Young Song: The Hidden Sword God, Han Yi and Her Child Arrive at the Door.

Dark River Headquarters, Underground Palace.

The air here is cold and damp year-round, permeated with a mixture of rottenness and blood.

For the assassins of the Dark River, this is not only home, but also their faith.

However, at this very moment, this palace, which symbolizes darkness and death, is filled with an unprecedented sense of panic.

In the very center of the main hall, on the throne made of countless skulls, Su Changhe, the patriarch of the Dark River Clan, stared intently at a stone table in front of him.

On the stone table, the black jade tablets that were originally neatly arranged are now shattered on the ground.

Those jade tablets were not ordinary objects, but were made of special "soul jade" that sealed a trace of the life essence of each core member of the Dark River.

If the person is alive, the cards are revealed; if the person dies, the cards are broken.

This is the most effective method for monitoring the life and death of members of the Dark River, and it has never failed.

But now...

"Click—"

With the sound of the last jade tablet shattering, all the jade tablets on the stone table, except those representing Su Changhe and a few other top figures, were destroyed!

Especially the jade pendant that was placed in the most conspicuous position and represented Xie Qidao, the head of the Xie family, was now shattered into dust and could not be pieced back together!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Su Changhe's fingers were trembling violently, and his usually gloomy and cold face was now filled with disbelief and deep fear.

"Dead? They're all dead?"

"Xie Qidao... is dead?!"

His voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows being pulled.

"That was Xie Qidao! A peak expert of the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm! Even if he encountered a Sword Immortal, he could still escape if he couldn't win, right? How could he die so easily? He didn't even send out a distress signal?!"

"And those spider assassins... those were my Dark River's elite troops, carefully trained for many years! Scattered throughout Snowmoon City, how could they all have died at the same time?!"

"This is simply...defying all reason!"

Su Muyu and Mu Yumo, who were standing below, were also pale-faced and dared not even breathe.

They looked at each other and could see the terror in each other's eyes.

As the other two heads of the Dark River Clan, they were well aware of Xie Qidao's strength.

Even if the two of them joined forces, it would be no easy task to kill Xie Qidao in a short period of time.

But now, less than an hour has passed since the operation began.

Xie Qidao is gone just like that?

It's like a drop of water merging into the ocean, without even making a ripple.

"Could the patriarch... be a trap set by Snowmoon City?"

Mu Yumo asked cautiously, "Perhaps they discovered our plan long ago, gathered three city lords, and even hired other helpers to ambush and kill the Xie family head?"

"impossible!"

Su Changhe shook his head violently, his eyes flashing with a crazed light.

"We used a diversionary tactic! Li Hanyi has already been tricked into going to Qingcheng Mountain, Baili Dongjun's whereabouts are unknown, and although Sikong Changfeng is powerful, it's impossible for him to kill everyone in such a short time!"

"Besides... if it really is an ambush, there should be some commotion, right? There should be some resistance, right?"

"But now? The soul tablet is shattered so neatly, so thoroughly... what does that mean?"

Su Changhe's voice lowered, carrying a chilling undertone.

"This means... they were wiped out in an instant! They were directly erased from this world by a force that is completely irresistible and even incomprehensible!"

Erase!

The moment those two words were uttered, the temperature inside the hall instantly plummeted to freezing.

Su Muyu and Mu Yumo felt a chill run down their spines, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

In an instant, dozens of experts were wiped out, including one at the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm?

Is this even human?

This is godlike! This is demonic!

"Could it be... Su Changqing?"

A name that they had deliberately ignored or even somewhat disregarded now weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

The intelligence previously sent back by the scouts was: "A single chopstick can cleave the heavens, seemingly surpassing the realm of divine travel."

At the time, they found it funny, thinking that the spies were just scared out of their wits and were exaggerating.

After all, where in this world can one find someone so young who can travel to the mystical realm?

Even Li Changsheng back then wasn't this outrageous, was he?

But now, the facts are clear.

Besides the enigmatic Su Changqing, who else could do this?

"A monster... that Su Changqing is definitely a monster!"

Su Changhe slumped on the throne, and for the first time, a look of regret appeared in his eyes.

He regretted it.

I really regret it.

If he had known beforehand that the seemingly harmless pretty boy was someone of this caliber, he wouldn't have dared to provoke him even if he had a hundred lives!

This isn't just kicking a steel plate, it's kicking an atomic bomb!

"Master, what should we do now?"

Su Muyu asked in a deep voice, "Xie Qidao is dead, our strength has been greatly diminished. Moreover, Su Changqing must already know our plan. If he comes to our door..."

"Coming to our doorstep to attack?"

Su Changhe shuddered, the scene of Dark River being reduced to ashes by that man with a wave of his hand flashing through his mind, and he was so frightened that he almost slipped off his chair.

"No! We absolutely cannot let him come here!"

Su Changhe suddenly stood up, a ruthless and resolute glint in his eyes.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow!

Since the feud has already been formed, and it's a blood feud that can't be extinguished, then there's no other way but to go all the way down this path!

beg for mercy?

Begging for mercy is useless in the face of such a powerful person.

Only by killing him, only by completely eliminating this threat, can Dark River have a glimmer of hope!

"Although he is strong, he is not without weaknesses!"

Su Changhe gritted his teeth, like a gambler who had lost everything.

"His weakness is that little girl! And Li Hanyi! As long as we seize the opportunity and use the Tang Clan's mechanisms and hidden weapons, we might be able to kill him!"

"Besides, doesn't the Tang Sect still have that thing?"

"You mean... the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles?"

Mu Yumo exclaimed, "But that's the Tang Clan's most prized treasure! Would Old Master Tang really take it out?"

"He will!"

Su Changhe sneered, "Because he's afraid too! He's afraid of that Su Changqing! If Lei Family Fort doesn't fall, if Su Changqing doesn't die, the Tang Clan's fate will be even worse than ours!"

"Now, we're in this together with the Tang Clan; no one can escape!"

Thinking of this, Su Changhe's fear was gradually replaced by madness.

He simply didn't believe that Su Changqing was really a god!

Even a god would have to suffer a severe injury if hit by the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles!

"Pass down the order! Inform Old Master Tang that the plan is being moved up!"

Su Changhe slammed his hand on the armrest, his eyes burning with a flame of mutual destruction.

"Tell him that Su Changqing's strength far exceeds expectations! Tell him to stop holding back and bring out all his hidden gems!"

Su Changhe gritted his teeth: "Inform Old Master Tang that the plan is being moved up! This time, even if it costs us lives, we'll crush that monster!"