God Destroying Pearl

The bandit leader hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

"Hidden...Hidden Token..." The bandit leader's voice trembled a little. He swallowed and tried to calm his inner waves. "I...I did hear some rumors. Recently, a very mysterious assassin organization did appear in the world of immortal cultivation. They called themselves the 'Hidden Killing Palace'."

"This organization is extremely secretive and ruthless. It is said that their members are all accomplished monks with unfathomable strength. More importantly, each of them has a special identity token with the word 'hidden' engraved on it."

At this point, the bandit leader paused, as if recalling more details.

He continued, "The reputation of the Hidden Killing Hall has been extremely loud in the world of immortal cultivation recently, not only because of their secretive actions, but also because of their terrifying assassination ability. It is said that they have even successfully assassinated a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. Such a record can be said to be unprecedented in the world of immortal cultivation. However, apart from this basic information, I don’t know much about them. After all, such an organization is too mysterious and it is not something that small characters like us can easily contact."

Song Yun listened quietly to the bandit leader's story, without any expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

He thought to himself, Hidden Killing Hall... this name sounds full of danger and unknown.

Since they could even assassinate Nascent Soul cultivators, then the two "Hidden" tokens in his hands might really be inextricably linked to this mysterious organization.

Thinking of this, Song Yun nodded to the bandit leader, indicating that he had heard his answer.

Then, he waved his hand lightly, and the space spirit rope instantly dissipated, and the bandit leader regained his freedom.

But Song Yun knew that this freedom was only temporary. If the bandit leader dared to make any unusual moves, he could subdue him again at any time.

"I'll remember what happened today. If you dare to do evil again or disclose my whereabouts to others, I will not forgive you. Put down the storage bag and get out of here!" Song Yun's voice was as cold as ice, causing the bandit leader to shiver.

He nodded rapidly, indicating that he would never do it again.

Then, an awkward smile quickly appeared on the bandit leader's face, which was mixed with a bit of flattery and helplessness.

He licked his dry lips and spoke carefully, "Well, well, actually, before we met you, we had the misfortune to encounter an extremely powerful monk. That guy was simply a demon. Not only did he beat us to a pulp, he also robbed us of our storage bags. You see, I really have nothing on me except this set of tattered clothes."

As he spoke, the bandit leader pointed to his clothes that were torn and covered in dust from the battle, as well as his companions who were lying on the ground in tattered clothes, to prove that what he said was true.

His eyes were full of pleading and sincerity, and he was afraid that Song Yun would think he was lying to evade responsibility.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun glanced at the bandit leader and his companions. It was just as the bandit leader said, they all looked quite embarrassed and did not seem like they had enough energy to hide their valuables.

Song Yun frowned slightly and thought to himself: This is too much of a coincidence.

So Song Yun said calmly: "Gather all the weapons and put them down. As for you, get out of here! Be careful in the future and don't do evil again."

When the bandit leader heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he quickly responded: "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you for sparing my life, hero. I will leave later and will never appear in front of you again."

As he said that, he quickly collected his own and his companions' weapons, then placed the weapons in his hands on the ground one by one, and then crawled away from the scene, fearing that Song Yun would go back on his word.

Watching the bandit leader's back quickly disappearing from his sight, Song Yun shook his head slightly. In his heart, he felt both helpless about the law of the jungle in the world of cultivating immortals and sighed about the complexity and changeability of human nature.

Thinking of the "Hidden Killing Hall" mentioned by the bandit leader just now, Song Yun's heart seemed to be hit hard by the three words "Hidden Killing Hall", and it seemed that an invisible pressure was covering him.

Song Yun stopped, frowned, and looked into the distance with deep eyes, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness.

Faces flashed through his mind quickly, but he could not find any clues related to the "Hidden Killing Hall".

"Who on earth wants to kill me?" Song Yun murmured to himself, his voice low and powerful.

He asked himself why he had always been cautious in the world of immortal cultivation and had never made any deep hatred with anyone, so he attracted such a mysterious killer organization?

Could it really be the Liehuo Sect that had a grudge against him?

But on second thought, although the Liehuo Sect was powerful, they might not be able to know his whereabouts after leaving the sect, let alone contact a killer organization like the Hidden Killing Hall so quickly.

The more Song Yun thought about it, the more his head started to swell. He shook his head, trying to get rid of all the messy thoughts in his mind. He knew that at this moment, any groundless speculation would be useless. Only by staying calm could he find the key to the problem.

So he took a deep breath and refocused his attention on the matter at hand.

He waved his sleeves lightly, and a gentle wave of spiritual power spread out instantly, rolling the bandits' weapons scattered on the ground into his storage bag one by one.

Although these weapons are not of high quality, they are rare treasures for some low-level monks.

After dealing with the weapons, considering the large number of corpses, Song Yun took out a fireball talisman, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the talisman turned into a dazzling flame, instantly devouring the bodies of the bandits left at the scene.

After doing all this, Song Yun set out again on the road to Qingyun City.