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Capítulo 115

"The real prey has appeared." Jin Xuan's deep eyes pierced sharply towards the east, his hands behind his back, a cold smile playing on his lips as he spoke calmly.

The Holy Emperor also gazed at that spot, remaining silent, his unfathomable eyes calm and still, a cold smile playing on his lips.

(To be continued!)

Military Advisor and Princess: Chapter 79

"The real prey has appeared." Jin Xuan's deep eyes pierced sharply towards the east, his hands behind his back, a cold smile playing on his lips as he spoke calmly.

The sage ruler usually gazes at that spot without uttering a word, his unfathomable eyes calm and still, yet a cold smile occasionally creeps onto his face.

The campfire was still burning, but the people in front of it had vanished.

"Where are they?" Almost at the same time that Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun disappeared, two men in black jumped out from the east and landed in the direction where Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun had just been standing. One of the men in black asked in confusion.

The other man in black shook his head. Before he could speak, he felt a chill run down his spine. He tried to turn around, but a flash of a sword appeared before his eyes, and his throat was severed. He fell to the ground. The other man in black had barely touched his own blade when he collapsed silently, his eyes wide with disbelief. Even in death, he didn't know how the man in white had acted, or what he had used to kill him. It was too fast, too terrifying...

Jin Xuan exchanged a glance with the Holy Lord, then stepped forward, stripped off their clothes, and put on their black attire.

A moment later, the two men in black darted off in the east.

Before long, the two men in black appeared in front of the Seven Temples Tower, a gloomy and majestic building that resembled a castle. It was truly magnificent!

Looking at the tightly closed building doors, Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun stood quietly, waiting...

"Where is he? Why is he back?" Sure enough, a cold voice rang out shortly afterward, and a dark shadow flashed before their eyes, revealing a tall man in black.

"Dead." Jin Xuan deliberately lowered his voice and said coldly. He didn't need to pretend; his voice was cold enough.

"Anyone who can break through the forest is so easy to deal with?" The cold voice said with suspicion.

Jin Xuan and the Holy Lord remained silent, not uttering a single word. Their vigilance was truly remarkable, befitting the Seven Fiends Tower. This person was also a minor leader, yet he noticed so quickly. Although they did it on purpose, the fact that he could detect their unease in such a short time showed that the Seven Fiends Tower was indeed a terrifying organization, even a minor leader was so capable.

"Hmph, to be able to come to Seven Kill Tower, it seems you're quite capable?" The leader in black sneered disdainfully. He had already sensed something was off about these two; as an assassin, he knew their auras were off.

From the moment they entered the dense forest, they were closely monitored by the forest guards. Their every move was under their watchful eyes. These two were the only ones who had managed to pass through the forest so far, but they never expected that they would kill the forest guards and get here. How did they manage to find this place in such a short time and kill the two forest guards? The two people monitoring them had already been killed by them. No one could answer his question, and he would never know.

Immediately, he mustered all his strength. These two were not easy to deal with. With a wave of his hand, the man in black summoned several other men in black behind him, wielding large knives and slashing straight at Jin Xuan and the Holy Lord. Every move was aimed at vital points, and their martial arts were definitely much higher than those who had assassinated Yu Lie that day. After all, they were experts guarding the Seven Kill Tower.

Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun remained motionless. When they arrived, Jin Xuan instantly flashed behind a man in black. As soon as the Dragon Roar Sword was drawn, blood was drawn. Sheng Jun remained motionless. When the knife came to his eyes, he clamped his hands together and channeled his inner strength. The knife immediately broke in two. The man in black holding the knife spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground dead.

In an instant, more than a dozen men in black became entangled with Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun. Amidst the flashing blades and the falling of men in black, Jin Xuan wielded the Dragon Roar Sword, each strike drawing blood. His movements were like a dragon, dazzling the onlookers. Sheng Jun, like a ghost, moved among the men in black. Wherever he passed, the men in black fell silently. They couldn't see how he attacked, and they didn't even have weapons in his hands. They didn't even know how they died.

Seeing that something was wrong, the leader in black slipped into the Seven Killings Tower. At the same time, Jin Xuan also dealt with the last man in black. He exchanged a glance with the Holy Lord, then suddenly took off his black clothes, revealing his original appearance. Just as the tower door was about to close, he followed him into the Seven Killings Tower.

