In the next few days, the Artifact Pavilion was peaceful, but there were some small waves in the south of the Divine Realm. Something happened to the High Cloud Pavilion.
Several of High Heaven Pavilion's branches were attacked in secret, and these branches were completely annihilated. Not a single person was left alive, nor did they leave behind any evidence.
Every branch had hundreds of disciples and countless experts, but they were all slaughtered in a single night.
There was no way to fight back. The enemy didn't leave behind any corpses or evidence. There wasn't even a trace.
For three days in a row, before the High Heaven Pavilion could even react, all the disciples of the seven branches were silenced. Although the High Heaven Pavilion did not suffer a great loss, it still suffered a great loss.
On the fourth day, one of the divine ingredients bases that the High Heaven Pavilion occupied was attacked. Not only were the disciples there killed, but all the divine ingredients inside were stolen. What's more, the base was completely destroyed.
The Lord of High Heaven Pavilion flew into a rage and mobilized all of his experts to find the real culprit.
At the same time, they offered a huge reward to investigate the culprit and mobilized several allied forces to track down the enemy.
After tracking for half a month, he didn't get many clues.
He could only guess that it was an assassin organization, a very powerful assassin organization in the Divinity Realm — the Hidden Killers Hall!
The Hidden Death Clan was very famous in the Divinity. It was even more powerful than the 72 Divinity Clans and ranked second among the assassin organizations.
Just like the Pupil-less Monkeys, they specialized in assassinations. Apart from the four super forces, as long as there was a Divine Source, any force would dare to attack.
After guessing that it was the Hidden Kill Hall, the Cabinet of Cloud was terrified. They did not dare to cause trouble for the Hidden Kill Hall, and they did not have to look for the culprit.
The people from the Cabinet of Cloud had actually guessed that the mastermind was either the Artifact Pavilion or the Craftsmen's Sect. It was more likely that the Artifact Pavilion was the culprit.
If it was the Craftsmen's Sect, they would probably attack the headquarters of the High Heaven Pavilion.
The Pavilion Master of High Heaven Pavilion ordered all branch disciples to return to High Heaven Mountain, and the sects to retreat and defend, to reduce losses.
They believed that the Hidden Killers would not dare to attack the Ling Xiao Mountain, which would cost them a lot. Even if the Chamber of Relics was as rich as a country, they would not be able to afford it.
At the back of Ling Xiao Mountain.
Ling Hong walked over on foot and entered a cave. This cave was a completely different world. It had been modified into a super luxurious palace.
Ling Hong entered the palace, and inside sat a dignified old man.
The old man's aura was not powerful, but the space around him began to fluctuate and distort, as if it was burning.
Furthermore, there were flames leaping in the old man's eyes, which made him feel extremely strange.
"Father!"
Ling Hong walked in and bowed. The elder held a teapot in his hand and stared at the teapot without looking at Ling Hong. He asked calmly, "How's the situation?"
"It's been pretty stable lately. The Hidden Killers Hall hasn't done anything else!"
Ling Hong reported, "This time, the Chamber of Relics just wants to take revenge on us. After all, they don't have any evidence. The Craftsmen's Sect won't support them. After all, the Lingxiao Pavilion has a good relationship with the Hall of Life and Death.
I'm guessing that the Divine Artifact Pavilion will give up. Many of us died this time, and they must have used up a lot of Divine Roots, right? "
Ling Wanjian's expressions did not change. After a moment of silence, he said, "Last time, we asked the Pupil-less Monkeys to help us, but we did not have a good plan. We spent so many Divine Sources and yet we failed to kill Lu Li. Do you have any good ideas?"
Ling Hong was upset. He sighed. "I have alerted Lu Li last time. I don't think he will leave the Valley of Relics easily. For now … I don't have a good idea."
"Think of something!"
Ling Wanjian suddenly looked up. The two flames in his eyes were like the souls of beasts that could devour people's souls.
He said coldly, "The entire southern Divinity is laughing at us. My grandson was murdered, and the murderer can get away with it?
As long as Lu Li is alive, I will never be able to hold my head high. "
"I do have one idea."
Ling Hong said after a moment of hesitation, "I have found out that Lu Li's family is in the Earth Imperial Universe. How about I go to the Space-time Office?
I can bring some of Lu Li's family to the Divinity and force Lu Li to come out and die. "
"Slap ~"
All of a sudden, Ling Wanjian slapped Ling Hong's face.
Ling Hong trembled. He had to take seven or eight steps back before he could steady himself. There were five bloody marks on his face.
"Bastard. You haven't made any progress after all these years!"
Ling Wanjian's eyes were clouded with anger. He scolded, "How many times have I told you?
Fight with dignity. Repay kindness with kindness and seek revenge with hatred. You can use tricks, but you cannot resort to despicable, despicable means.
That will ruin the reputation that the Ling Family has built for generations. It will crush the pride of the Ling Family disciples.
Despicable and despicable means will deceive people and make them lose the will to fight. If a warrior ponders over such things all day long, he will lose the heart of a warrior and will never have the chance to climb to the peak. "
Ling Hong was pale from the scolding. But he did not say anything. He cupped his fists and said, "Father, you are right. I was blinded by hatred.
Father, please wait. I will bring someone in. He knows Lu Li well. I think he can help. "
Ling Hong left and came back after an hour. He came back with a grey-haired old man.
This old man was quite impressive. What impressed people was his aquiline nose. One look and Ling Hong could tell that he was a cruel man.
The grey-haired old man walked in. He looked at Ling Wanjian and bowed in fear. "I am Yan Tiangang, the Town Patriarch of the Black Dragon Mansion. Nice to meet you, Lord Ling!"
Ling Wanjian threw Yan Tiangang a glance without saying anything. He turned to Ling Hong as if asking why he brought this man in.
Ling Hong explained, "Father, the Tiangang Family is in a universe close to Lu Li's.
His family was wiped out by Lu Li. He knows Lu Li well. I think he has a way to deal with Lu Li. "
Yan Tiangang bowed again. Ling Wanjian nodded. "Yan Tiangang, do you understand the situation?
Do you have a way to kill Lu Li? "
Yan Tiangang nodded. "Brother Ling Hong has told me the situation. I have thought about it. If we cannot go to the Earth Imperial Universe to capture Lu Li's family, there is only one way.
That is to set up a trap so that Lu Li will have to come to his death! "
Ling Wanjian raised his eyebrows. "Tell me about it."
Yan Tiangang thought about it and said, "In a year and a half, it will be the Craftsmen's Sect's Competition of Craftsmen. By then, all the talented craftsmen in the Divinity will gather at the City of Craftsmen.
If Lu Li goes there, we can find a chance to kill him. "
"Hmm!"
Ling Wanjian snorted and said indifferently, "I thought you have a good idea. The participants of the Competition of Craftsmen are all talents. Lu Li has just joined the Chamber of Relics. He may not even be qualified to go.
Even if he can find a chance to go, he will be led by powerful warriors of the Chamber of Relics. How can he do it?
Do you want to do it at the City of Craftsmen?
Are you going to kill him? "
Yan Tiangang did not mind Ling Wanjian's sneer. He cupped his fists and said, "Lord Ling, that is why I said we need to set up a trap.
We set up this trap so that Lu Li will have to go to the Competition of Craftsmen and leave the City of Craftsmen quietly.
As soon as he leaves the City of Craftsmen, we will let him die without a burial place. "
When Yan Tiangang said this, he was confident. Coldness filled his eyes. He was like a beast baring its fangs.
"Okay!"