Lord of the night.

Chapter 1408 What to do about this? [Two-in-One]

The three people surrounded Fang Che in a triangular formation.

It cut off all escape routes.

"A soul-reaper?"

Fang Che said calmly, "It is quite rare. This is the first time in my life that I have seen this kind of attire."

The man in black said calmly, "Those whose lifespan has ended will naturally see the Soul Reaper. Fang Che, your lifespan has ended, and we have come to arrest you and bring you back to the underworld."

Fang Che scoffed and said, "The Heavenly Palace and the Underworld, which Underworld?"

The man in black paused almost imperceptibly for a moment.

They have clearly forgotten that there really is an underworld within the secluded mountain gates of this world.

"Those who secluded themselves in the mountains and usurped divine power will surely be punished by heaven sooner or later."

The man in black said coldly, "That underworld is nothing more than a江湖 (jianghu) organization. How can it compare to my true Yin Si (阴司) underworld?"

Fang Che smiled faintly, fully activating his divine sense power, which permeated the three of them, meticulously identifying any gaps in their auras.

This is something he only realized recently after leveling up.

Why is it that when masters clash, they rarely engage in a life-or-death battle right from the start? Most of the time, they just talk nonsense in the eyes of others.

But once you reach that level, you realize that no one's aura is ever perfectly harmonious.

With the aid of divine sense, one can certainly try to find out where the weakness lies.

Whether escaping or attacking, one can handle it with ease and confidence.

The three opponents' auras surged and swelled, each trying to compensate for the other's weaknesses. But it was clear that the black-robed man in the middle had the highest cultivation level.

Fang Che narrowed his eyes, looking at the man in black in front of him. He slowly placed one hand on the hilt of his sword and said calmly, "Stop playing tricks. You're from the Divine Weasel Cult, aren't you?"

The man in black chuckled strangely: "You've seen quite a lot. As expected of the renowned Fang Tu, Commander Fang."

He spoke casually, as if joking.

However, the same divine sense was also discerning the weaknesses in Fang Che's aura. But what suddenly heightened his vigilance was...

Fang Tu's aura was actually like waves, constantly surging and repeating.

It has weaknesses, but it is constantly covering them up.

This made him feel even more serious.

This Fang Tu, no wonder everyone calls him a super genius. Truly extraordinary!
Fang Che squinted at them, a mocking expression on his face: "I gave you a way out, and you actually took it. Idiots, can't you use your brains?"

A deep, sinister light gleamed in the eyes of the man in black opposite them, and a menacing aura gradually emanated from him.

He stood in the air, waved his hand and said, "The auspicious time has arrived. The world is dark and gloomy. It is the perfect time for Fang Tu to return to heaven. Within a short while, you two should send Mr. Fang on his way. Don't miss his time of passing."

The other two men in black simultaneously grinned maliciously, drew their longswords, and strode forward.

"Mr. Fang, we two brothers are known as the Ox-Head and Horse-Face soul-reaping messengers, and we've come here to serve you on your journey. Have a safe trip, and don't complain when you arrive in the underworld."

Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "I've seen quite a few people who hide their true identities along the way. But to reach the level of a Saint Venerable and still hide like this is truly the first time I've seen it."

He sensed with his divine sense that the cultivation levels of these three individuals were all higher than his own.

The person in the middle gave me a particularly creepy feeling.

But the two on either side did not.

Fang Che made up his mind.

As long as these two people do not exceed the Saint Venerable level, I can attack or retreat as needed.

The only thing to worry about is that man in black on the other side.

But which side were these three on? This question weighed heavily on Fang Che's mind.

Are they from the Guardians' side of the family?

My journey here involves passing through three more cities before reaching Hechuan. The guardian families along this route have all been thoroughly inspected. There are basically no problems.

Fang Che really wasn't sure what kind of family they were from, coming to kill him at this time.

Or it could be related to some other force.

"The Holy Emperor's shrimp can actually see the Holy Venerable. Fang Tu's eyesight is indeed sharp."

The two men sneered, their longswords flashing and radiating light, illuminating the night sky and putting constant psychological pressure on Fang Che.

With their Saint Venerable cultivation, they could tell at a glance that Fang Tu in front of them was only a high-level Saint Emperor.

