Chapter 672: Chapter 186 Ah Dai Shows his Might_1
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The Sect Hierarch smiled sinisterly with a hint of triumph, "Just wait, it will happen soon. I can now clearly sense the voice of the God of Netherworld, it seems like he is calling us, praising us. We don’t need the Holy calendar’s millennium. I will surely open the portal and welcome the arrival of our God of Netherworld on earth. Elder, how are our operations going on throughout the mainland now?"
The Elder replied, "Everything is going well. The mainland is currently in chaos due to the sudden emergence of our forces. I don’t think they have the capability to band together. When the portal opens, it will be the end for these ignorant humans."
The Sect Hierarch said solemnly, "This is the key moment, we must not be careless. Never underestimate the Holy Church. After all, they managed to eradicate the Dark Demon Clan at its peak a thousand years ago. They must possess formidable strength. Oh right, Fifth Elder, recently I have been busy with opening the portal, I forgot to ask about the Savior. How did you manage it?"
The Fifth Elder lowered his head, "Sect Hierarch, the continent of Tian Yuan is vast. You asked me to find a person in the whole continent without any distinct features. How am I supposed to locate him? Before the Assassin’s Guild was destroyed by that kid named Ah Dai, there was not a single piece of news."
Ths Sect Hierarch snorted coldly, "Useless. Weren’t you always the one with the methods? Yet now you evaded the responsibility of finding people. If it weren’t for your past contributions to our great cause, I would not let you off so easily this time. The scale of the Assassin’s Guild was enormous, yet it got destroyed within a year, you really outdid yourself."
The Fifth Elder shivered involuntarily, he detected the murderous intent in the Sect Hierarch’s voice and didn’t dare to argue anymore. He said in a modest tone, "Sect Hierarch, that kid named Ah Dai is truly formidable. I suspect he already has powers equivalent to a Sword Saint. Moreover, he possesses the Sword of Hades which might be a magic artifact of the God of Netherworld. He can summon a silver dragon which makes him really hard to combat."
The Sect Hierarch’s tone softened significantly, "Alright, now that we need people, I don’t wish to make things hard for you. Whether the Sword of Hades is a magic artifact of the God of Netherworld or not isn’t important. As long as we can open the portal to the Demon Realm, the God of Netherworld will handle it when he arrives in this world. Third Elder, I sensed some changes in the Death Mountain Range the other day. Did something happen? Why didn’t you report it to me immediately?"
The Third Elder glanced at the Elder and bowed, "Reporting to the Sect Hierarch, it seems like there were some intruders a few days ago. But they probably died at the hands of the undead creatures. I didn’t want to disturb you, so I didn’t report it. I have already assigned more guards at the periphery. The strange thing is that the resentful spirits from the fifth level of the twelve tribulations of the undead have all disappeared. Not a trace left, could they have escaped from the Death Mountain Range?"
"What? The resentful spirits disappeared. You didn’t report such a big thing earlier?" A black light flashed, and the Third Elder’s body was flung off to the side, falling to the ground and not getting up, spewing out two mouthfuls of purple blood.
The Sect Hierarch’s voice became icy cold, he looked around at the other four Elders and said, "I’m telling you, this is the crucial moment for our great cause. No one can be careless. If our plans are disrupted, your lives will be the first ones I take. The Resentful Spirits are undead creatures, they simply cannot escape from the barrier put up by God Feather using his life energy, and with my Undead Handbook, they wouldn’t dare. The only explanation is that they have been exterminated by the invading enemies. And it’s highly likely that our whereabouts have been revealed, our cover has been blown. Do you understand how dangerous this is for us? Those people from the Church aren’t fools, they would figure out what we’re up to."
The Elder looked at the severely injured Third Elder and respectfully said, "Sect Hierarch, you need not worry too much. Although one of the Resentful Spirits among the undead creatures is gone, it doesn’t impact the overall strength significantly. Even if all the humans on the continent unite, it won’t be easy for them to pass through the twelve tribulations of the undead. Though Third Elder is at fault this time, he had the broader interests of our cause in mind. Please give him a chance to make amends."
Although the Sect Hierarch was utterly furious, he knew that the Elder was right. In the current situation, every bit of power was beneficial to them. He grunted heavily, "I don’t want to see a repeat of this. Get out, all of you. Keep watch on the activities around the Death Mountain Range at all times. Gather all our forces under our control within the Death Mountain Range. Even if the humans launch an attack, as long as we can hold on until we open the portal, we will succeed. Also, ensure that the high-level undead creatures are well placated. Try not to provoke them, those powerful beings are our last reliance."
"Yes, Sect Hierarch." The Elder floated over to where the Third Elder lay, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and retreated along with the other Elders.
Only the Sect Hierarch was left in front of the vast altar. He looked at the six gleaming golden symbols in front of him and muttered to himself, "God Feather, the barrier you set up is on the brink of collapse. Victory will be ours in the end, we who stand with the darkness. When darkness falls upon the land, there will be nothing to obstruct the steps of the God of Netherworld." After saying that, he sat down cross-legged in the center of the spiral pattern at the altar, enveloped in a large cloud of black mist. He continued to chant his unknown spell, along with the dispersal of the black mist, the six golden symbols on the altar faded considerably.
