196: The slaughter has begun!

Not long ago.

Ye Jingling had already learned their method from Qiu Ye, but she felt a bit hesitant.

Not hesitation about signing a master-servant contract, but hesitation about the method itself!

She had a premonition that if she clung to this Mysterious Person, perhaps she too could achieve a position second only to one, reaching the Peak of the entire continent!

Although this intuition was absurd, she firmly believed it. After all, had there not been enough absurd things happening in the Prince of Zhenbeis Residence?

And she had watched this man grow up, so she naturally knew his character and wasn't averse to becoming his servant.

She wouldn't even mind being a plaything!

In short, she wasn't averse!

What she was hesitant about was the method used by Qiu Ye and the other three!

Signing the master-servant contract was secondary, or rather, icing on the cake!

Qiu Ye and the other three seemed to have gained his approval due to their gratitude towards Her Highness the Consort and their twenty-plus years of serving Her Highness the Consort.

Could she do the same?

Ye Jingling glanced at the Ninth-Grade Contract Spirit Talisman in her storage ring. This was most of her savings from her salary over the years. Could it really work?

Ye Jingling shook her head slightly, her gaze gradually becoming more resolute and determined.

She wanted to try!

For some reason, she had a premonition that only by gaining Nangong Yu's approval could she truly enter his line of sight and receive his special attention!

This premonition was inexplicable, yet it truly existed!

...Meanwhile, a slaughter was quietly underway, sweeping across the Qingyou Empire, the Beichuan Empire, and even neighboring countries!

The slaughter has begun!

...Qingyou Imperial City, West District.

In a courtyard, a Black-Robed Person was Cultivating when he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and abruptly opened his eyes, "What's going on?"

Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from the side, "You're lucky. The Master needs your Divine Soul for Artifact Refining. Come with me!"

Upon hearing this, the Black-Robed Person's expression changed drastically.

But before he could turn to look, he felt a terrifying pulling force, and in an instant, his Divine Soul was pulled out of his body.

The Black-Robed Person turned his head and saw a Mysterious Black-Robed Person standing in the corner, a cold gaze emanating from beneath the black robe, staring at him.

The Black-Robed Person's spirit body's expression changed drastically, his soul body trembled, and a hoarse, unpleasant voice sounded, "Your Excellency, why are you making things difficult for me?"

"Too much nonsense!"

The Mysterious Person raised his hand and instantly imprisoned the Black-Robed Person's spirit body in a jade.

At the same time, the Black-Robed Person's body and spirit infant also shattered inch by inch, turning into ashes, and then were swallowed by darkness, leaving no trace!

Having done all this, the Mysterious Black-Robed Person quietly disappeared, as if he had never been there...Unknown Land.

In a misty valley, dark ink-colored palaces loomed in and out of the fog, faintly exuding a murderous aura.

"Hall Master, something bad has happened..."

Just then, a terrified voice suddenly burst out, causing ripples in the mist.

Following it was a black-clad figure rushing frantically, breaking into the magnificent palace at the deepest part of the valley.

In the valley, countless silently moving figures suddenly looked up, their eyes filled with doubt.

But they said nothing more, continuing with their own affairs, as if nothing concerned them.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort echoed from the magnificent palace, followed by a chilling voice, "Presumptuous! Don't you know we are in a meeting? Do you want to die?"

At this moment, in the magnificent palace, a Black-Robed Person wearing a purple-gold ghost mask sat at the head.

Below him, on both sides, ten black-clad individuals wearing dark red ghost masks sat, their gazes all fixed on the green-faced, black-clad person who had burst into the hall!

The green-faced, black-clad person fell to his knees with a thud, trembling all over, cold sweat instantly streaming down his cheeks, gathering at his chin, and dripping onto the ground.

But he dared not delay, and hurriedly said, "Please forgive me, Hall Master. The reason for my urgency is that something big has happened!"

"Something big? You'd better have a good explanation, or you're dead today."

The golden-masked Black-Robed Person at the head snorted, his cold gaze fixed on the green-faced, black-clad person, as if he wanted to devour him.

The green-faced, black-clad person trembled and quickly said, "Reporting to the Hall Master, this subordinate was ordered to guard the Myriad Soul Hall, but just now, soul tablets in the Myriad Soul Hall began to shatter one after another. By the time this subordinate arrived, more than twenty had already shattered, and all of them were soul tablets of Seventh-Tier and above assassins..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions beneath their masks changed drastically, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

"Are you kidding me? Who could kill so many high-level assassins of our Netherworld Hall at once?"

"Exactly, even if there was such an expert, so many assassins wouldn't gather in one place to be killed, would they?"

Everyone spoke up, their voices filled with doubt.

The green-faced, black-clad person lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, his voice also trembling, "I dare not conceal it from the Elders, this matter is absolutely true, this subordinate saw it with my own eyes!"

Hearing this, everyone exchanged glances.

"Impossible! This Venerable doesn't believe it, quickly take us to see!"

A red-faced, black-clad person stood up, his voice full of disbelief, actually intending to go personally to verify the truth.

Hearing these words, everyone echoed, looking at the Hall Master at the head.

The Netherworld Hall Master spoke slowly, "Since that's the case, let's go take a look!"

Everyone nodded, just about to stand up, when a cold voice resounded in the hall.

"No need, I can vouch for him!"

As this voice appeared, a Mysterious Person shrouded entirely in a black robe suddenly appeared beside the Netherworld Hall Master.

This scene caused the Netherworld Hall Master to turn pale with fright, his figure flashing back to the center of the main hall.

His eyes were filled with solemnity, "Who is Your Excellency? How did you get here?"

The Mysterious Person leisurely sat on the main seat, his inexplicable gaze falling upon everyone below.

At this moment, not only the Netherworld Hall Master, but also the other Netherworld Hall Elders stood up, their eyes gravely fixed on the Mysterious Person at the head.

The Mysterious Person chuckled lightly, his cold voice slowly emerging, "Who I am isn't important, how I got in isn't important. What's important is that since I'm here, you are all going to die!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Netherworld Hall Master and the others' eyes changed, looking at the Mysterious Person with anger.

"Your Excellency speaks with such arrogance. Do you think you can kill us?"

"Hmph, among the eleven of us, who isn't a strong cultivator who has been in the Mid-stage Spirit Venerable Realm for decades? Just you?"

...

Everyone spoke up, their eyes, however, carried more or less a hint of solemnity.

How this person appeared, they didn't know, nor did they detect it!

They also couldn't see through this person's strength!

At this moment, the Netherworld Hall Master's eyes were filled with solemnity, his gaze fixed on the Mysterious Person.

His voice was full of gravity as he coldly asked, "Your Excellency, who sent you?"