yi's hand, and with a flip of his palm, the underground room was revealed to its original appearance.
Turning around to look at Xia Houling, Miao Yi furrowed his brows when he saw Xia Houling's dazed expression. "This won't do. He'll be seen through the moment he steps out like this."
"Don't worry, my lord. We can adjust it." Yan Xiu consoled, his five claws reaching for Xiahou Ling's head. His five fingers swayed unevenly, and Xiahou Ling's expression also changed.
Yang Qing reminded, "Just keep your face expressionless."
Yan Xiu did as he was told, and as expected, he adjusted Xiahou Ling's expression to one of slight displeasure, as if he had encountered something unpleasant.
Miao Yi stroked his chin as he stared at Xia Hou Ling, pondering, "How did the demonic monk Nan Bo control it from a distance? Can't you do what he did?"
Yan Xiu said, "Milord, even if my Yin Soul Art were to be cultivated to the Great Accomplishment Realm, I still wouldn't be able to achieve what he did. The demonic monk's method can't be considered as remote control. It's more like implanting something in their brains. It should be transplanting the demonic monk's thoughts and overlaying their own thoughts, allowing the demonic monk to use them."
Miao Yi was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I'm worried that I'll expose myself if I do this."
Yang Qing said, "Since Milord can guarantee that there will be no problems with the other people arranged, then there shouldn't be much of a problem here. Even if Xia Houling were to remain silent and not speak, it is unlikely that his followers will force him to say anything. This should be enough to pass. However, I will have to trouble Brother Yan to take care of me along the way." He looked towards Yan Xiu.
Yan Xiu nodded. Miao Yi extended his hand to Xia Hou Ling and said, "Tian Weng, please!"
Yan Xiu waved his hands and invoked his arts. Xia Hou Ling's expression didn't change as he followed Miao Yi and left.
As the group left the inner residence, the guards outside noticed that Xiahou Ling's expression was somewhat unhappy.
When Xiahou Ling came out, he only said one word at a time, "Go!"
The accompanying guards didn't know what was going on. Quite a few of them looked at Miao Yi and the others cautiously, then quickly retreated and followed behind Xia Hou Ling.
Miao Yi narrowed his eyes as he watched them leave, but he didn't send them off. Instead, he sent a voice transmission to Yan Xiu, "Hurry up and cooperate with the White Phoenix."
Yang Qing didn't know who had been used to deal with the matter.
Yan Xiu nodded slightly and left quickly.
Miao Yi then turned to Yang Zhaoqing and asked, "Is everything ready?"
"I'm ready. I just don't know if they will change their route." Yang Zhaoqing expressed his concern.
Yang Qing: "That's why we have to take action in close proximity. Within a short distance, they probably won't change their route. If it really doesn't work, then I can only let Yan Xiu directly take action! "
"Just wait for the news." Miao Yi coldly said, then turned around and left.
In the starry sky, Xia Houling's group emerged from the void, moving quickly. When they passed by a rocky starfield, the guard leading the way suddenly raised his hand, and the entire group immediately stopped.
Someone behind him immediately asked, "What's going on?"
The leader of the guards looked around coldly, "Something's not right. There seems to be a lot more rocks around here."
The person who asked the question said, "I'll send someone to investigate immediately!"
The leader shouted, "No need. Don't get tangled up. Immediately inform the people in the nearby area to come to our aid. Be on your guard! "
Once the order was passed down, the tens of thousands of hidden troops immediately revealed themselves, tightly surrounding Xia Hou Ling.
But right at this moment, it was as if countless flowers had bloomed in the rubble starfield. Black planets of various sizes exploded in all directions. Black fog filled the starfield in an instant. The black fog that was even darker in color was like a giant dragon galloping in the black fog with astonishing momentum.
The guards protecting Xia Hou Ling were on high alert in their surroundings.
"The area covered in mist isn't that big. Hurry up and get through!" the leader shouted angrily.
They didn't blindly try to break out of the encirclement. Instead, the troops in front formed a cone formation and charged forward to open a path.
"Amitabha!" A booming voice echoed through the starry sky.
In front of them, the black mist flickered with golden light. The undulating mist parted to form a vortex, revealing a faintly discernible golden figure. It was clearly the silhouette of a monk, and there seemed to be two golden fiery eyes burning in his eyes.
This situation caused the charging troops to pause, not daring to advance any further. All of them stared at the golden figure, revealing extremely nervous expressions.
Someone shouted anxiously, "Seal your hearing and consciousness. Act according to the orders!"
Xia Hou Ling, who was protecting the crowd, suddenly drew his sword. The guards around him didn't think much of it.
Who knew that in the next moment, Xia Hou Ling's treasured sword would suddenly turn around and ruthlessly stab into his own chest without hesitation, directly piercing through his heart. The blade came out from his back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Sensing the fluctuations of transcendence energy, the vigilant guards turned around to take a look. All of them were almost scared out of their wits. Someone shouted, "Albatross!"
Xia Hou Ling's expression was ferocious as he let out a 'ho ho' sound. Both of his hands forcefully stabbed the treasured sword in again, but someone beside him quickly grabbed his wrist.
Xia Hou Ling struggled with all his might, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. His expression was frighteningly ferocious, but his strength was already rapidly draining away.
