Humans are shrouded in mystery, using the World Tree to connect all the heavens and myriad realms.

Chapter 62, The Killing Intent of a Second-Level Immortal [Seventh Update]

The tower has nine stories, with intricate patterns flowing throughout, and fine purple-gold light threads hanging from the eaves of each story.

Yao Jin's gaze fell on the small tower, and her pupils contracted slightly.

With her cultivation level, she could immediately tell that this small tower was extraordinary.

It's not just the use of divine purple gold as the material, but also the Dao patterns on the tower.

That was by no means a single innate Dao trace, but rather a product of multiple Dao laws intertwined together.

"What's the name of this tower?"

"The Tower of Primordial Divine Marks"

Yao Jin nodded gently and didn't ask any further questions.

Although she was also very curious about how Su Ye had forged this tower on the seventh floor, everyone has their own secrets.

She was never the type of person who had to dig deep into things.

"Let's go."

The two left the sixth level of the Fire Domain, one after the other.

Outside the fiery area, the crowd had not yet dispersed.

When Su Ye and Yao Jin emerged from the fire domain, dozens of eyes turned to look at them.

"Someone's coming out!"

"Two people—the young man in front looks to be under twenty!"

"The one behind him—that's Elder Yao Jin of Yaochi! A powerful figure from the second level of the Sendai realm!"

"Someone from Yaochi? Could that young man in front be—"

A sharp-eyed rogue cultivator suddenly recognized Su Ye and exclaimed, "It's the Holy Son of Yaochi!"

"That holy son who was crowned at Yaochi not long ago! A primordial Dao embryo!"

The moment he finished speaking, the entire room gasped in surprise.

"He's refining weapons on the seventh level of the Fire Domain? He's only at the Fourth Extreme Realm, right? How did he do that?"

"Didn't you see that purple-gold light just now? That's clearly a phenomenon that only supreme divine materials can trigger! The Holy Son of Yaochi is using celestial metal to forge a weapon!"

"Immortal gold?! The Jade Pool Holy Land has really gone all out!"

"Nonsense, it would be strange not to nurture the innate Dao embryo, a physique that is extremely rare throughout the ages."

"Haven't you heard? This Holy Son defeated both the Golden-Winged Roc King and the Ji Family's Divine King Body at the Jade Pool Banquet, and even triggered a humanoid lightning tribulation when breaking through to the Four Extremes Realm!"

"A human-shaped lightning bolt? Are you sure you're not telling a story?"

"I'm sure! My cousin's martial uncle's niece works as a servant in Yaochi. I saw it with my own eyes!"

The "cousin's uncle's niece" was brought up again, but this time no one questioned it.

Because everyone witnessed the purple-gold light and the phantom of the tower.

These things cannot be faked.

The murmurs faded away behind them as Su Ye and Yao Jin had already left the fire domain.

Yao Jin's consciousness remained constantly on alert.

Having cultivated herself for hundreds of years, she knew that it was precisely at times like these that one could not relax.

The news that the Holy Son had refined his natal artifact would spread soon, and she knew perfectly well how many people would be eyeing this lucrative opportunity.

"Did you encounter anything unusual on the seventh level of the Fire Domain?"

Yao Jin suddenly spoke up and asked.

Su Ye thought for a moment and answered truthfully, "The five-colored flames on the seventh floor are gentler than those recorded in ancient books."

Yao Jin glanced at him, her lips twitching slightly.

mild?

The five-colored flames of the seventh level of the Fire Domain, which even cultivators at the Immortal Ascension Realm dared not touch easily, were described as "mild" by Su Ye.

She was about to say something when her expression suddenly changed.

An intuition honed through countless brushes with death exploded in her mind.

He has murderous intent.

And they are extremely close.

"Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared in the void three feet behind Su Ye.

That wasn't a normal spatial tear, but a thin, black rift, silent and without any spiritual energy fluctuations.

The moment the rift opened, a hazy gray sword light pierced out from it.

Yao Jin's reaction was remarkably quick.

She took a step, the ground cracked beneath her feet, and her figure appeared out of thin air behind Su Ye.

At this moment, Su Ye's cultivation at the second level of Sendai erupted without reservation, his body radiating immortal light, and white light cascaded down like a waterfall, enveloping him completely.

