After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 447 Shock
The group of top assassins, exuding an oppressive aura as if they were standing on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, all slowly straightened up after receiving Li Musheng's signal.

At this moment, the young men and women who were slumped on the road could all sense that the terrifying assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion who treated them as nothing showed extreme awe towards the young man on the camel.

An invisible river of killing intent hung above the road leading to Baidi City. At the same time, everyone walking on the road was filled with fear and unease, standing still and not daring to make a move.

The top assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion, who came to greet Hou Li Musheng outside Baidi City, stood in two rows on both sides of the avenue. Among them, a woman in a black dress with an exceptionally beautiful face and a man with an ordinary appearance were at the forefront of the two rows of assassins, respectively.

The woman in the black dress was Lianxing, who had witnessed Li Musheng's battle with the Killing Saint in the capital of Dali, while the ordinary-looking man was Huanhu.

Although Lianxing has an extremely beautiful face, she appears somewhat expressionless and aloof, like an exquisite clay sculpture.

However, when she looked up at the future leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion on the camel's back, a turbulent emotion flickered in her eyes.

"Lead the way."

Li Musheng waved his hand lightly, not surprised by the arrival of the Hidden Kill Pavilion assassins.

After all, as a renowned assassin organization in the martial arts world, the Hidden Killers Pavilion could not possibly be unaware that he had already arrived in Baidi City.

It would be unexpected if the Hidden Killing Pavilion didn't come to welcome him, and it would show a lack of respect for him as the future pavilion master. In that case, he would have to step in and teach them a lesson.

Upon hearing Li Musheng's order, all the top assassins of the Hidden Kill Pavilion, including Lianxing and Huanhu, responded in unison.

Then, the river of killing intent that had been floating above the road dispersed, stirring up an irresistible invisible force, intending to push all the martial artists and civilians who had been walking on the road to the sides, making way for an unobstructed path.

However, Li Musheng merely waved his hand, and the power unleashed by the river of killing intent vanished silently. He shook his head and said:

"I'm not that arrogant. Everyone can walk on this road."

Upon hearing this, Lianxing and Huanhu exchanged a glance, and then both nodded in unison. The river of killing intent that had been floating above the avenue instantly receded.

In an instant, the oppressive killing intent that had enveloped the martial arts practitioners and common people vanished, and everyone felt a sudden sense of relief, gasping for breath as if they were drowning people surfacing.

Seeing this, Li Musheng patted the camel beneath him and led Cang Yinyue and her group past the group of young men and women who were still slumped on the ground, continuing towards Baidi City ahead.

Lianxing, Huanhu, and the other assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion stood quietly until Li Musheng and the others left before silently following them.

Only after the group of assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion had gone far away did the group of young men and women who had been lying on the ground attempt to get up with difficulty.

At this moment, everyone felt as if they had just walked through the gates of hell. They were all pale as paper, weak in the knees, and their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Although the Hidden Kill Pavilion is not one of the six major powers in the Western Desert, its fearsome reputation is known throughout the entire Western Desert.

Especially when they felt the powerful oppressive aura of the Hidden Kill Pavilion's top assassins at such close range, even the most outstanding young martial artists with considerable talent would find it difficult to withstand.

"Just who is that person? How could the Hidden Assassins Pavilion send out so many assassins to greet him!"

After regaining their senses, the group of young men and women looked in the direction where Li Musheng and the others had left, still shaken. Their tone and attitude had been very rude, and they had even questioned Li Musheng, but fortunately, he hadn't taken their disrespect to heart.

This made the group of people, who had just escaped with their lives, even more curious about the other party's true identity.

Just then, someone among the group of young men and women seemed to remember something and said:
"The assassin from the Hidden Assassins Pavilion seemed to have addressed that person as 'Your Highness'?"

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, and almost simultaneously remembered the news about the Hidden Killing Pavilion.

"Could it be... that he is the future new leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion who once defeated the Killing Saint, the eighth prince from the Great Li Dynasty?"

Upon hearing this guess, the group of young men and women could all see the utter shock on each other's faces.

They were all quite talented in martial arts, and although they were in the Western Desert, they all harbored the ambition to roam the world and yearned for the wider and greater world beyond the Western Desert.

Therefore, they are usually very interested in news and official reports from the martial arts world, especially many anecdotes from the martial arts world, which they know even better than the Holy King of the Yellow Springs Department.

As for Li Musheng's deeds, they were naturally the most knowledgeable about them.

Although the Western Desert also produced a martial arts prodigy, a talent that appears only once in a millennium, the news about Li Musheng was undoubtedly more fantastical and shocking in everyone's mind!
This person's experiences are like fictional tales from martial arts legends, full of legendary color and seeming extremely unreal.

Even this group of young people who are passionate about information about the martial arts world think that Li Musheng's deeds are too exaggerated and are false information spread by people in the martial arts world.

Even so, there is one thing they know is definitely true.

That was the news of Li Musheng's battle with the Killing Saint in the capital of Dali, and his impending takeover of the Hidden Killing Pavilion as its next new leader.

Because this matter was personally acknowledged by the Hidden Killing Pavilion and spread throughout almost the entire Western Desert.

The fact that the Hidden Killing Pavilion personally confirmed this news naturally led many people to suspect that the legendary Eighth Prince of Dali's other astonishing deeds might also be true.

"If he really is the Eighth Prince of Dali, then all those martial arts geniuses in the martial world are truly just a stepping stone to meeting him..."

One of the young men and women murmured something, while the surrounding crowd remained silent, their expressions varied.

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Meanwhile, the group of assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion who came out of the city to greet them followed Li Musheng and his party as they slowly made their way towards Baidi City.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of many martial arts practitioners around the avenue, especially the commotion caused by the long river of killing intent that had flowed from the city to the outside, which drew the attention of many martial arts masters from various forces in the Western Desert within White Emperor City.

Lianxing, dressed in a black dress, and Huanhu, who had an ordinary appearance, exchanged a glance. Both of them were top assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion, and their eyes kept glancing at the three people crammed onto the camel in front of them.

Although the three men had their heads down and were covered in sand, deliberately concealing their faces, Lianxing and her companion, with their sharp and keen eyesight, still recognized them as the three Holy Lords of the Yellow Springs Department.

(End of this chapter)