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

Chapter 466 Temple Elder

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng glanced outside the house, then looked away, clearly not taking the matter to heart at all.

Meanwhile, the assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion, who were lurking in the shadows, were quite uneasy when they saw that Li Musheng seemed to have no reaction. However, they dared not say anything and simply continued to conceal themselves, keeping a close eye on the movements of the people from the White Tiger Temple.

Before long, two people came to the front of the house and stood there. One was fat and the other was thin. Both of them were wearing white robes embroidered with tiger stripes.

The two men, both around fifty years old, stood on the main street in front of the mansion, their expressions indifferent and showing no emotion whatsoever. However, they made no attempt to enter the mansion.

"Who is the Eighth Prince of Dali? The Palace Master has ordered you to come with us!"

One of them spoke, his voice like a thunderous drum, echoing throughout the entire courtyard.

The voice seemed ordinary, but to the assassins of the Hidden Kill Pavilion, it caused their blood to surge and their internal energy to surge uncontrollably.

In an instant, the assassins' expressions changed. They immediately closed their ears to block out the sound and used their internal energy techniques to suppress the abnormal fluctuations in their internal energy.

Meanwhile, after the person called out, there was no response from inside the courtyard, clearly indicating that Li Musheng simply couldn't be bothered with the lackeys sent by the White Tiger Temple.

Seeing this, the two men from the White Tiger Temple, one fat and one thin, exchanged a glance and then stood there in silence for a moment.

The two men gazed at the house before them, but still showed no intention of entering. At this moment, one of them spoke:

"Shout it again..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly knelt down with a loud thud.

The floor tiles cracked below his knees, and the fine cracks then spread to the feet of another person next to him. Upon seeing this, the other person's previously expressionless face began to change.

Just as he was about to speak again, he suddenly knelt down uncontrollably, following in the footsteps of the person beside him.

At this point, the streets outside the mansion became quiet again.

The assassins from the Hidden Assassins Pavilion, hidden in the shadows, watched this scene in silence, their eyes fixed on the two kneeling figures in front of the mansion with strange expressions.

As time passed, the two people from the White Tiger Temple remained completely still after kneeling down, not even uttering a sound.

Hearing that the people from the White Tiger Temple had arrived, Lianxing, who had specially come, hid in the shadows of the streets and alleys and naturally saw everything.

At this moment, she and all the assassins of the Hidden Kill Pavilion suddenly realized that the new leader of the Hidden Kill Pavilion was completely different from the old leader.

Because the White Tiger Temple is the true controller behind the Hidden Killing Pavilion, even the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion never dared to disobey the White Tiger Temple's wishes in the past. This has led to the assassins of the Hidden Killing Pavilion avoiding the people of the White Tiger Temple like the plague and fearing them like the tiger.

But Li Musheng, the newly appointed pavilion master, was clearly different. Not only were people from the White Tiger Temple not allowed to enter the door, but they were also not allowed to say a word. They had to kneel outside the door to apologize.

In a secluded corner of the street, unnoticed by anyone, a ripple appeared on Lianxing's stunningly beautiful face, which was as cold as an iceberg. At that moment, a voice sounded from behind her, saying:
"It seems that our Pavilion Master truly does not take the White Tiger Temple seriously. Perhaps in the near future, there may be a battle between the Hidden Kill Pavilion and the White Tiger Temple."

Upon hearing this, Lianxing immediately composed herself, glancing only at the courtyard where the two from the White Tiger Temple were kneeling, and said without turning her head:
"Don't forget, our new Pavilion Master is a great demon who has received the inheritance of the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation. Only the White Tiger Temple can keep him in check now."

Huanhu emerged from the shadows, slowly shook his head, and said:

"Haven't you seriously considered why the old Pavilion Master and the Killing Saint, after only meeting this new Pavilion Master once, risked offending the White Tiger Temple and immediately passed the position of Pavilion Master to him?"

Upon hearing this, Lianxing turned around and glanced at Huanhu behind her. A cold smile appeared on his usually expressionless face as he said:
"I have certainly thought about this matter. It's just a case of the snipe and the clam fighting and the fisherman reaping the benefits. The Hidden Killing Pavilion, where you and I are, will probably become pawns as well."

However, Huanhu looked towards the residence where Li Musheng was and said:

"I always felt that things might not be as pessimistic as you think."

"Our new leader gives me a feeling I've never had before. He's too confident, you could even say arrogant."