The gray sword light pierced the celestial light, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

boom!

Yao Jin was so shocked by the blow that a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her face turned ashen.

The sneak attack failed.

But Yao Jin knew that the other party's real goal from the beginning was not to assassinate Su Ye with a sword, but to force her to take action.

The three steps she was forced back had already increased the protective distance between her and Su Ye.

"Elder Yao Jin of Yaochi truly lives up to her reputation."

A hoarse voice came from the void.

The sound was like two cracked bones rubbing against each other, sending chills down your spine.

A figure slowly emerged from the distorted void.

It was an old man dressed in black.

A layer of hazy, deathly aura swirled around him, so thick it was almost tangible.

Sendai's second heaven!

Yao Jin's pupils contracted slightly, and her voice carried a hint of shock and anger.

"People of hell!"

hell.

It doesn't refer to the legendary eighteen levels of hell; it's the name of an assassin organization, and one of the most feared assassin organizations in Beidou.

This organization never takes sides, never participates in any open power struggles, and only does one thing.

He took the money and then killed someone.

Legend has it that the founder of Hell was an ancient sage who emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He proved his path through killing, and single-handedly created this organization that only recognizes money and not people.

Over thousands of years, countless assassinations have been carried out in Hell.

From rogue cultivators to holy lords of sacred lands, from unknown soldiers to renowned kings, very few of those they targeted survived.

The most terrifying thing is that the killers of hell will choose the moment when their target is least guarded, strike once and kill, and then disappear without a trace.

"The elders of Yaochi have excellent eyesight."

The old man in black chuckled, a laugh that stretched his dry, wrinkled skin, making him look even uglier than if he were crying.

"I came here solely for this son; I will not make things difficult for you."

"If you know what's good for you, leave now, and I can pretend nothing happened."

Yao Jin gave a cold laugh and remained silent.

Her answer was a ray of divine light.

She formed a hand seal, and the celestial light around her transformed into a three-foot-long sword of light, with intricate Western Emperor scriptures engraved on its blade.

The lightsaber shot out and slashed towards the face of the old man in black.

Where the sword flashed, the air was sliced ​​in two, leaving a white sword mark that lingered for a long time.

The old man in black raised his hand and swept it away.

His withered palm was wrapped in a layer of gray-black death energy, which condensed into a huge ghost claw with its five fingers spread out, more than ten feet long.

The moment the ghost claw collided with the lightsaber, a muffled explosion was heard.

boom!

The lightsaber shattered, turning into countless white specks of light.

The ghost claw was also shaken apart, turning back into death energy and shrinking back into the old man's palm.

The old man in black glanced at the faint white mark burned on his palm and revealed a cruel smile.

"Since Elder Yaojin is so ungrateful, then this old man will have no choice but to play along."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them vanished from the spot.

A deafening roar, like muffled thunder, echoed through the void. It was the sound of the first direct clash between two powerful beings at the second level of the Immortal Ascension Realm.

Su Ye extended his divine sense to its limit, vigilantly surveying his surroundings.

He could sense two energies colliding in the void at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

Yao Jin's figure flickered in the void, each appearance accompanied by a streak of celestial light.

The ribbon sometimes transformed into a sword, sometimes into a silk ribbon, and sometimes into a rain of light, attacking the old man in black from all angles.

Her fighting style was agile and graceful; the celestial light in her hands seemed to come alive, changing shape at will.

The old man in black, however, was completely different.

His fighting style is extremely ruthless.

Death energy condensed around him into dozens of gray-black chains, the ends of which were sharp hooks.

These chains kept emerging from the void, each time appearing in a place that Yao Jin least expected.

The two fought for dozens of rounds in the void.

The divine light and deathly aura intertwined and collided, and the resulting burst of light illuminated the sky for miles around, making it flicker between light and darkness.

Dozens of deep craters were blasted into the ground by the aftershocks, the walls of which were as smooth as mirrors, marks left by the divine light.

Yao Jin struck out with her palm, and the immortal light in her palm transformed into a blurry green-gold pagoda silhouette.

The tower's shadow swelled in the wind, instantly growing to ten zhang in size, and pressed down on the old man in black.

The old man in black snorted coldly, formed a hand seal, and the death energy around him condensed into a huge gray shield.

The tower's shadow struck the shield, producing a deafening roar.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the shield, but it did not shatter.

