622: Cuckoo in the nest

The guards standing in front of the mansion gate were not the 'Black Fiend Guards' he personally selected, trained with secret methods, and ensured absolute loyalty!

Instead, they were several completely unfamiliar faces!

Their aura was also impure and chaotic, carrying a sinister, evil scent that he utterly detested, a scent belonging to his "good Disciple," Xuan Youmo!

The unfamiliar guards clearly recognized Old Black Mu, and the color instantly drained from their faces as terror spread like a plague!

"Hall... Hall Master! You... You..."

The captain of the guards, who was at the Late Golden Core Stage, was shaking so badly he couldn't speak properly, and instinctively tried to turn around and rush into the mansion to report!

"Hmph!"

A fierce light burst forth from Old Black Mu's eyes! He couldn't even be bothered to ask questions!

A massive hand covered in jet-black scales suddenly grabbed through the air!

"Pfft—!!!"

The Golden Core captain who was trying to escape couldn't even let out a scream,

turning instantly into a cloud of crimson blood mist, like an insect crushed by an invisible giant hand!

His flesh, blood, and shattered bones were instantly annihilated by the terrifying Demonic Essence, leaving not a trace behind!

"Hiss—!" The remaining guards were scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, collapsing to the ground, soiling themselves!

Old Black Mu took a step forward. The terrifying Void Refining pressure was like a physical mountain, heavily pressing down on the paralyzed guards.

His voice was as cold as the Nine Nether Ice, containing towering rage:

"Speak! Where are Black One and Black Two?! When did my residence become the responsibility of trash like you?!"

The mental defenses of one of the guards completely collapsed. He wept and cried, kowtowing repeatedly:

"Hall Master, spare my life! Hall Master, spare my life! It was... it was Elder Xuan Youmo!

News came from the Sect that you... you were captured at Moyang Sect... So Elder Xuan Youmo... claimed the status of your Head Disciple and was ordered to 'temporarily' take charge of Black Heaven City... Lord Black One and Lord Black Two... were... were imprisoned in the Black Prison by the Elder... We... we were just following orders..."

Boom!!!

The Evil Qi surrounding Old Black Mu erupted like a volcano!

Jet-black Devilish Qi shot into the sky, dyeing the space above the City Lord's Residence a dark, inky color!

The terrifying pressure suffocated the Cultivators on the entire street, causing them to flee in panic!

"Good! Good, Xuan Youmo! Good, Head Disciple! Good, 'Temporarily Take Charge'!

This Seat is not dead yet! I was only gone for a few days, yet you, wicked Disciple, dare to occupy the dove's nest! Imprison my personal guards! Seize my foundation!"

Old Black Mu's voice was like rolling thunder, shaking the stone walls of the City Lord's Residence!

In his pair of Dragon eyes, only boundless brutality and killing intent remained!

Yao Delong watched from the side with cold eyes, understanding the situation.

It seemed that within the Nine Nether Sect, the Master-Disciple relationship was paper-thin, and betrayal and seizure of power were commonplace.

He spoke lightly, "Little Black, handle your private matters first. Junior Sister and I will go for a walk in the city."

Old Black Mu instantly retracted his furious aura, bowed to Yao Delong, his face filled with respect and a hint of embarrassment at being seen in such a predicament:

"Yes, Senior Martial Uncle! Please forgive me for making Senior Martial Uncle witness this! This Disciple will clean up the house now and return shortly!"

The killing intent in his heart toward Xuan Youmo was already substantial! This beast not only betrayed him but also made him lose face in front of his Master!

This scoundrel must die today! No one can save him!

Yao Delong nodded, said no more, turned around with Luo Tianying, and leisurely walked toward the most bustling downtown area of Black Heaven City.

Luo Tianying linked her arm through his and chuckled softly, "Husband, did you see that? The Nine Nether Sect is even worse than our Heavenly Demon Sect.

Master and Disciple? Hmph, they are nothing more than stepping stones to be used and discarded at any time."

The two had not walked far outside the City Lord's Residence boundary.

Boom——!!!!

An earth-shattering noise, mixed with violent energy shockwaves, suddenly erupted from the direction of the City Lord's Residence!