In an instant, they were right in front of the black-clad leader. Startled, the leader immediately drew his sword and attacked Jin Xuan. Having just witnessed their unfathomable skills, the leader dared not relax for a moment, using all his strength. He unleashed his most powerful move, leaping into the air. Suddenly, two black-clad leaders appeared in mid-air. Jin Xuan knew that one of them was an illusion, but for a moment, he couldn't distinguish which was real. This was the martial arts technique of clone illusion, capable of taking a life in an instant. In a battle between masters, life and death could be decided in a split second. However, this black-clad leader clearly hadn't grasped the true essence of clone illusion, leaving many flaws. Jin Xuan coldly watched the black-clad leader's attack. With a dragon's roar, his sword flashed, and blood gushed out like a pillar. The black-clad leader fell to the ground, dead without even a groan.

Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun didn't even glance at the black-clad leader before turning and walking inside. They had no need to sympathize with or feel sorry for this kind of ruthless killer who didn't even spare women and children.

They had barely taken a few steps when a large number of men in black surged out from all sides. They carried various weapons, some swords, some knives... but each of them had a glint of cunning in their eyes, flashing with a bloodthirsty light. They attacked Jin Xuan and Sheng Jun in perfect unison. These men in black were not as easy to deal with as the ones outside; each of them possessed their own unique martial arts skills, mostly lost or famous techniques from the martial arts world.

Jin Xuan also mustered all his strength and engaged the men in black in combat. He had just dealt with one of the sword-wielding men when a large blade came crashing down from his left. Jin Xuan immediately dodged, but it was just a feint. The man in black swung his blade, trapping Jin Xuan. Unable to dodge, Jin Xuan could only parry with his sword. A sharp clang rang out as the blades clashed, sparks flying. Even with his profound inner strength, Jin Xuan was forced back a step, just like the man in black. Before he could regain his footing, a blood-red palm strike came from behind. Jin Xuan flipped backward, performing a 360-degree aerial somersault, simultaneously slashing at the man in black with his Dragon's Roar sword. Although the man in black hastily dodged, he couldn't escape the impenetrable sword energy of the Dragon's Roar. As Jin Xuan landed, several hissing sounds rang out, and the man in black's clothes were torn open, blood gushing out like a spurt, and he collapsed dead.

On the Holy Lord's side, a figure in white stood in stark contrast to the men in black. All the onlookers could see was a pure white figure moving up and down amidst the black-clad figures, making it impossible to discern the form clearly. He used his palms like blades; with each strike, fear flashed in the eyes of the men in black, their black masks torn open, their throats split open. The remaining men in black, their eyes filled with terror, attacked with even greater ruthlessness, raining down poisoned darts upon the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord flicked his white robes, retreating mid-air, deflecting the darts. The men in black, startled, hurriedly dodged, but several were still struck, their faces turning black, blood flowing from their seven orifices, dying instantly—a testament to the potency of the poison. Only two men in black managed to deflect the darts with their swords, but they were still... The powerful internal force of the hidden weapon sent the Holy Lord staggering back several steps. His breathing became disordered, and blood flowed from under his black cloth. Before he could regain his footing, he glanced at the two men whose swords clashed in mid-air, sparks flying. The sudden flash of light caused the Holy Lord to close his eyes slightly. Taking advantage of this moment, the men in black swiftly lunged at the Holy Lord. But even faster than they were, the Holy Lord flashed between the two men. As the two men thrust their swords out, they discovered that the person who should have been standing there had suddenly vanished. Before they could react, their sword-wielding hands were seized, and the swords were no longer under their control. They slashed their own swords back at them, their eyes wide open as they fell to the ground. They died with their eyes wide open, never expecting to die by their own swords.

Jin Xuan dealt with the men in black and was about to approach the Holy Lord when another group of men in black surged out, and the two sides clashed again. The scene was similar to before, with men in black dying one by one. The Seven Killings Tower was filled with red, and blood flowed like a river. Jin Xuan's blue robe was also stained with blood. For a moment, the battle was so fierce that it was dark and chaotic. Those who fought on the battlefield had a bloodthirsty nature in their bones. Jin Xuan's attacks became more and more ruthless, his deep eyes filled with bloodlust, and his lips were tightly pursed. He was as dazzling and terrifying as a vengeful god.

The Holy Monarch remained indifferent and detached throughout, his unfathomable eyes calm and unwavering. It was as if he wasn't engaged in a battle; the corpses and blood scattered on the ground held no sway over him. He remained as pure as an immortal, his otherworldly aura utterly incongruous with the blood-soaked Seven Killings Tower. Even when he attacked, his expression remained serene, two strands of white hair fluttering in the wind, adding to his ruthless demeanor. The black-clad men trembled, their weapons trembling. They dared not look at him, especially at his calm yet sharp eyes and the two eerie strands of white hair. He was more terrifying than a bloodthirsty demon, for he was ruthless, heartless, and devoid of desire...