"But that arrogance was not his own conceit, but rather a kind of invincible attitude. I have never seen such a person before. Even the old pavilion master and the killing saint could not give me such a feeling."

A strange light flashed in Lianxing's eyes, but she only gave Huanhu a deep look before falling silent.

At this moment, Huanhu suddenly spoke again:

"There's one more thing. Haven't you noticed? No matter how powerful the enemy he's faced in the past, he has never lost!"

"But you should know that he is currently facing the White Tiger Temple."

Lianxing regained her icy expression. Upon hearing this, Huanhu sighed and gazed into the distance, saying:
"The White Tiger Temple may be an insurmountable mountain in our eyes, but who knows what it is in the eyes of that Pavilion Master?"

……

Meanwhile, two people from the White Tiger Temple knelt in front of the gate of Li Musheng's residence.

At this moment, they had lost all ability to move. Not only were their powerful martial arts skills useless, but they couldn't even blink.

They could only kneel on the cracked floor tiles, unable even to beg for mercy. The two of them never even saw Li Musheng's face, nor did they sense any aura of Li Musheng's attack.

However, at this moment, the two of them were very clear that the terrifying strength of the new leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion was far superior to theirs, and they would not even have a chance to make a move against him!
As time passed, the sight of the two messengers from the White Tiger Temple kneeling in the street was witnessed by passersby and spies from various factions secretly watching Li Musheng.

No passersby dared to provoke the White Tiger Temple and the Hidden Kill Pavilion; they all avoided this road, and eventually the entire street became deserted, with no one daring to approach.

News of this place was naturally relayed back to the White Tiger Temple immediately.

The White Tiger Temple was furious and immediately dispatched five more temple elders to take the two kneeling men and Li Musheng back.

This time, however, the five temple elders were clearly no longer acting the same way the two had before.

The five temple elders, their auras as deep and boundless as the ocean, had just arrived above the street where Li Musheng's residence was located when they joined forces to seal off the entire world with terrifying killing martial arts energy.

"You two step aside and return to the hall to receive your punishment!"

An elder of the temple frowned as he stared at the two people kneeling humiliatedly in front of Li Musheng's courtyard. A hint of anger appeared on his aged face.

Seeing that the two did not answer his question, the temple elder snorted coldly and immediately raised his hand, which transformed into a giant hand of true energy to grab the two kneeling on the ground.

However, before the giant hand of true energy could even get within three feet of the two people on the ground, it silently dissipated.

"How dare you! Do you really want to oppose the White Tiger Temple?" The temple elder roared like thunder as he addressed the courtyard below.

The next moment, however, he was met with a slap of demonic energy descending from the sky. At the same time, demonic energy suddenly surged above the entire sky centered on Li Musheng's residence, with dark clouds rolling in and engulfing the clouds, eventually transforming into a vortex of demonic clouds that covered the entire street.

The temple elder who had just spoken was sent flying by a single palm strike. His protective martial arts aura couldn't hold for even a moment, and he plummeted into the sky.

"Since your White Tiger Temple looks down on my cultivation of demonic arts, then I will let you experience the power of demonic arts."

Li Musheng's nonchalant voice drifted from the courtyard, reaching the ears of the arriving temple elders and the various martial arts figures secretly keeping watch nearby.

In an instant, the expressions of the temple elders turned extremely ugly. At this moment, the temple elder who had just been slapped away flew back rapidly with blood on the corner of his mouth.

His anger was palpable as he stared at the slowly swirling vortex of demonic energy in mid-air, sensing the powerful demonic aura contained within it. His voice was incredibly sinister as he said:

"Those who follow the demonic path deserve to die a thousand deaths; this child must not be allowed to live!"

After saying this, the five temple elders exchanged a glance, and then no longer hesitated.

The next moment, the surrounding true energy of heaven and earth rapidly poured into the five people's bodies, and then a huge white tiger phantom rose up.

The white tiger phantom was majestic, exuding an aura of authority. Its fur was cold and its black markings spread across its body like ancient runes. Its eyes were wreathed in platinum flames. Although it was just a phantom, an irresistible killing pressure descended upon it.

"town!"

Suddenly, the five temple elders uttered a single word in unison, and immediately, the vast and powerful martial arts true energy within their bodies condensed into streaks of Geng metal killing light filled with murderous intent.

The instant those Geng metal killing lights condensed, even the surrounding void was invisibly cut apart, turning into countless storm fragments, stirring up bursts of ear-piercing sharp sounds.