Two high-level Saint Venerables dealing with one high-level Saint Emperor would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it? Even if Fang Tu can kill people of higher levels, I have indeed heard that he is very powerful.

But how many levels can one skip?

Fang Tu has never killed a Saint Venerable!
Those masters who died in the previous life-and-death struggle were actually killed by the legendary deadly flying knife.

In the battle of the Cloud Weapon Ranking, everyone saw that Fang Tu had defeated many Saint Venerables, but after the battle, many Saint Venerables on the ranking also said: This was a battle to abdicate.

This sentence says it all.

These kids are climbing the rankings; firstly, they're definitely strong enough, and secondly, their potential is too great. It's too dangerous to be ahead of them. It's better to just fight them a few times and then drop to a relatively safer position. Since we can still gain benefits, why bother about rankings?
Most people maintained their composure in public, but when it came to challenging each other to climb the rankings in private, it was a real life-or-death struggle.

I dare not kill the geniuses of the nine great families of the Righteous Sect and the Guardian Feng Yu Xue. Am I supposed to just wait to be killed?
Furthermore, the Holy Venerables who were forced to step down... even if it's just for the sake of saving face, they still have to say it like that.

Therefore, there are all sorts of conflicting opinions in mainland China right now.

It is generally accepted that Fang Tu can defeat Saint Venerables of a higher level, even high-level Saint Venerables!

However, killing is not necessarily the case.

If he were to face two high-ranking Saint Venerables simultaneously, he would undoubtedly be defeated.

Judging by this kind of speculation, many people feel that it's a gross overestimation. After all, those holy figures ranked in those positions have their own compelling reasons for having to step down...

Along this journey, Fang Tu was clearly all alone.

This assassination attempt was both a test and a deadly strike.

They were testing whether the Deadly Flying Knife was following them. If it was, losing three people wouldn't matter; of course, escaping back would be better.

If he hadn't followed, Fang Tu would have been utterly annihilated!

Such a probing assassination attempt would naturally not be carried out by a true genius saint. Therefore…

I understand everything I understand.

Fang Che kept retreating step by step, his hand still on the hilt of the knife, and he hadn't drawn it yet.

His eyes watched warily as the men in black on both sides continued to approach.

The leader of the men in black stood still, hands behind his back, his eyes coldly fixed on Fang Che.

Fang Che was making plans.

The leader was thirty feet away from him, which was a sufficient distance.

"Gentlemen, even if I am to die today, I should at least have a reason."

Fang Che's eyes flashed: "How about letting me die knowing why?"

"You'll know when you're dead. Humans are foolish, but ghosts are clever; Mr. Fang, you're about to become an omnipresent spirit!"

The two of them chuckled.

Just then.

Fang Che stopped retreating, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a blade of light flashed in the darkness, shooting straight into the sky!

It illuminated the entire night sky, making it brightly lit.

The two men in black on the left and right were shocked to find that the aura lock had been broken in an instant.

The reason these two remained calm was because they had locked onto Fang Che from the start. Their continued pressure without making a move was also a test to see if the legendary deadly flying knife was lurking in the shadows.

If they were truly in the shadows, the three of them would have to consider how to escape quickly.

The three had already made arrangements for their escape route.

But as a result, the momentum that had been locked in was broken!
Not only was it cut off.

As the connection was severed, Fang Che's aura suddenly surged like a raging torrent, with giant waves crashing towards him and endless killing intent crashing down.

It crashed hard into the two of them!
In an instant, the sky darkened!
The two cried out in surprise and immediately took action.

But Fang Che's knife was even faster.

A flash of blade light illuminated the sky, completely enveloping the surrounding space, and came crashing in like a tidal wave!

At the same time, amidst the sky full of blades, a flying knife flashed and disappeared.

The Underworld!

dang dang...

The Saintly expert on the left desperately tried to block Fang Che's attack, but he only managed to block two blows before he noticed that his companion, who was attacking alongside him, suddenly stopped moving!
In the midst of his busy work, he glanced to the side and saw that his companion had a bloody hole in his throat.

His body was collapsing helplessly, but a torrential downpour of blades instantly engulfed the corpse, and his body scattered like a human bomb.

Amidst a shower of blood and gore, Fang Che's blade thunderously pierced through the air, hurtling towards the remaining Saintly Master.

Like a demon god bursting out of the Blood Soul Hell.