The entire Seven Temples Tower was searched, but there was no living person left, only corpses scattered all over the ground. There was no sign of Seven Temples or Cheng Wuying.

"Your Majesty, is there something strange about the Seven Killings Tower?" Jin Xuan looked around and immediately noticed something was wrong. He asked the still pristine Holy Emperor, "The Seven Killings Tower may appear normal on the surface, but it must be hiding some secrets."

"Yes, the Seven Killings Tower is built according to the Five Elements and Numerology. We are only on the surface; we haven't reached the true interior of the Seven Killings Tower." The Holy Lord walked towards a seat in the main hall, speaking calmly. From the moment he entered the Seven Killings Tower, he noticed the profound mysteries of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams permeating every corner, which made him uneasy. The Seven Killings Tower always felt somewhat similar to the Holy Immortal Sect...

The Holy King faced the wall behind his chair and did something. Immediately, everything in the hall changed. A dark passage appeared in front of Jin Xuan and the Holy King. Jin Xuan once again witnessed the mystery of Qimen Dunjia.

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Military Princess: The Martial Arts World Chapter 80 - Treasure Hunt

In the peach blossom grove, a figure in a green robe stood against the wind, his robe billowing in the air. He stood tall between heaven and earth, his handsome figure making even the sky and earth pale in comparison, and the peach blossom grove itself seemed to lose its luster.

"Your Highness, Alliance Leader Duan instructed me to tell you that the eight sect leaders wish to hold a victory celebration banquet and invite Your Highness and the Holy Emperor to attend," Yi Tian said respectfully, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Where is the Holy Emperor?" Jin Xuan replied indifferently. He had absolutely no interest in this so-called victory celebration banquet. He just wondered how that aloof and mysterious person would react. Probably he wouldn't even acknowledge it? Heh...

Suddenly, he realized his first thought was to know the Holy Lord's reaction. The thought of that otherworldly, ethereal being stirred a subtle, joyful feeling within him, a feeling so profound it was almost painful. He longed to see him constantly, to discuss the Dao with him. The destruction of the Seven Demon Tower, though perilous, was the happiest night since the Holy Lord left him. With him, his heart always found peace, a sense of belonging. No, this shouldn't be. This feeling only came when he was with the Holy Lord. Why did the Holy Lord always give him this feeling? His heart was filled with confusion…

"He's gone." Before Yi Tian could answer, Wei Ziqi walked over and said calmly, his tone revealing an undisguised disappointment. The Holy Emperor's departure meant that someone else had also left.

"Gone?" Jinxuan, who had been facing away, suddenly turned around, his voice unconsciously rising in volume. A wave of disappointment washed over him.

"Uh?...I just left without alerting anyone, even Alliance Leader Duan doesn't know." Wei Ziqi was startled by Jin Xuan's reaction, and after a moment of surprise, he slowly said. Why was the Prince's reaction even more agitated than his? Huang Ying was gone, and he felt a wave of loss, but who was the Prince doing this for? The Holy Ruler? Alas, although the Holy Ruler seemed very similar to the Ruler, he was not her after all. Perhaps the Prince had already regarded the Holy Ruler as the Ruler's shadow, but a shadow is still just a shadow.

"Let's go." Jin Xuan said without hesitation, turning and leaving. He didn't want to explore why he wanted to catch up with the Holy Lord; he just wanted to follow his instincts. His instincts told him that if he didn't catch up this time, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Your Highness..." Yi Tian and Wei Ziqi called out, but Jin Xuan had already gone far away. They sighed helplessly. The two most important people had left without saying goodbye. They wondered how ugly Alliance Leader Duan and the eight sect leaders would look. Alliance Leader Duan was alright, but apart from Abbot Zhiling and True Person Xuanqing, most of the eight sect leaders were petty people, and they would probably cause more trouble.

Wei Ziqi gestured to Yi Tian and then flew after Jin Xuan. In fact, he also really wanted to follow her, since she was there too.

Yi Tian sighed helplessly. Well, he was the only one with free time. He should go and say goodbye to Alliance Leader Duan. After all, Duan was a friend of the Prince, and it wouldn't be right for them all to leave without saying goodbye.

Inside a private room of the restaurant, six people dressed in white, orange, yellow, green, cyan, and purple sat in various poses. They were the members of the Holy Immortal Sect who had left without saying goodbye, and were on their way back to the sect. They had stopped by the restaurant to rest, and because they had attracted so much attention in Daqing, they had chosen this street-facing room. From the window, they could see the entire street—a superb location. In fact, this restaurant was also a property of the Holy Immortal Sect, and the mastermind behind it all was the treacherous Qing Shengqing, and the ultimate mastermind behind all that was the Holy Lord.