"The second-level immortal from Yaochi is indeed worthy of his reputation."

On the other side, just as Yao Jin was being restrained by the old man in black, another figure stepped out from the void.

He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, the kind that you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd.

He wore the most ordinary gray robe, and had no memorable features.

But this seemingly unremarkable person exudes an aura that is truly that of a first-level Celestial Being.

Half-step into the Great Power realm.

The middle-aged man stared at Su Ye, a flash of fiery madness in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.

"The Primordial Dao Embryo—"

"I enjoy killing geniuses like you."

"My greatest pleasure is watching those high-and-mighty chosen ones stare wide-eyed in their dying moments."

"Holy Son of Yaochi, someone is willing to pay a high price to take your life."

Sendai's first level of heaven faces the four extremes' first level of heaven.

There are two whole major realms separating them, namely the Dragon Transformation Realm.

This is beyond the scope of the word "difference"; it's a world of difference.

The middle-aged assassin clearly thought the same thing.

He wasn't in a hurry to make a move, but instead observed Su Ye like a cat playing with a mouse, enjoying the process of his prey struggling in despair.

"To hire a powerful assassin and a near-powerful assassin from hell, the price must be considerable, right?"

There was no panic in Su Ye's voice; in fact, there was a hint of curiosity.

The middle-aged assassin clearly hadn't expected this junior, who was only at the first level of the fourth realm, to remain so calm in this situation.

He paused slightly, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, but then relaxed again.

What use is a junior at the Fourth Extreme Realm, even if he has some trump card, in the face of an absolute difference in strength?

"Your life is worth this price."

He slowly raised his right hand, and gray divine power began to condense in his palm.

"None of this is for you to know. All you need to know is that you're going to die here today."

During the battle, Yao Jin caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, and all the color drained from her face.

"A half-step into the Great Power realm!"

Her heart was pounding in her chest.

Two of them showed up!

A powerful assassin at the second level of the Sendai realm was responsible for holding back her, the protector, while a half-step powerful being at the first level of the Sendai realm was responsible for directly eliminating Su Ye.

Hell has really gone all out this time!

There are probably only a handful of companies in the entire Beidou system that can hire assassins of this caliber!

After the news of the coronation of the Holy Son of Yaochi spread, how many people were secretly restless?

She tried to break away to save Su Ye, but the old man in black held her back tightly.

A resolute glint flashed in Yao Jin's eyes.

Within her sea of ​​suffering lies a replica of the forbidden artifact, the Immortal Tears Green Gold Pagoda.

The life-saving item that the Holy Lord gave her before his departure was originally intended to deal with the worst-case scenario.

Once activated, a forbidden artifact can unleash power approaching that of a sacred weapon in a short period of time, but it will be completely destroyed after use.

Just as Yao Jin was about to use the forbidden artifact.

In the next instant, Su Ye's aura surged dramatically.

Purple divine power formed a dazzling light around him, containing the most fundamental Daoist essence of the innate Dao embryo, causing ripples to spread across the surrounding air.

The Daoist aura spread in all directions.

And just as this aura reached its peak, the shackles that he had been suppressing were finally shattered by his own actions.

Four Extremes, Two Heavens!

boom!

The sky suddenly darkened.

The sky, which had previously only shown the afterglow of the setting sun, was suddenly filled with rolling black clouds, and thunderbolts like dragons roamed among the clouds.

Calamity clouds!

The Heavenly Tribulation of the Four Extremes and Two Heavens!

The middle-aged assassin's expression finally changed.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

Why was this junior at the Fourth Extreme Realm so calm when facing him? Why didn't he run away even though he could clearly sense him approaching?

It's not that I'm not afraid of death.

They were waiting for him to join the game.

The middle-aged assassin tried to slip away, but it was too late.

The tribulation clouds of the heavenly tribulation had locked onto his aura, and the sky within a radius of several miles was shrouded in the tribulation clouds.

The oppressive force of the will of heaven and earth within the tribulation clouds was as heavy as a physical substance, making it difficult for him, a half-step great power, to breathe.

"you----"

For the first time, his voice carried a hint of panic.

Su Ye looked at him calmly, her tone indifferent.

"Want to kill me? Ask the Heavenly Tribulation if they'll allow it first."