The guards beside him quickly restrained him, and in a fluster, took out the Glorious Star immortal herb and administered first aid to Xia Hou Ling. The troops surrounding Xia Hou Ling were instantly thrown into chaos.
Someone shouted angrily, "Maintain the formation! Let the reinforcements hurry!"
Everyone's hearing had been sealed earlier, so they couldn't hear what was being said. Only after some sign language did everyone understand what was being said.
The golden silhouette in the fog gradually dimmed and disappeared into the fog.
The signs of the soaring dragon in the mist also quickly disappeared, leaving only the black mist tumbling and crashing about in an irregular pattern.
Outside the mist, a masked man stood on a huge rock floating in the air, staring coldly into the mist.
Very quickly, a tall and big golden-bodied monk appeared. He wiped the Blaze Resins from his eyes and extinguished the fire. His pair of fiery eyes turned bright and round. It was unknown what he had taken off from his body, but the golden light on his body also disappeared. In a flash, he landed beside the masked man. His entire body wriggled and transformed into an old woman.
"I thought you wouldn't be able to arrive in time. A large group of Vision Domain experts, I can't stop them, it almost scared me to death." The old woman grumbled.
The masked man said in a gloomy and hoarse voice, "What's the situation like inside?"
The old woman said, "I don't know what happened, but they seem to be in a mess. You don't say, this demon monk seems to be quite effective in scaring people. So this is what a demon monk looks like!" Her eyes turned around twice, revealing a crafty look.
The masked man said, "Quickly retreat in the chaos. When they react and catch up, we won't be able to run."
Not long after, white specter-like things flew out of the fog. The old woman opened her arms to welcome them. The white specters crashed into her body, and in an instant, they disappeared into her body.
The old woman and the masked man looked at each other and nodded, flying into the depths of space.
"Kill him for me!"
The leader of the guards in the mist looked at Xia Hou Ling who had a sword stabbed into his chest and was already dead. His body trembled as he clenched his fists and roared out an order.
Directly fatal, even the Immortal Grass couldn't save him. At this time, Xia Hou Ling's safety was not the most important, but rather how to explain this to the Xia Hou Family.
The surrounding tens of thousands of people charged into the mist, but how could they find him?
"Commander, we should quickly contact Chief Steward Wei to make a decision."
The deputy of the remaining hundred or so guards sighed to the leader.
The leader closed his eyes and shook his head, he could not accept this reality. The respected Xia Hou Family's head had actually died in front of his eyes. The key point was that he hadn't even met the enemy, but the head had died like this. It was a strange death, a death that caught him off guard, and a death that was completely unexpected. It was actually suicide?
Finally he waved his fist and took out the Star Bell to ask for forgiveness.
Wei Shu, who had received the message to ask about the situation, only gave a single order: Temporarily seal off the news of the Xia Hou Family's death to avoid causing chaos in the Xia Hou Family!
At this time, in space, under the urgent coordination of the Xia Hou Family, the soldiers of the southern army nearby had already dispatched a million elites, rushing over at full speed. At the same time, the experts of the Xia Hou Family in the area were rushing over with reinforcements.
Upon receiving the order, the leader of the guards immediately sent out a message to dissuade the various forces, indicating that everything was fine.
On a fishing boat, Xiahou Tuo rowed. The sun was shining brightly, and the river rippled.
Wei Shu sat cross-legged in the cabin, slowly putting down the Star Bell in his hand. He looked at Xiahou Tuo's back with a complicated expression and said sorrowfully, "Master, Second Master has been assassinated!"
Even though he was mentally prepared, Xiahou Tuo's figure still couldn't help but tremble. However, he continued to row at a steady pace. "He had tens of thousands of experts protecting him, and an army of several hundred thousand elites might not be able to easily harm Second Master in a short period of time. The Xia Hou Family's men are spread all over the region, and they can even communicate with the local garrison troops for reinforcements at any time. I'd like to know how Niu Youde succeeded, and how many men did he mobilize?"
Wei Shu said with a trembling voice, "We didn't see Niu Youde's men at all. Second Master committed suicide. None of the guards expected it and were caught off guard."
"What?" Xiahou Tuo cried out involuntarily. He threw down the paddle and turned around abruptly, his eyes wide. "Suicide? How is this possible? "
Wei Shu said, "The guards saw the demonic monk Nan Bo. Second Master must have been hit by the demonic monk's Sanskrit Chant that demanded his life."
Xiahou Tuo's pupils shrank, and he asked anxiously, "How could they be sure that it was the demonic monk?"
"Many people saw it. They chanted the name of Buddha, and the figure of a monk with golden light appeared in the fog. His eyes were like leaping golden flames …" Wei Shu recounted what the guards had seen. His face was already full of tears, and he sat cross-legged in the cabin without moving.
Xiahou Tuo's Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and his eyes revealed an expression of unconcealable fear. It should be known that the demonic monk had yet to recover his true form, yet he had taken the life of the Xia Hou Family's master as easily as taking something out of his pocket, despite the powerful guards of the Xia Hou Family. Then, he thought about how the demonic monk had escaped even after Lord Qing and Lord Buddha had joined forces to lead an army to the sealed land. Xiahou Tuo's mouth felt dry, and his throat was a little hoarse as he said, "This demonic monk is even more …"
In the end, he didn't say the word 'more'. "How did the demonic monk know Second Master's route back and forth, Second Master …" He fell silent before he could finish his sentence.
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