Chapter 468 Goodwill

"I didn't expect Yuan Yanluo to find this helper. He is also a merciful master." A mocking voice rang out from the dilapidated wooden house in Bitter Alley.

The few people they sent into the Demon Suppressing Tower were all under their surveillance. At this moment, more than seven hours had passed. The fastest person had already gone to the third floor. Of course, that person did not belong to the assassin sent by any of them. At that time, King Ksitigarbha valued him. However, the rest of them were also close to the entrance to the third floor.

And what about Xu Han?

Huan Pan Heng was on the first floor. In order to help the Nangong siblings, the mighty Illusory Demons were still following behind him. In a short period of time, it was impossible for them to get rid of the tens of thousands of Illusory Demons and go to the next floor.

Such a huge contrast naturally attracted the ridicule of many yama who had always been dissatisfied with Yuan Xiucheng.

After witnessing this series of unforeseen changes, Yuan Xiu's expression turned ugly.

But very quickly, he concealed this strange color.

He knew Xu Han's temperament. Liu Sheng had saved Xu Han's life, and this youth would not joke about Liu Sheng's life no matter what.

As he thought this, his temper sank, and his gaze once again fell on the projection that recorded Xu Han's location.

At this moment, Xu Han put the thing Nangong Jing had sent into his embrace without looking at it. Then, the sword intent in his body circulated, and his speed was suddenly increased to the extreme. However, the hundred breaths of time had already drawn several hundred feet away from the Illusory Demons. Seeing this, the Illusory Demons immediately knew that they could not catch up with Xu Han. They all retreated and once again surrounded the halo at the entrance.

At that time, Xu Han's eyes narrowed as he stood up from the sky and looked down at the densely packed Illusory Demons beneath him.

Sword intent surged around him. The pitch-black sword behind him unsheathed and hung above his head. Under his command, golden sword shadows surged out from the black sword's body. Soon, three thousand sword images gathered. They were like sharp swords hanging behind Xu Han, aiming their sharpness at the group of Illusory Demons.

"Looks like Young Master Xu is going to force his way through?" A mocking voice rang out from the wooden house that saw this scene.

Hearing this, Yuan Xiucheng's gaze landed on the shadow that had repeatedly provoked him.

It was one of the Ten Halls of Yama, the Song Emperor Yama.

Yuan Xiucheng used to work under him. At that time, he discovered that Liu Sheng, who had become a half-demon, had also reported to the Dark Asura Palace through him. Originally, Emperor Song Yanluo wanted to take this credit, but he didn't know what happened at that time. Yuan Xiucheng actually passed him and contacted the Ksitigarbha King, whom even Yama had difficulty contacting.

Hence, Yuan Xiucheng, who had already been labeled a spy in the Dark Asura Palace, was unexpectedly valued by the Ksitigarbha King. Even more so, he placed this fragrant cake of Grand Xia into Yuan Xiucheng's hands. Although the Dark Asura Palace's influence in Great Xia had yet to be fully spread out, with the passage of time, once certain arrangements were successful, Yuan Xiucheng would very likely become a figure above ten thousand people in Dark Asura Palace.

Of course, this was not what they wanted to see, and Emperor Song Yama was the worst of them all. He had always been troubled by the fact that Yuan Xiuzheng had taken credit for his offside cultivation. Now that he had found an opportunity, he was naturally very close to sarcasm.

Although the surrounding Yan Luo disdained to use his words, he was more or less dissatisfied with Yuan Xiu's sudden increase in cultivation, so he was naturally happy to sit on the sidelines and watch.

Just like before, Yuan Xiucheng was very happy to satisfy this little wish of his former employer.

He lowered his eyebrows and didn't say anything. Although he was puzzled by Xu Han's actions, he wasn't too worried.

Of course, this certainty dissipated in the next moment when he looked at the projection where Xu Han was. This time, his brows really sank.

It wasn't just him, everyone present had a strange expression on their faces at that moment.

Three thousand golden sword shadows were summoned from the scene. Xu Han, who was ready to attack, suddenly seemed to recall something and stopped the movement in his hand.

He turned his head and looked somewhere.

And that place was right in front of everyone. This was of course a very strange thing to do.

The reason they were able to see the movements of the people who entered the Demon Suppressing Tower, including Xu Han, was because of a magic treasure called the Cruise Token. This treasure could hide around the person who was planted with the restriction and observe his movements. It never sent the picture back here.

Such a thing was naturally an extremely secret existence. Even an ordinary Great Evolution Realm expert would find it difficult to discover his existence. Yuan Xiucheng had only placed it on Xu Han because he had brought Xu Han to see Liu Sheng that day.

However, at this moment, Xu Han's gaze was precisely where the cruise order was. Just as everyone was secretly speculating whether Xu Han's gaze was a coincidence or something else, the youth in the scene suddenly smiled at them.

"Have you seen enough?" The youth asked.

Such a question naturally stunned everyone in the wooden house, but before they could regain their senses, Xu Han suddenly stretched out his hand, and the scene was completely obscured by the youth's palm.

Bang!

With a light explosion, the scene of monitoring Xu Han completely extinguished after a burst of flickering.

The big shots in the wooden house, look at me and look at you with strange expressions.

Yuan Xiucheng, on the other hand, had a gloomy look on his face and shut up.

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"Lord Yuan, this little brother of yours doesn't seem to be very obedient?" Within the black shadow, the Song Emperor, Yama, returned to his senses and looked at Yuan Xiucheng with a smile.

Yuan Xiucheng glanced sideways at the black figure, his expression so cold that he did not answer.

He looked out of the room, and at that moment, two figures in black robes stepped in from outside and knelt in front of him.

"Go, show me how Liu Sheng is now?" He stared at the two figures and said in a gloomy tone.

"Accept your orders." Hearing this, the two figures nodded their heads one after another. Then, their bodies flashed and they left the room filled with powerful figures from the Dark Asura Palace.

"Is something wrong with Lord Yuan? Do you need me to send some men to accompany you?" Emperor Song Yanluo said again, his tone frivolous and full of schadenfreude.

At this moment, Yuan Xiucheng turned to look at the black shadow again. "Don't bother Sir, I have my own ideas."

"I hope so. Lord Yuan, don't disappoint the Hall Master's expectations of you." Emperor Song laughed softly.

Yuan Xiucheng no longer spoke. He looked at the projection that had been darkened because of the cruise order. His eyes gradually narrowed, and a cold light overflowed from the narrow crack in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

"Xu Han, it looks like you really don't intend to accept someone's kindness."

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