Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Lei Wujie was in mid-air, his right hand already reaching out towards Qin Hu, intending to capture Qin Hu from a distance.

Qin Hu felt a tightness all over his body, and his movements became somewhat sluggish.

"Damn it, I'm the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, even if I die, I'll knock a few of your teeth out!" His eyes hardened, and instead of retreating, he took a big step forward, pouring all his true energy into the Embroidered Spring Blade, and roared as he slashed down fiercely at Lei Wujie!

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

However, the difference in strength between the two is truly too great. Although there is only a one-word difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster, their strength is as different as clouds and mud.

"Snap!"

The moment Qin Hu's Embroidered Spring Blade was caught by Lei Wujie, it was as fragile as glass and shattered inch by inch!

Before the fragments of the Embroidered Spring Blade even hit the ground, Lei Wujie's figure had already arrived in front of Qin Hu.

"This Imperial Guard officer, are you ready to die?" Lei Wujie's smiling face sent chills down Qin Hu's spine.

"Now, am I really going to have to go down there?! No, I... I'm still young, I've only married three wives!" In an instant, many images flashed through Qin Hu's mind.

He could only see Lei Wujie's palm getting closer and closer to his face! Before the palm even arrived, the terrifying pressure made Qin Hu's facial skin ache!

Qin Hu's pupils constricted; with no way to escape, he could only close his eyes and await his death.

A cold smile appeared on Lei Wujie's lips.

However, at this critical moment,

"Watch out!" A sudden, urgent warning came from behind Baiyun Mountain!

"Hmm!?" Lei Wujie frowned. Although he didn't understand, he trusted Bai Yunshan's judgment completely. He forcibly withdrew the palm strike he had unleashed, pushed off with his feet, and instantly reversed his position to retreat!

"Whoosh!"

A faint whooshing sound almost grazed his right arm!

Even though he retreated extremely quickly, his right sleeve was still silently cut open. Immediately afterward, a cold, stinging pain came from his arm, and a deep, bone-revealing wound about five inches long suddenly appeared, with blood gushing out instantly!

"What?!" Lei Wujie pressed his left hand hard against his wound, his powerful internal energy stopping the bleeding. But at this moment, his expression turned extremely ugly. Just a moment ago, he hadn't even seen what had injured him!

Just then, a tall and slender figure slowly walked over from behind the Jinyiwei formation.

The man was also carrying an unconscious person dressed in black and masked.

"I...I'm not dead, hahaha! I'm not dead!" Qin Hu, who had survived the ordeal, was already drenched in cold sweat. Upon seeing the person who had arrived, he was overjoyed and quickly got up and rushed over.

"Your Highness! You've finally returned!"

Who else could it be but Xia Jin?!

Xia Jin casually tossed the unconscious man in black at Qin Hu's feet, glanced at Lei Wujie and the others, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Remnants of the Demonic Cult, gathering followers to plot rebellion, have trespassed into the capital. How do you wish to die today? I... can grant your wish."

Xia Jin's words, though seemingly casual, carried an overwhelming sense of dominance, as if these grandmasters and great grandmasters before him were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

Upon hearing this, both Lei Wujie and Bai Yunshan's pupils contracted slightly.

This "Emperor of the Underworld" is indeed as domineering as the rumors suggest!

The two of them stepped forward simultaneously, standing side by side, with remarkable tacit understanding.

"So, you must be the 'Yin Emperor,' the one who reigns over Great Xia and is known as the most powerful grandmaster in Great Xia today." Bai Yunshan's calloused hands clenched involuntarily, his gaze fixed intently on Xia Jin.

"Hmm? I have too many titles to remember them all." Xia Jin stared at Baiyun Mountain carefully, then said with a half-smile, "You are not a Grandmaster within my Great Xia territory, yet you dare to wade into these troubled waters! You truly have no sense of death! How about this, I will give you a chance. If you kill him and pledge allegiance to me, I will spare your life today, how about it?"

"You...!" Lei Wujie, who was standing to the side, turned as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant. At this point, the other party still wanted to sow discord!

"Hmph! What a pity! If you hadn't shown yourself, you might have lived a little longer today. Since you're so eager to die, today I, Lei Wujie, will personally send you to your death!"

[Ding! Key information detected: 'Ming Cult Leader Lei Wujie'... Information matching in progress... Match successful!]

[Mission triggered: Execute!]

[Mission Objective: Slay all 163 remaining members of the Demonic Cult present!]

[Quest Rewards: Demon Heart Crossing (Beginner Level), Eighty Years of Cultivation.]

Just then, the system notification sounded in Xia Jin's mind again, which made Xia Jin slightly startled.

The other party just made a harsh statement, how could that trigger a mission?

His gaze fell on Lei Wujie, the leader of the Ming Cult, again, and his eyes suddenly became somewhat strange, as if he were looking at a moving experience point.

"Are you done talking?!" Xia Jin's tone suddenly became somewhat impatient. "You bunch of remnants of the demonic sect, you're all here, aren't you? Hurry up and attack me all at once. I... don't want to waste time."

"Arrogant!" Lei Wujie took a deep breath, his anger turning into a mocking laugh. "Since you want to reincarnate quickly, this sect leader will grant your wish!"

Having said that, he suddenly pulled a metal whistle from his pocket, put it in his mouth without hesitation, and channeled his inner energy—

"Beep—!!"

A sharp, piercing whistle rang out through the night sky and carried far into the distance.

Lei Wujie put down his whistle, a smug grin returning to his face. "Xia Jin! Today, the three of us Grandmasters will join forces to see how you die a horrible death!"

"Three Grandmasters?!"

Upon hearing this, almost everyone except Xia Jin's expression changed drastically!

Qin Hu gasped, his palms unconsciously becoming slightly damp. Su Xuanji, who had been standing behind Lei Wujie awaiting Xia Jin's orders, also showed a flicker of shock in her eyes.

Three Grandmasters? No, not two. Lei Wujie really did have a hidden trump card up his sleeve.

however……

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Ten breaths passed, but nothing happened at all.

Lei Wujie's sinister smile froze. Why was there no sign of the other Grandmaster he had agreed to meet?

"This... is impossible?!" A chill suddenly ran up from the soles of his feet.

"Hehehe."

A soft laugh broke the suffocating silence.

Xia Jin raised his hand and slowly pointed to the unconscious man in black that he had left at Qin Hu's feet.

"I say, Grandmaster Lei, that third Grandmaster you mentioned..." His tone was laced with undisguised sarcasm, "...you wouldn't be referring to this piece of trash I casually knocked unconscious, would you?"

Lei Wujie frowned upon hearing this, and his gaze followed the direction Xia Jin was pointing to the man in black lying on the ground. When he saw the ring on the man's right index finger, his eyes narrowed.

"The Crimson Flame Ring?! Xie Feng, the 'Blazing Sun Hand'!?"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Baiyun Mountain.

At this moment, Bai Yunshan's face was also so gloomy that it could drip water. Although Xie Feng's strength was slightly inferior to his, he was good at stealth and assassination! Even he himself did not want to face him.

But unexpectedly, he was captured alive by Xia Jin without a sound! Just how terrifying is the strength of this "Prince of the Underworld"? This person is not someone you can defeat by force!

"Run! Run now!!!"

"Even if the two of us join forces... we're no match for him! Let's go!!"