"Bastard!"

The leader of the black-clad men watching from afar shouted and flashed into the battle.

A sword thrust out.

With his other hand, he pulled the Holy Venerable, who was already shrouded in Fang Che's sword light, away in an instant.

There was a sound.

Fang Che's barrage of sword shadows vanished, and he somersaulted seventeen feet, his body swaying slightly.

The Holy Venerable, who was dragged away by the leader of the men in black, made gurgling noises as he stared wide-eyed at Fang Che, thick blood gushing from his mouth.

It's obvious they're not going to make it.

The leader of the men in black hurriedly checked and found a bloody hole in the back of his head. The brain matter inside his head was a complete mess, seeping out in a mixture of red and white.

I didn't even see how Fang Che made his move.

The man in black was startled and couldn't help but let go.

The body slowly fell to the ground with a soft thud.

The other man in black had turned into a cloud of pink blood mist, which lingered in the night air, and the misty blood rain slowly drifted down to the ground.

"Fang Tu! What ruthless methods!" The leader of the men in black was furious.

"So even the Soul Reaper is made of flesh and blood when he's cut down. That's quite an eye-opener."

Fang Che said calmly, "Since they are ghosts of the underworld, shouldn't they turn into a wisp of black smoke and disappear, then be resurrected and fight again?"

The man in black clearly didn't want to discuss this technical issue with Fang Che.

"A mere Saint Emperor, yet you slay a Saint Venerable beyond your level and kill two high-level beings in a single battle. Such a person is even more worthy of our attention!"

The man in black said menacingly, "Fang Che, prepare to die."

His aura surged forth, overwhelming everything, his sword gleaming, and he took a sudden step forward, the sword flashing as it charged forward...

But suddenly, as if seeing a ghost, his pupils contracted, and before he could turn around, he was thrown backwards!

Just as he finished showing off and was about to attack, he suddenly discovered that an old man in blue robes had appeared behind Fang Che at some unknown time.

Even with his initial Saint King cultivation level, he couldn't figure out how this person got here!

But he immediately knew who this person was!

Deadly Flying Knife!

The deadly flying knife was indeed still following Fang Che!

Knowing he was no match for the deadly throwing knife, he immediately fled.

Feng Duyi reached out, and a huge palm print immediately formed in the air, whistling out and grabbing the novice Saint King who had already escaped a hundred feet away.

Then I grabbed it and brought it back.

"I've already come out, and you still want to run away..." Feng Du said with dissatisfaction, "You look down on me..."

"Senior, spare my life! I was just testing you..." the man in black cried out, begging for mercy.

Fearing she might not have another chance to speak, she said, "I'll answer whatever you want to ask, senior!"

Feng Du grabbed the man in black with his large, spiritual hand and waved it in front of him, asking, "Why are you running when you see me?"

The question left the man in black completely bewildered: Wouldn't I be a fool if I didn't run? Then, Feng Du actually released the man in black without imposing any cultivation restrictions.

Just let him stand in front of me like that.

The man in black's two exposed eyes were completely bewildered: What are they trying to do? Let me go?
"go with!"

Feng Du said, "You spar with Fang Che. Let him experience what it's like to fight against a Holy Emperor, and get a feel for it."

This action left the man in black completely dumbfounded.

Even Fang Che was stunned.

How could such a bizarre move happen?

Feng Du instructed, "Fight with all your might, keep your killing intent in mind, but don't actually hurt him. Come on."

Then the other party said thoroughly, "It's precisely through this kind of real battle that you can know how powerful the Holy Lord is. You need to feel the force of your attacks."

Fang Che's facial muscles twitched involuntarily: "Yes."

Feng Du turned his head and saw that the man in black was still standing there blankly. He frowned, gave the man a light kick in the butt, and said, "Are you still standing there? Can't you understand human language?"

The man in black was on the verge of tears: "...I..."

"hurry up!"

Feng Du urged, "It's so late... I still have to play chess later."

Thus, under the supervision of Feng Du, Fang Che experienced the most bizarre sparring session of his life.

It must be said that the Holy Monarch is indeed a master with high cultivation and superb combat power!

Although he was just an ordinary Saintly Monarch, he was still someone that Fang Che, an eighth-rank Saintly Emperor, could not fight beyond his level.

