Chapter 1599: Chapter 186: Ah Dai Displays His Power
The Sect Hierarch gave a sinister smile, somewhat proudly saying, "Just wait, it’s soon. I can now clearly feel the voice of the God of Netherworld; he seems to be calling us, praising us. It won’t take a thousand years of Holy Chronology. I will definitely be able to open the portal and welcome our God of Netherworld to descend upon the world. Great Elder, how are our operations across the continent going?"
The Great Elder replied, "Everything is smooth. Now the continent is in chaos because of our forces suddenly emerging, making it difficult to unite. When the portal opens, it will be the death of these ignorant humans."
The Sect Hierarch said in a deep voice, "Now is the most crucial time, we must not be careless at all. You must not underestimate the Holy Church. Since they were able to annihilate the Dark Demon Clan at their peak a thousand years ago, they must have formidable strength. By the way, Elder Five, I’ve been busy with the matter of opening the portal recently and forgot to ask you about the Savior. How did you handle it?"
Elder Five bowed his head and said, "Sect Hierarch, the Tian Yuan Continent is so vast. You asked me to find one person across the whole continent without any distinct features; how do I search? Before the Assassin’s Guild was destroyed by that brat Ah Dai, there was no news at all."
The Sect Hierarch snorted coldly, saying, "Useless. Haven’t you always been resourceful? This time you’re so evasive when it comes to finding someone. If it weren’t for your past contributions to our great cause, I certainly wouldn’t let you off easily. The Assassin’s Guild, such a large establishment, was destroyed within a short year; you’re indeed quite capable."
Elder Five’s body trembled; he already sensed the killing intent in the Sect Hierarch’s words, and dared not to argue anymore, humbly saying, "Sect Hierarch, that Ah Dai kid is really powerful. I think he already possesses strength equivalent to a Sword Saint, and he might have the Magic Artifact, the Sword of Hades, and can summon Silver Dragons; he’s indeed hard to deal with."
The Sect Hierarch’s tone became much calmer, speaking mildly, "Forget it. Now is the time when manpower is needed, and I don’t want to make things too difficult for you. Whether the Sword of Hades is the God of Netherworld’s Magic Artifact is not important; as long as we can open the portal to the Demon Realm, the God of Netherworld will naturally handle it once he arrives in this world. Elder Three, I sensed some changes in the Death Mountain Range a few days ago. Has anything happened? Why haven’t you reported in time?"
Elder Three glanced at the Great Elder and bowed, "Reporting to the Sect Hierarch, it seems that some invaders came a few days ago, but they should already be dead at the hands of the Undead Creatures, so I did not report in order not to disturb you. I have already sent more personnel to guard the periphery. What is strange is that all the Resentful Spirits of the Fifth Gate of the Twelve Trials of the Undead have disappeared without a trace. Might they have escaped from the Death Mountain Range?"
"What? The Resentful Spirits have disappeared. For such a major event, you should have informed me earlier." A flash of dark light, and Elder Three’s body was thrown out, landing heavily on the ground, spraying two mouths of purple blood.
The Sect Hierarch’s voice became incomparably icy, looking around at the other four elders, saying, "I tell you, now is the final critical moment of the great cause. No one can relax even a bit. If the great cause is destroyed, I will take your lives first. The Resentful Spirits are Undead Creatures; they cannot escape from the place marked by the God Feather using his life energy; furthermore, with my Undead Handbook, they wouldn’t dare to escape. The only explanation is that they’ve been eliminated by invading enemies. Our whereabouts are likely exposed, changing from covert to overt. Do you know how dangerous this is for us? The church people aren’t fools; they will eventually understand what we’re doing."
The Great Elder glanced at the severely injured Elder Three and respectfully said, "Sect Hierarch, you need not worry too much. Even though one Resentful Spirit is gone among the Undead Creatures, it doesn’t greatly affect the overall strength. Even if all the humans of the continent combined, it wouldn’t be easy to overcome the Twelve Trials of the Undead. Old Three has made mistakes this time, but he did so for the sake of the great cause. Please give him a chance to redeem himself through meritorious deeds."
Although the Sect Hierarch was angered, he knew that what the Great Elder said was right. In the current situation, more strength is beneficial for them. He snorted heavily and said, "I hope the same thing doesn’t occur again. You all leave now, pay attention to the movements around the Death Mountain Range, and pull back all our forces into the interior of the mountain range. Even if humans come to attack, as long as we can hold out until the opening, we’ll succeed. Also, pacify those high-level Undead Creatures, try not to provoke them; those powerful beings are our last refuge."
"Yes, Sect Hierarch." The Great Elder floated to Elder Three’s side, shouldered him, and retreated with the other elders.
In front of the huge altar, the Sect Hierarch was left alone. He looked at the six golden shining huge symbols before him, muttering to himself, "God Feather, your Barrier is almost unsustainable; the victory will belong to our dark side. When darkness descends upon the land, nothing will stop the God of Netherworld from advancing." After speaking, wrapped in a mass of black gas, he sat cross-legged at the spiral trail starting point in the center of the altar, continuing to chant his unknown spell. As the black mist spread, the six golden symbols on the altar dimmed considerably.
