Chapter 1668: The High God!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“An expert has finally appeared?” Wang Chong suddenly said.
Standing amidst the ruins, he was in no rush to attack again. This wasn’t the first time he had interacted with the men in black, and he had already killed so many of them that he wouldn’t feel bad about missing one or two.
“Heh, King of Foreign Lands—or perhaps I should call you ‘Child of Destruction’—I did not come here to fight you. Since you are protecting Zhangchou Jianqiong from the shadows, our operation has failed. We naturally will not try again in the short term. What truly interests me right now is you!”
The man shook his head and looked curiously at Wang Chong.
“I didn’t think that I would run into you here, but this is fine. I just happened to receive an order to deliver a message to you.”
Wang Chong’s heart slightly sank, his face turning grave.
“What do you want to say?”
This was the first time Wang Chong had ever recalled these people relaying a message to him.
“The deaths of the Goat, Deer, and Tiger Immortals by your hand has left the Gods above truly surprised at your ability, but you should not celebrate just yet. The High God has been disturbed and will personally act to deal with you,” the golden-armored man in black said.
“The High God?”
Wang Chong’s brow immediately creased at these words.
“There’s no need for you to ask. You will naturally know when the time comes,” the golden-armored man said.
Wang Chong couldn’t help but sneer at these words. “Hmph! Envoys of the Gods? Nothing more than egotists playing pretend! If these are your envoys, I can kill as many as you send!”
The three Immortals and those bamboo hat men had also called themselves Gods and Immortals, but they had all died at his hand. These people might have been lofty existences for the other people of the world, truly like unfathomable gods, but to Wang Chong, such trifling tricks were of no use.
He had already killed Immortals, so what did he have to fear from the Gods?
With his mind set, Wang Chong clenched an iron fist over the Origin Immortal Sword at his waist, preparing to end this battle. He would kill the men in black and the golden-armored man in one strike.
But Wang Chong had barely moved when the golden-armored man reacted, his eyes immediately turning toward the Origin Immortal Sword. At the same time, he took two steps back, slightly apprehensive, but not too afraid.
“King of Foreign Lands, I know that you are very strong, and you have even glimpsed the strength of the Divine, but you underestimate the strength of the Gods above. It won’t be long until you pay a price for the idiocy and the contempt you have shown toward the Divine!” the golden-armored man coldly said.
“Is that so?”
There was a cold chuckle, and a moment later, lightning burst forth, streams of condensed destructive power surging through the air toward the men in black. At that moment, a web of destructive energy shrouded the air above the back garden.
As lightning burst forth and the Origin Immortal Sword left its sheath, all the men in black smelled the thick stench of death. This frightening energy was extremely ancient and oppressively powerful. Even the proud golden-armored man momentarily paled.
But at this time, his fingers trembled, and an object appeared in his hand.
This was a black talisman, but unlike regular talismans, it was not written on paper but some kind of mysterious metal. In addition, the words were not written with cinnabar, but molten metal poured onto the surface. It seemed both powerful and mysterious.
“Amnesty of the Southern Dipper, rise!”
The golden-armored man chanted a spell, and then the mysterious metal talisman began to burn, igniting into a black flame. Dazzling streams of starlight emerged from the flames, transforming into a profound talisman symbol. The starlight and black flames wrapped around the men in black and flew them away at incredible speeds, whisking them away before the Origin Immortal Sword’s attack could even land.
Wang Chong’s attack struck, releasing a massive explosion that sent dust rising ten-some meters into the air, but the men in black had already crossed over the perimeter wall and were rapidly vanishing into the distance.
“I’m taking these men with me. King of Foreign Lands, we will meet again!”
A voice continued to linger and echo in the air, but the men in black had needed only the blink of an eye to completely vanish.
Wang Chong did not pursue, only solemnly stared in the direction they had fled.
What was that thing? It allowed them to escape from the Origin Immortal Sword!
Even though he had interacted with the men in black many times and had come to understand many things about them, he would always discover something new with each meeting. They possessed all kinds of rare treasures and mysterious techniques. That mysterious black metal talisman that had whisked them all away was something he had never seen before.