The pressure of rank is fully manifested in the holy power of the Holy Ruler.

Fang Che was immediately put at a significant disadvantage.

While the battle was taking place, Feng Du provided commentary.

"Do you understand? This is the pressure from the Holy Monarch. This kind of suppression by holy power and by rank cannot be changed by your skills and aura."

"Why is it said that the Holy Monarch is the one who has truly entered the gate of martial arts? Because he can already wield holy power, manipulate the power of heaven and earth, and imprison space."

"stop!"

Feng Du called for a halt, stopping the man in black from holding his sword, the tip of which was pointing at Fang Che's chest.

Feng Du began to explain: "Take this sword for example. He used holy power to manipulate the space around you, imprison you, and then killed you with one sword. Do you understand? That's why your skills are useless in front of the Holy Lord."

After finishing his explanation, Feng Du said, "Let's begin."

After a few moves: "Stop!"

The man in black stopped three inches from the back of Fang Che's head again.

"Got it? This is the rule for using Holy Power. Can you see anything? Can you tell that he is a Holy Monarch who has broken through the aura barrier? Did you see the Holy Power vortex when he made this move? Pay attention to this."

"continue."

"stop!"

"Keep going!"

"stop!"

It must be said that Feng Du was a good teacher, guiding Fang Che step by step.

The man in black and Fang Che actually 'sparred' for half the night.

Like a puppet, he was controlled and manipulated.

Finally, Feng Du felt he had enough: "That's enough for today. Let's rest."

The man in black stopped, drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with despair.

Fang Che didn't sweat this much, but this holy ruler almost died from exhaustion.

What kind of monster did I encounter today?

Then Feng Du brought this person and Fang Che into his own domain.

Then, taking out some tea leaves, she casually instructed, "Go and make some tea. Serve us while we play chess."

Man in black:"???"

Fang Che was also shocked: "No interrogation?"

Feng Du remained calm: "Why are you in such a hurry? Do you think he can run away? Shouldn't you let him spar with you a bit more? Do you expect me to spar with you? It would be a waste not to use such a lackey who comes to your door."

Fang Che was sweating profusely.

The man in black was drenched in sweat and trembling all over: "Senior, spare my life! I...I...I'll do whatever you say. Will I still be alive?"

Feng Du frowned: "That's a rather tactless question you're asking!"

Under the expectant gaze of the man in black, Feng Du said matter-of-factly, "Is this a question you can ask right now? Get to work!"

So, with the help of the man in black, the two began to play chess.

In this eerie atmosphere, Fang Che felt his mental state was being impacted, and he suffered three consecutive crushing defeats.

This made Feng Du kill the enemy with great satisfaction.

After all, Fang Che's chess skills are undeniable. Even if he ultimately loses, it won't be easy for Feng Du to win.

Both were narrow victories, won by half a point or one point.

This feeling of 'victory after fierce battle' is something Feng Du really enjoys.

The man in black dared not be negligent in the slightest, serving him tea and water with utmost care.

After the fourth game.

Feng Du was satisfied and released Fang Che to rest in his own territory.

Then, he sealed all the powers that the man in black needed to contain, and with a thought, a large tree appeared in the domain, binding the man in black to the tree.

"You should get some sleep too. You need to stay energetic these next few days."

Man in black:"……"

I've actually seen a god!

Even now, there hasn't been a single word of interrogation, and they haven't even been allowed to speak.

They didn't even take off his face mask.

I have to say, this guy who throws deadly knives is truly ruthless when it comes to doing things.

Aren't you curious about who I am, which family I belong to, or what organization I belong to? Which side am I on?

From that day on, Fang Che began this bizarre journey.

During the day, he would go out to patrol and inspect places as usual, but whenever he had time, he would be dragged into the domain to fight against this holy ruler.

After the match, he played chess with Feng Du.

It won't interfere with anything.

Moreover, Feng Du was extremely careful, ensuring that Fang Che would not be distracted from his important business or his training.

Even while playing chess, he reminded Fang Che: "The way of chess contains the way of heaven and the way of martial arts, and you should also consider how to integrate them."

Various martial arts principles poured into Fang Che's mind like a flowing stream, some of which even contradicted what Sun Wutian had said.

But whenever such a situation arises, Fang Che does not hesitate to abandon what Sun Wutian taught him and adopt Feng Du's method.

