Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Although Luoxia City is still nominally part of the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty,

But in reality, it has become the domain of other forces.

The reason is that all the officials in the city are Mo Chen's people, and those who are not Mo Chen's people have long been sent to meet the King of Hell.

The imperial court also attempted to send several officials to Luoxia City to take up their posts.

But within a month, these people either died from the disease or went insane.

In short, a series of unexpected events occurred. It was clearly the work of the forces behind Mo Chen.

There are many city lords like those in Luoxia City; they are all pawns planted by various powerful forces.

Assassinating one person is easy, and killing several is even less of a problem.

However, if too much blood is killed, even the most foolish forces will become aware of it, which will then affect the entire situation.

After all, the imperial court was unwilling to easily offend the forces behind those city lords.

There are many constraints, and often a small change can have far-reaching consequences. What is even more worrying is that the major powers may join forces to oppose the dynasty.

If they were to unite, even the imperial dynasty would be powerless! Although the current imperial dynasty still possesses strength, it is difficult to revive its former glory.

In the end, the imperial court had no choice but to pretend not to see it, and tacitly allowed the matter to exist as long as the city lord did not openly rebel.

The main hall of the Luoxia City Lord's Mansion.

Mo Chen shouted loudly towards the outside.

"Someone come here."

Upon hearing the city lord's voice, the steward immediately came to the main hall and spoke to Mo Chen.

"What instructions does the City Lord have? Is it because of the Drizzle Pavilion incident? Does he need the sect's support?"

Lord Luoxia looked at the steward and said.

"No, I've never even heard of the Mist Pavilion. Why would I ask a sect for help? It's not worth my time."

"My father's death anniversary is in a few days. You will take Xiao'er to the sect to pay your respects. If the sect inquires, tell them that I, the city lord, am tied up with other matters and cannot leave."

"I plan to wait for the people from the Drizzle Pavilion at the City Lord's Mansion in the coming days, and then wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Upon hearing this, the butler hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said:

"Lord of the city, it would be best to be careful. Your overconfidence may be risky."

Mo Chen slammed his hand on the armrest, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "Risk? In my Falling Sunset City, I am the rule!"

"I have the Qingyun Sect backing me up. Let alone a small fry like the Drizzle Pavilion, even if the Blood Slaughter Pavilion came, I'd kill them without hesitation!"

He paused, his tone suddenly turning cold: "You just take Mo Xiao to the sect to pay your respects."

"Remember, when you get to the sect, speak well of me and don't embarrass me."

"As for the people from Xiyu Tower, daring to come to Luoxia City, I will grind them to dust and let everyone in Qingzhou City know the consequences of offending me, Mo Chen!"

The steward dared not say anything more and could only bow and agree: "Your subordinate obeys and will certainly not fail the city lord's trust."

After the butler left, Mo Chen slowly got up and walked to the window.

Looking at the continuous mountain range outside the city, a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiyu Tower, Xiyu Tower, I think you are truly ignorant of your own limitations."

Mo Chen muttered under his breath, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, "Daring to accept the mission to assassinate me, you're courting death!"

The night was as dark as ink, spilling across the city walls of Luoxia City.

The bustling streets of the day have long since fallen silent, with only two large red lanterns in front of the city lord's mansion creaking in the night wind and casting an eerie red glow.

At this moment, the entire city lord's mansion was completely silent. The mansion was brightly lit, yet there was no sound, which was unusually eerie.

Deep within the city lord's mansion, in a brightly lit study, Mo Chen was caressing a jade pendant that was entirely crimson.

"The people from Xiyu Tower should be arriving soon." Mo Chen sneered.

"They're nothing but cowardly rats hiding their heads and tails, yet they dare to rub the tiger's whiskers of this city lord."

He looked out the window; the night wind swirled fallen leaves against the windowpane, making a rustling sound, but not a trace of human presence could penetrate.

He had already laid a trap; the three hundred elite guards in the manor were all experts capable of taking on ten men each.

Furthermore, three Grandmaster-level guards were hidden in the shadows, ready to ensure that the assassins from Xiyu Tower would never return once they stepped through the gates.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and all the lights in the city lord's mansion suddenly swayed.

At this moment, several figures appeared in the sky above the city lord's mansion.

It was Jing Ke, Yao Li, Zhuan Chu, and Yu Rang who landed on the eaves of the city lord's mansion.

Their murderous aura was completely concealed. The night provided them with the best cover.

Jing Ke stood with his hands behind his back, fully utilizing his late-stage Void Realm cultivation. His aura was as deep and still as a mountain, yet it did not leak out in the slightest.

The entire city lord's mansion was completely silent.

The four immediately realized that Mo Chen might already know they were coming to assassinate him.

Sensing that the people from the city lord's mansion were all hidden in the shadows and that they wanted a quick victory, they were unable to carry out the assassination.

