Gao Wu: I can portray characters from all realms.

After instructing He Lian on everything, the two went out one after the other.

"You can't transmit your voice, but you can lip-sync with me, and I can see it."

With his divine sense present, Tang Luo could clearly "see" Zhang He's lip movements even when Zhang He was behind him. For Tang Luo, lip reading was not a difficult skill.

Unfortunately, for some reason, "divine senses" cannot perceive each other; otherwise, it would be more convenient.

Zhang He nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

"The third one on the left, the watcher."

"The fifth one on the right, the Watcher."

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Tang Luo led the way, his steps were small, but his speed far exceeded that of ordinary people. It only took him half an hour to walk from the corner of North Street to the center of North Street.

"The third one on the right, a member of the Netherworld Cult, at the Spirit Seed Realm!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Luo's heart suddenly raced, but on the surface, he remained calm and continued leading the way.

But in his heart, a raging storm had already begun.

"The Cult of the Underworld!"

After studying in the library of Prince Duan's mansion, Tang Luo was no longer the ignorant boy he once was; he had developed a basic understanding of the world.

Yeguo's current situation is not good, beset by internal and external troubles.

The greatest external threat is the four kingdoms of Beiluo, Yeliang, Chenhe, and He, which have been engaged in an epic bloody war for over eighty years. The greatest internal threat is the three demonic sects of Mingling, Xueyin, and Bailian, which are bewitching people and causing one demonic disaster after another.

Of the three demonic sects, the most serious is the "Netherworld Spirit Sect".

The most distinctive feature of the Netherworld Cult, which worships the "Great Demon Spirit of White Netherworld and Black Heaven," is its approachability, especially for the first time. Basically, as long as one kills more than three of their immediate family members for blood sacrifice, they can receive a reward from the "Great Demon Spirit of White Netherworld and Black Heaven."

The power of the reward is not weak; some extremely powerful individuals can even step into the 'Innate' realm in one step!

It is precisely because of this that the "Netherworld Cult" is extremely powerful, has an extremely complex structure, and poses a great threat.

Blood sacrifice is far too simple compared to cultivation.

A cultivator trains through the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. In the end, let alone the spiritual seed, even the process of returning to oneness is beyond the comprehension of most people. In comparison, the "blood sacrifice" only requires killing people, which is indeed too easy.

"What is he saying?" Tang Luo asked telepathically.

"City Lord, Formation, Bloodstained, Qin He, Envoy."

These five words evoked the strongest emotional response; the rest, I couldn't hear.

Tang Luo nodded slightly, continuing his steps, but secretly thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Qin He's collusion with the Demonic Sect was not too unexpected for him.

The Blood Blade Ancestor did not stay in the Prince Duan's mansion for very long, spending most of his time in the library. However, due to his enhanced hearing enhanced by internal energy, coupled with the fact that there was not much gossip in the Prince Duan's mansion, he still managed to discover some information.

One of them is the rise of "Qin He, the second son of Prince Duan".

It is said that he was no different from Wang Shuwen in his youth, constantly taking medicinal diets, but he neglected to practice and was unable to achieve great success in maintaining his health for a long time.

It is because of his special physique that he became a disciple of a powerful expert at the Innate Realm or even higher, which has given him the momentum to almost rival Qin Chen.

But the problem is the technique.

Even though Qin He lived a secluded life, the Duan Prince's mansion was only so big. Since he "became an apprentice," he had become increasingly cruel, changing maids more and more frequently. The previous maids had disappeared without a trace, and the cries of extremely young children could be heard from time to time.

As his strength increased, he became increasingly pale, sinister, and terrifying.

Who wouldn't suspect that there's something wrong with his cultivation method? Or even that there's something wrong with his so-called "master"?

It couldn't be hidden; it was just that the entire Prince's mansion was deliberately covering for him.

Ultimately, once you have the power, it doesn't matter how many lower-class people die.