That's absolutely correct.

Along the way, Fang Che's progress was visibly rapid.

Even the black-clad men who were captured and enslaved experienced an increase in combat power, demonstrating that the effectiveness of the Fengdu teaching method is absolutely top-notch.

The man in black was no longer afraid; he was even envious of Fang Che: Look at the teachers he had, and then look at me! Look at the treatment he received, and then look at me!

I want to cry without tears.

This continued until Fang Che arrived in Hechuan City.

The trip ended when we returned to the same large courtyard where we had started.

At this time, Fang Che had already trained himself to the point where he could struggle and try to break free from the control when he encountered the Holy Monarch's Holy Power.

Although things haven't gone very smoothly yet, we've found the right direction.

"understood?"

"understood?"

How does it feel to have figured it out on your own?

"Excellent."

"That's it."

then.

This peculiar educational method of "sealing off the individual" has finally come to an end.

Feng Du only began interrogating the man in black at this point.

"Where did you come from? What's your identity?!"

After the interrogation, Feng Du looked pale and sickly.

He looked at Fang Che with a speechless expression.

"What's wrong?" Fang Che scratched his head, looking completely bewildered. What kind of expression is that?
"Damn it..."

Feng Du sighed, his expression complicated: "This whole thing is... a complete mess..."

Fang Che's eyes widened: "One of us?"

"Not just that."

Feng Du looked distressed: "The Yin Si Dian, a Jianghu organization under the Feng family. The Soul Reaper... is indeed an assassin position within them."

Fang Che's eyes widened: "Why does the Feng family want to deal with me? I haven't offended the Feng family."

"You're Fang Che now, you idiot!"

Feng Du was clearly in a bad mood and, unusually, started swearing.

"The Underworld Palace is an assassin organization supported by the Feng family for thousands of years. It does not belong to the 'I Am the Righteous Sect' to the outside world; it is a purely Jianghu (martial arts world) entity. It ranks second only to the Faceless Tower in the assassin organization rankings."

Feng Du looked dejected: "Back then, I was the one who ordered it to be established..."

"For many years, the Underworld Palace has been doing shady things, taking money to do things, killing all sorts of people, such as assassinating the Guardian Genius but not being able to find the leader of the Sovereign Sect... Moreover, it has always operated independently, and there are no members of our Feng family in it. It is basically a free-range operation. Otherwise, Dongfang San San could have found a pretext to wipe it out."

"You stole the show on the Cloud Weapon Ranking this time, and you, Fang Che, aren't even among the geniuses of aristocratic families... so the Underworld Palace has sent assassins all over the continent to kill you. If this doesn't work, there will probably be another wave. After killing you, they'll frame those powerful families who have been killed by the Guardians' Life-and-Death Patrol..."

Fang Che's face contorted in shock: "How could this be! How could this be... What do we do now?"

"How to fix it?"

Feng Du looked like he was in a dilemma; it was clear that even this Vice Chief Cult Leader Feng was now at a loss.

He had the authority to order the Underworld not to kill Fang Che.

But wouldn't that expose Night Demon's identity? Why did he order not to kill him? What was the reason?
But the people of the Underworld Palace don't have the Five Spirit Gu!

Once the order is given, what if someone leaks something out...?

Then Night Demon, the undercover agent, wouldn't need to remain an undercover agent anymore.

However, with the war of the gods imminent, the Night Demon's role as an undercover agent is extremely important, as he can leave some seeds with the Guardians if necessary.

Fang Che was perfectly suited to do this.

Therefore, Night Demon cannot be exposed.

However, the Underworld has already issued a kill order.

As for Feng Du here, it's clear that anyone who comes will die. If it were Sun Wutian, the death would be even more certain.

Are we just going to keep killing our own people here?
As for letting them go back... there has to be a reason for letting them go back, right? They came to assassinate Fang Che, failed, were captured, and were eventually let go.

What should we say about this?
Are you playing house?

However, endless killing is clearly unacceptable. After this setback, those who follow are mostly Saint-level experts. Who doesn't know how difficult it is to cultivate a Saint-level expert?
They were all slaughtered one by one by their own waiting companions?
Feng Du sighed deeply, "I really... what am I going to do about this?"

(End of this chapter)