And this was the first time Wang Chong had sensed the power of the stars from these men in black.
As Wang Chong was in a daze, a voice rang out in his ear. “Just who are these people?” A man emerged from the shadows and stopped next to Wang Chong.
Only one person could have appeared at Wang Chong’s side through this method at this time: the true master of the residence, Zhangchou Jianqiong.
Wang Chong took in a slight breath and broke from his stupor, turning to Zhangchou Jianqiong.
“How is it? Are you okay?”
“It’s fine. When you told me about it several days ago, I sent away the majority of the people in the residence so that they could avoid this danger. Only twenty-some people were left in the residence. In addition, before these people infiltrated the place, I had already ordered that I would handle everything, and that nothing in the estate should be touched, particularly water!”
As Zhangchou Jianqiong spoke, he took out the metal box from his bosom. With Wang Chong’s gift, Zhangchou Jianqiong had been able to identify the infiltrators amongst his subordinates.
When he first realized that his residence had been infiltrated, he had been shocked. If Wang Chong hadn’t been here, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“Did you see those men just now?” Wang Chong said.
“Mm!” Zhangchou Jianqiong nodded.
“Don’t involve yourself in this matter for now. When the time is right, I will tell you everything!” Wang Chong said.
Zhangchou Jianqiong had actually been in the estate when the men in black attacked, but Wang Chong had not allowed him to intervene. Zhangchou Jianqiong possessed quite a formidable cultivation level, but these men in black had mysterious origins and were even more powerful. Not even Zhangchou Jianqiong could singlehandedly fight against this ancient and powerful faction, and involving himself in this matter too much would not necessarily be a good thing.
Zhangchou Jianqiong grunted. He was quite curious about these men in black, but since Wang Chong had given his warning, he decided not to ask any more questions. Given the tacit understanding and trust between the two, Zhangchou Jianqiong believed that everything Wang Chong did had a reason.
“Although I don’t know what you’re planning to do, whenever you need me, no matter the time, you only need to ask for my help!” Zhangchou Jianqiong said, and he solemnly handed over the metal box.
The matter had temporarily come to an end, and the men in black would probably not attack again in the short term. Right now, he needed to focus on repairing his back garden.
At this moment, the rumbling of hooves could be heard in the distance, heading toward Zhangchou Jianqiong’s residence. The City Guard had finally arrived.
“Miyasaka Ayame, let’s go.”
Wang Chong exchanged a glance with Zhangchou Jianqiong, and then he called out Miyasake Ayame, and the two of them jumped over the wall, leaving before the City Guard could arrive.
The origin of the men in black was simply too mysterious. Until he fully investigated the matter, Wang Chong did not want to make too much trouble over it.
Wang Chong returned to his residence, where he sat alone in the main hall, his eyes half-closed and his head slightly raised as he silently thought.
Ever since he had returned to the capital, Wang Chong had come to more and more enjoy his sessions of solitary contemplation. Although the attacks against Zhangchou Jianqiong by the men in black had come to an end for the moment, things were only just getting started for Wang Chong.
Flap flap! The arrival of a bird made Wang Chong turn in the direction of the hall entrance. A few moments later, he heard the tapping of footsteps.
“Your Highness, new information!”
The door opened, and a figure lowered their head, glancing at the letter in their hand one last time before hastily walking in.
“We’ve just received word from the Wind Team! There’s been movement!” Zhang Que sternly said, his expression grave.
“The Wind Team?!”
Wang Chong’s brow rose in surprise, his expression shifting.
Wang Chong had many spies and scouts under his command, both military and martial artist, and they were scattered across various regions. From the moment they had been established, all the spies had reported to Old Eagle.
But while Wang Chong had many spies, the best spies were organized into four teams: Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain. Wang Chong had named them according to the principle of wind, forest, fire, and mountain in the art of war. He had once mentioned it to Old Eagle, and the loyal Old Eagle had naturally carried out Wang Chong’s orders down to the letter.
Each of these four teams had a special purpose and were not normally mobilized, nor would they frequently send reports to Wang Chong. They would usually only report extremely important matters that concerned their own domain.
“Talk!” Wang Chong immediately ordered.