Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

The martial arts training ground of Prince Anle's Mansion.

"Next up is the winner's final," the old man said quietly.

As night gradually fell, the bright moonlight made people feel uneasy and somewhat anxious.

Li Junsu looked at the moon overhead and a smile appeared on his lips.

coming soon.

"Go and give the Six Doors some face." Li Junsu thought about He Ning's words and these events, then shook his head.

He Ning must have found out something, something to make him save face... or rather... to make him kick Luo Li off the ninth place on the Human Ranking.

"Sis, why do I feel a little cold?" Li Junhao asked, touching his arm.

"Wait a moment, we'll leave immediately," Li Junyi said coldly.

"What's wrong, sis?" Li Junhao asked in surprise.

"There's a problem here. We shouldn't hold Junsu back," Li Junyi transmitted his voice through internal force.

They both still adhere to patriarchal traditions, which is a bit lacking here.

"Look over there." Li Junhao listened to his sister's telepathic message and his gaze shifted subtly.

The floor where Jian Wu had just unleashed his Thunderclap technique was now cracked, with specks of red mist emanating from the gaps.

Even Li Junhao noticed something was wrong.

Li Junsu then looked at Jian Wu.

Jian Wu nodded slightly, indicating that he was ready.

He noticed the formation below as soon as he stepped into the training ground, but he didn't make a fuss because the Six Doors were there.

He knew that since the Six Doors had already arrived, it meant they had been prepared for a long time.

The Six Doors never foolishly wait for things to escalate; they are like foxes, waiting for their prey to come to them.

Jian Wuxing is straightforward, but he's not stupid.

"Old man, something's strange here," Lin Jin said into the ring.

"Inside is the White Lotus Sect's Demon-Devouring Boundless Array, its true name should be the Evil Sacrifice Five Array. It can drain a martial artist's internal energy for its own use. However, its power is so weak that it must have been specially adjusted to imprison the enemy's cultivation level for use against them." The old voice came.

"This demonic cult is truly wicked," Lin Jin gasped upon hearing this.

It can absorb the inner strength of others for its own use when advancing, and can imprison the realm of others when retreating, thus turning the tables and killing them.

"This formation, combined with a bit of the Blood Demon Sect's legacy, if set up in a mortal village, is equivalent to three years of your arduous cultivation," the old man said quietly.

"Oh." Lin Jin simply nodded upon hearing this.

"Aren't you tempted?" the old man asked with great interest.

"I am a human being, not an animal. Even during the time you were draining my internal energy, I was not tempted," Lin Jin said calmly.

"Very good, that's the kind of awareness my disciple should have," the old man said with a smile.

"Get out of here! I have a master now, and he's much more reliable than you," Lin Jin said, stroking the longsword in his hand.

.......

"Next match." The old man waved his hand seemingly casually, and suddenly the entire training ground was surrounded by servants.

"Would you all like to welcome another person?" A gentle female voice came, and the woman who walked through the air had a captivatingly eerie appearance under the moonlight.

"The Xiangxi Corpse-Driving Faction has also come looking for death?" Yan Gui said mockingly, looking at the pale faces of his servants.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked closely and were shocked to see that the servants were all dead, their faces pale and lifeless.

"To sacrifice for a great cause is their honor," the old man said somberly.

King Anle looked at the pale faces of his servants and slumped into his chair.

Inside were maids who spoke softly to him on ordinary days, and a cheerful and generous coachman when he traveled.

"How could you bear to do that?!" King Anle suddenly roared.

However, he was saddened to find that no one responded to him.

"Because he is a beast, don't try to understand a beast's thoughts." The voice came out, and Anle Wang looked over. Li Junsu, who was beside Yan Gui, lazily stood up and said.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Li Junsu asked, looking at the languid Yan Gui.

"You can't just use this much, can you?" Yan Gui asked, looking at Hei Lian.

"I've put a lot of thought into this to make sure everyone has a good time," Black Lotus said, clapping her hands.

The leaders of the White Lotus Sect arrived, seemingly stepping through the air.

"One, two, three, four, just four of you. Do you look down on me, Yan?" Yan Gui looked at the four leaders of the Wanghai Realm and laughed.

"Of course not, Elder Yang, what about your preparations?" Black Lotus looked at the old man and asked with a smile.

The old man snapped his fingers, and a blood-red array enveloped the entire area. The four Wang Hai, who had been operating the array underground, also appeared on stage.

"Now that's more like a rebellion," Yan Gui said with a smile.

"Eight Guanshan?" Lin Jin glanced at the eight Guanshan behind Hei Lian and twitched his lips.

"This is what a powerful force is like. Whether it's resources or foundation, it's incomparable to small sects and clans," the old man remarked from inside the ring.

"The White Lotus Sect is a demonic sect that existed three dynasties ago." The old man said, his tone carrying a hint of apprehension.

"They're very powerful?" Lin Jin asked in surprise, since the Demonic Sect was clearly subordinate to the Sword Sect.

"They're not strong, but they won't die either," the old man said meaningfully.

"Now that's more interesting!" Yan Gui laughed loudly and struck out with a palm.

In an instant, the black demonic energy formed a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, and the wailing and the faintly visible demonic creatures within it startled all the young people present.

This is far more shocking than the contest between Jian Wu and Wen Lian.

With his overwhelming demonic aura, Yan Gui resembled a member of the demonic sect even more than the White Lotus Sect. It took two Sea-Gazing Realm cultivators from the White Lotus Sect working together to barely block his attack.

"This is troublesome," Hei Lian thought, looking at Yan Gui's arrogant demeanor.

The Jade-Faced Yama, ranked 30th on the Earthly Ranking, was even more troublesome than she had imagined.

Even under the suppression of the formation, Yan Gui still looked so relaxed and carefree; she couldn't imagine how strong Yan Gui would be at his peak.

"Wu Chi, if you don't come out soon, I'll skin you alive," Yan Gui suddenly said.

"The real show hasn't even started yet!" A hearty laugh rang out, accompanied by a surge of blood energy. The newcomer was clad in gleaming armor, and his menacing halberd was awe-inspiring.

"Didn't you say you held off the military?" Black Lotus asked Old Yang.

Wu Chi, Grand Commander of the Jiangnan Military Region.

"Him? Die!" Wu Chi laughed loudly, and with a stomp of the ground, he charged into the encirclement of the four Sea-Gazing Realm warriors from the Anle Prince's Mansion.

"Make your move," Black Lotus said, waving her hand.

Now is not the time to investigate; infighting will only hasten their demise.

Inside Jiangnan City, the Six Doors, having already evacuated the residents, looked at the stunned White Lotus Sect disciples and a bloody grin appeared on their lips.

"Make your move," the head constable ordered, waving his hand.

Black Lotus's plan is to send high-level combatants into the Anle Prince's Mansion, while low-level disciples will cause chaos in Jiangnan City.

This was a prediction made by Hei Lian.

......

outside the city.

"Now that you're here, don't leave," the deputy general of the Jiangnan Road military camp said with a smile, looking at the men in straw raincoats with dark circles under their eyes.

The Corpse-Driving Faction, Black Lotus used Yan Gui's corpse to lure them to come and help.

Before Wu Chi arrived, he took a good look at the group of corpse drivers.

"He's really ugly." The lieutenant shook his head and smiled, thinking about his general's words.

"Leave no one behind."