‘This air, this aura, this can’t be!’ Yin Long’s eyes widened as he stared at Ren Shuang. The other two also soon noticed the resemblance!
“You are, Sect Master Xuan?” Yin Long pointed at Ren Shuang with shaking hands.
Ren Shuang nodded his head with a smile. “Bingo!”
“But how? You were killed along with the other experts of our God Sword Region!” Yin Long furrowed his eyebrows with a confused look.
“I died, but I was reincarnated. It’s quite a long story, so we’ll save the chitchat later. We still have to negotiate about the merging process of our two sects.” Ren Shuang’s personality took a drastic change after he remembered his past life. He was no longer the serious and solemn man he once was.
“This… are you really Sect Master Xuan?” Gu San and Ka Wayan couldn’t believe this.
“It’s him. No one other than Sect Master Xuan can perform the last sword movement of the God Sword Formula! He was the one who created it and only he has the perfect mastery of that technique!” Yin Long answered with confidence. Although it was hard to believe, he was sure that this man was their Sect Master!
Gu San and Ka Wayan were gobsmacked and they didn’t know how to face Ren Shuang. The man had sacrificed his life to save them and they didn’t have the face to even lift their heads to look at him.
“Come on! You guys are already so old, but you still act like little kids! Let’s focus on the matter at hand before we discuss about the past! Elder Hestia, please state the Heavenly Sword Tower’s decision.” After Ren Shuang scolded them, the three old men became quiet and they started the negotiations.
***
In a vast mountain range filled with hundreds of active volcanoes, a large city can be seen. It was protected by a high-level Array Formation that prevented deadly lava and excruciating heat from affecting the inhabitants of this city. This is the territory of the Dark Devil Race, Vulcan Mountain Range!
Vulcan Mountain Range has a population of about ten million, but their fighting force was only about a million strong! The rest were ordinary citizens of the Dark Devil Race and slaves from other races!
At the center of Vulcan Mountain Range was the manor of the Devil Lord, Berith, the Leader of the Dark Devil Race!
Inside his manor, Berith who was resting with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes. He took out a wooden box that contained Soul Jades, an item that can be connected to one’s soul. If the one who placed a part of his soul dies, his Soul Jade would break apart.
Now, one of the Soul Jades inside this wooden box was broken.
Berith frowned as he muttered. “Hadji…the Elder of the Winged Devil Race… How did he die?”
The Winged Devil Race was a new race that his Dark Devil Race has subjugated. He valued them a bit for they had two Heavenly God Realm experts at their helm, but now, one of those two has died!
“Domas!” Berith called out, and soon, a towering shadow appeared before him. It was a humanoid with dark blue skin and a muscular physique. He had a pair of golden horns and his facial features looked ferocious and intimidating! This man was Domas, his most trusted subordinate, an expert at the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm!
“Lord Berith, what can I do for you?” Domas bowed as he asked in a low voice.
“Domas, one of our high-ranking slave was killed. You need to investigate his death.” Berith muttered in a cold voice. He was the only one allowed to punish his subordinates and no one else had the right to do it without his instructions!
Domas raised his head and asked. “Who died?”
Berith glanced at him and said with a raging look. “It’s Hadji of the Winged Devil Race. Domas, go to the Winged Devil Race’s territory and ask their Leader about what happened. Tell your men to find the culprit and they must bring him to me immediately!”
Domas nodded his head. “Yes, Lord Berith! I’ll immediately send people to search for the culprit! One more question, my lord.”
“What is it?”
“Do you need him alive or dead?” Domas’ expression turned cold as he muttered these words.
Berith let out a smile and answered. “You can decide it on your own. Now leave!”
“Yes, my lord!” Domas bowed before he left the manor.
When Domas left, Berith took the broken Soul Jade of Hadji and muttered an incantation.
Slowly, a vague projection of what Hadji saw in his final moments appeared in front of him.
Berith could see the figures of three individuals. He couldn’t identify them clearly because the projection was blurred and unclear. He also couldn’t hear what they were saying.
After about five seconds, the projection vanished.
Berith grabbed the wooden box that contained the Soul Jades. There were fifteen Soul Jades left inside the box and each Soul Jade represented a Heavenly God Realm expert!
“Who are those three rats?” He muttered to himself as he kept the wooden box inside his space ring.
***
“Everyone, something bad has happened to Elder Hadji!” Kadhar informed the five Supreme God Realm Elders of the Winged Devil Race.
When they heard the news, their faces drastically changed. Elder Hadji was one of the pillars of the Winged Devil Race. His death would shake their foundations and if the others heard about it, there would be massive unrest among them! Once this happened, the Winged Devil Race would collapse!
“I don’t know what exactly happened to him, but I can no longer contact him through the communication crystal. He may be alive, but the possibility is too small.” Kadhar muttered in a desolate tone.
“Elder Kadhar, what should we do?” One of the Elders asked with uncertainty.
“Before I lost contact with Elder Hadji, he told me to continue monitoring the dragon building. He also specifically told me to hide our wings when we’re in public. Also, I need one of you to inform the Leader about this.”