The ground shook violently, as if a massive earthquake had occurred!

The fierce roar of a Dragon and screams of despair faintly drifted over!

Jet-black Devilish Qi mixed with crimson blood light shot into the sky, dyeing half the heavens a terrifying black and red!

The entire Black Heaven City instantly fell into dead silence! All the Cultivators looked toward the City Lord's Residence in horror, trembling!

"Heh, it seems Little Black... has quite a temper."

Yao Delong did not stop walking, a cold arc curving up at the corner of his mouth.

The noise of the downtown area seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, leaving only the rumbling and screams from the direction of the City Lord's Residence,

acting as a background movement, narrating the eternal and unchanging cruel Law of this Demonic Domain.

Yao Delong and Luo Tianying strolled leisurely through the Market District, which was filled with the stench of Evil Qi and blood.

The items displayed in the shops on both sides were all Materials contaminated with thick Yin Evil Qi and bloody aura, such as Ore, Bone Artifacts, Soul Crystals, and even Materials from living Vicious Beasts.

Various wicked runes flickered with ominous light.

"No wonder people from the Demonic Sects like to trade with the Nine Nether Sect..."

Yao Delong swept his Divine Thought across the area, understanding in his heart,

"These 'raw Materials' containing pure Evil Qi and resentment, when slightly refined or transformed, become excellent Demonic Artifact embryos or formation mediums.

The efficiency is much faster than gathering them oneself in the Heavenly Demon Sect's territory."

He even saw several shops openly displaying signs advertising the purchase of "fresh Cultivator Essence Blood" and "complete Nascent Souls," which made Luo Tianying frown slightly.

The earth-shattering rumbling and wailing from the City Lord's Residence finally gradually subsided, and the heart-palpitating Void Refining pressure was also withdrawn.

Before long, a figure entirely shrouded in a Black Cloak, with only a pair of cold eyes visible,

leading a squad of robust Black Fiend Guards whose aura was fierce and covered in a bloody scent, passed through the crowd like a Ghost and came directly before Yao Delong and Luo Tianying.

The cloaked person knelt on one knee before Yao Delong, his voice hoarse and respectful:

"Lord, the Hall Master's matter has been handled properly. Please allow your subordinate to escort you back to the residence."

This person was precisely Old Black Mu's most trusted Dark Guard Leader, whose aura had surprisingly reached the Late Stage Soul Transformation!

Yao Delong nodded slightly. He had seen enough of the Xuan Ye Dynasty's jungle Law of the strong preying on the weak and its twisted Cultivation resource system.

It was time to get down to business. "Let's go."

The group returned to the City Lord's Residence. At the mansion gate, there were uncleared bloodstains and scorch marks from Spell attacks,

The air was thick with blood and Evil Qi, silently recounting the brutality of the recent purge.

Stepping into the grand yet cold Main Hall, they saw two robust, burly men with fierce auras, covered in blood and scars,

sitting grimacing on jade stools in the lower seats, while Maidservants carefully tended to their gruesome wounds.

These two were precisely Old Black Mu's Personal Guard Captains—Black One and Black Two, both Body Cultivators at the Mid-stage Soul Transformation Peak!

Although they looked miserable, their eyes were still fierce, filled with fanaticism and gratitude when they looked at Old Black Mu.

In the center of the Main Hall, however, a figure was kneeling, whose aura was weak, whose limbs were twisted at strange angles, and whose body was constantly being corroded by dense Black Evil Qi!

It was none other than the "good Disciple" who had attempted to occupy the dove's nest—Xuan Youmo, at the Perfected Spirit Transformation Stage!

Where was his Elder's prestige now?

His face was as pale as paper, blood flowed from his Seven Orifices, his Dantian and Qi Sea seemed to have been severely damaged, and his aura was like a flickering candle in the wind.

When he saw Yao Delong walk in, a hint of astonishment flashed in his cloudy eyes. He had clearly never seen this Old Man before.

But the rampant Evil Qi inside him and the excruciating pain from his broken limbs made it difficult for him to even think, leaving him powerless to investigate further.