At this moment, the five enormous white tiger phantoms surrounding the five temple elders opened their mouths and inhaled sharply, swallowing all the incomparably sharp Geng metal killing light into their bellies.

"Roar! Roar! Roar..."

Five enormous white tiger phantoms roared to the sky, their powerful voices shaking the heavens and earth, making them audible throughout the entire White Emperor City.

A terrifying pressure spread in all directions. Many martial arts practitioners who were secretly watching were so shocked by the pressure emanating from the white tiger phantom that their legs went weak, their hearts trembled, and they couldn't help but prostrate themselves and kneel in worship of the supreme majesty of the ancient ferocious beast.

"kill!"

At that moment, the five temple elders spoke up again, simultaneously raising their hands to press down on the vortex of demonic clouds that enveloped the sky.

The next moment, the platinum flames in the eyes of the five giant white tiger phantoms suddenly intensified, burning the air with a sizzling sound. Then, the platinum flames containing the killing light of Geng metal shot out from the eyes of the five white tiger phantoms and crashed down on the slowly swirling vortex of demonic energy.

In an instant, the dark sky that had been shrouded in demonic clouds suddenly burst forth with dazzling, blinding white-gold flames, as if it were about to burn and pierce through the entire sky.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Baidi City, a large black cat, who was following the former leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion and the Killing Saint in their search for the entrance to the Tomb of the White Emperor, suddenly looked up at the firelight that had appeared in the sky.

For a moment, a look of confusion seemed to appear in its pair of green cat eyes, as if the firelight contained something that was somewhat familiar to it.

The former leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion and the Killing Saint also temporarily stopped searching for traces of the White Emperor's Tomb and looked up at the sky.

"The people from the White Tiger Temple have begun their operation."

The former leader of the Hidden Kill Pavilion spoke with an inscrutable expression. Upon hearing this, the Killing Saint beside him simply nodded slightly without saying a word.

"Who do you think will win?"

Seeing that the Killing Saint remained silent, the former leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion turned around and asked:

"Or rather, who do you hope will win?"

The indistinct-faced Killing Saint didn't think much before saying:

"Of course I hope our new leader of the Hidden Kill Pavilion wins. Do you perhaps want to continue the days when we were suppressed by the White Tiger Temple?"

The former leader of the Hidden Kill Pavilion shook his head and sighed:

"It is still uncertain who will be the ultimate winner, but you and I are already powerless to change our situation. Since you hope that the Eighth Prince of Dali will win, have you ever thought that even if he eliminates the White Tiger Temple, who can guarantee that he will not use the White Tiger's legacy to restrain the Hidden Kill Pavilion again?"

"By then, the Hidden Kill Pavilion will have fallen from one fire pit into another, and all our plans over the years will have come to nothing."

Upon hearing this, the big black cat withdrew its gaze from the distant firelight and glared fiercely at the two of them, clearly warning them not to speak ill of Li Musheng behind his back, or it would go back and complain.

Seeing this, the former leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion and the Killing Saint also glanced at the big black cat, but both of them remained calm.

"That's true, but do we have a choice now? I believe you've also tried to expel that talismanic energy from your body, and what was the result?"

The Slaughter Saint sighed, then turned to look at the former leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion. Seeing the other party frown and remain silent, the Slaughter Saint already knew the answer and said:

"That Pavilion Master's methods are beyond our reach. If you ask me, why think so much right now? Let's find the Tomb of the White Emperor first."

"As for what the future holds, we can only take it one step at a time. Besides, in my opinion, that Pavilion Master is actually quite law-abiding."

Upon hearing this, the former master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion gave Killing Saint a deep look, then remained silent for a moment before saying:
"He's still too young. I'm not comfortable entrusting the Hidden Killing Pavilion to him."

The Slaughter Saint nodded slightly, then looked up at the sky again and said:

“I agree with what you said. I always felt that the Pavilion Master didn’t care much about the Hidden Kill Pavilion.”

……

Meanwhile, as the five elders of the White Tiger Temple joined forces to deal with Li Musheng, a group of indignant figures stood in the shadows watching this scene from afar.

These figures were surrounded by subtle, almost imperceptible demonic auras, with hidden demonic light in the depths of their eyes, and their entire bodies exuded an extremely intense killing intent.

"That is the future hope of our demonic path! Damn White Tiger Temple, they are worse than pigs and dogs, bullying the few with their numbers!"

The figure in the shadows looked up at the five enormous, ferocious white tiger phantoms in the sky, and someone spoke in a sinister tone, unable to contain their anger.

(End of this chapter)