Just like last time, such a large-scale looting and killing has gone unnoticed, and not even a single competitor has used this incident to attack him. It is impossible for someone with the identity of "the second son of Prince Duan" to do this.

The Prince Duan's mansion is cleaning up his mess.

I never expected it to be the "Netherworld Cult".

While Tang Luo was pondering, he quietly changed the original route.

Originally, the route was from North Street all the way to the Prince Duan's Mansion, but now, Tang Luo first went around to the City Lord's Mansion.

"The first one, a cultist of the underworld."

The second group is the cultists of the Underworld.

The fourth one...

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Tang Luo could clearly see Zhang He's lip movements under his divine sense. At the same time, he also knew that six of the eight guards in the city lord's mansion were from the Netherworld Spirit Sect!

"How is that possible?!"

"Let's go back first!"

Tang Luo glanced at it, then quickly pulled Zhang He away, abandoning their plans to leave even from the Prince Duan's residence, and turned away immediately.

His slightly disordered steps did not reflect the complexity of his thoughts at the moment. The shock he felt from the infiltration of the City Lord's Mansion was far greater than that from the Prince Duan's Mansion!

The reason why Ye Kingdom is a country and has not been completely divided up by various forces such as sects and aristocratic families, resulting in its fragmentation, is primarily because every city has a city lord's mansion.

The lord's office of each city was appointed by the imperial court and parachuted in, leaving the local authorities no room for intervention.

The most important reason for this is that the city lord's mansion holds the true lifeline of the city, with two sets of formations: the "city protection formation" and the "nation protection formation."

The former ensured the city lord's absolute power within the city, while the latter ensured communication with the central government. Every three years, the city lord would travel to the capital to report on his duties and test his loyalty.

Tang Luo had no doubt that in a world with the ability to "read minds," the imperial court here lacked the capacity to test "loyalty."

Such laws ensured the stable rule of the Ye State over the localities.

But now, the City Lord's Mansion has been infiltrated by the Underworld Cult.

It's just unknown whether the two formations have been taken control of. If they have, then the problem will be huge.

"The plans of the Underworld Cult may be far more serious than we imagine."

Perhaps they want to sacrifice the entire city in blood; no, they really do want to sacrifice the entire city in blood.

"We need to think of something, Zhang He."

Inside the room, Tang Luo looked at Zhang He across from him, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Report to the authorities?"

"The city lord's mansion has been infiltrated, and the Duanwang mansion is no better. What official should we report to?"

And what about the evidence? We can't exactly reveal your abilities!

Tang Luo shook his head again after thinking about this: "No, no, no, evidence is easy to find. Since we've already discovered the latrine, the shit will come out even if we don't look for it."

We can find evidence, but the problem is, it's hard to find someone who can help us.

Moreover, there's also the issue of time.

When are they planning to make their move?

Tang Luo muttered to himself, feeling a myriad of mysteries swirling in his mind.

"Why should we care about them?"

"Huh?" Tang Luo turned his head, looking at Zhang He who had asked the question, and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"I said, why should we care about them?"

Zhang He continued to speak one word at a time, but his tone was steady, clearly indicating that he knew exactly what he was asking.

At this moment, Tang Luo suddenly realized, "Yes, I can ignore them and just leave. I can just leave and get out of here. What does it matter how powerful the Netherworld Cult is?"

There are no strict requirements regarding the location for the mission; I can simply go anywhere without taking any risks.

Even a small part of the Netherworld Cult's power is something I can't withstand.

But such a thought only flashed through Tang Luo's mind for a moment before disappearing.

Tang Luo also began to ponder the answer to the question.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly remembered a sentence that left a deep impression on him. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang He: "Because I can."

I can do it, I am able to do it, so I will do it.

There aren't many reasons.

These are the words of Wang Shuwen. At that time, Tang Luo asked him why he tormented others and why he rode horses. He replied, "Because he can."

And now, his answer is the same.

"I can."