Jing Ke decisively used his spiritual energy to envelop his voice and transmit it into the study.

"Mo Chen, you no longer need to hide. Tonight is destined to be your death day."

A flash of malice appeared in Mo Chen's eyes. He gripped the jade pendant tightly and said disdainfully:

"You've arrived? Perfect! Let this city lord see just how capable you ignorant fools really are!"

His figure darted out of the study like an arrow, landing in the center of the courtyard. His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, swept across the shadows of the courtyard wall, and he said sternly:

"Your Fine Rain Pavilion is truly arrogant. How dare the four of you trespass into my City Lord's Mansion?"

"I don't know whether to say you're not afraid of death, or that you're courting death."

"Now that you're here, I'm going to capture all four of you alive and see what kind of power you have that dares to oppose my City Lord's Mansion."

"Make your move! Don't let a single one of them escape. I'll make them wish they were dead, and show other forces the price of offending the City Lord's Mansion of Luoxia City."

As soon as Mo Chen finished speaking, more than three hundred people appeared from all around.

Among them, three are at the Grandmaster level, two are at the late Grandmaster stage, and one is at the mid-Grandmaster stage.

Several master-level experts surrounded Jing Ke and his companions in an instant.

Jing Ke and his companions looked at the people from the City Lord's Mansion in front of them with complete disregard.

A cold smile curved his lips as he raised his hand to wipe away the hint of a smile.

"Everyone except Mo Chen is in your hands. Leave no one alive in the City Lord's Mansion. Try to kill them all within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn," Jing Ke instructed.

"Okay, leave it to us."

As soon as Jing Ke finished speaking, Yao Li, Zhuan Zhu, and Yu Rang all flashed a chilling killing intent in their eyes.

All three were at the mid-stage of the Void Realm, so killing these Grandmasters and below was a piece of cake for them.

Yao Li moved first, like a ghostly black smoke, his toes touching the eaves, and his whole body glided out along the ground.

The guards in the front row reacted the fastest, thrusting their spears forward in unison, the tips gleaming coldly as they formed a dense, impenetrable barrier.

Yao Li's lips curled into a cold smile, and with a slight flick of the dagger, a wisp of eerie blue light flashed and disappeared.

"Pfft—pfft—pfft—"

The dozen or so guards at the forefront all coughed up blood, their eyes widened, and their bodies went limp before they could even utter a sound.

"What... what kind of speed is this?!"

On the other side, Zhuan Zhu had already landed in front of three Grandmaster guards.

Two were late-stage Grandmasters, and one was mid-stage Grandmaster. Their auras were as solid as mountains, and their long sabers, spears, and heavy swords were all pointed at Zhuan Zhu.

"You dare to take on three Grandmasters like us by yourself? Are you looking down on us?"

The late-stage Grandmaster wielding the heavy sword sneered, "Die!"

The heavy sword, accompanied by a whistling sound, unleashed a sword aura several meters long, directly severing Zhuan Zhu's head.

Zhuan Zhu grinned, and instead of retreating, he advanced, drawing his Fish Intestine Sword from his waist with lightning speed.

"bite--!!"

With a piercing metallic clang, the several-meter-long sword aura was cleaved in two by the Fish Intestine Sword and dissipated into the air.

"How is this possible?!" The late-stage Grandmaster's expression changed drastically. "Your sword..."

"You talk too much nonsense."

Zhuan Zhu's figure flashed, and he was already close in front of him. The short blade of the Fish Intestine Sword slid down along the opponent's heavy sword, and the tip of the sword lightly touched it.

"puff--"

Blood spurted from between the brows of the late-stage Grandmaster. His eyes were filled with disbelief as his body fell straight backward.

Sold out instantly!

The remaining two grandmasters turned deathly pale instantly, and fear appeared in their eyes for the first time.

"You're not a Grandmaster! You're... at the Void Realm!"

"Lord! Run! They're at the Void Realm!!"

Before their shouts had even faded, Yu Rang's figure had already appeared behind them.

Yu Rang's facial scars looked particularly menacing in the night.

He slashed horizontally with his iron sword, the sword light like a crescent moon, simultaneously enveloping the two grandmasters.

"not good!"

The two grandmasters turned to block at the same time, but only a "thud" was heard.

Their weapons were all snapped in two, but the iron sword, still powerful, swept across their waists.

Blood gushed out as the two men were severed at the waist, their upper bodies flying out with terrified expressions before crashing heavily to the ground.

Another instant sell-out!

The three Grandmaster-level bodyguards were all killed before they could even withstand three moves.

"The Grandmaster... just like that, dead?"

"That's the city lord's strongest personal guard!"

"They are at the Void Transformation Realm! All of these people are at the Void Transformation Realm!!"

The surrounding guards completely panicked; some threw down their weapons and turned to run.

Some people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, and didn't even have the strength to stand up.