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Chu Sheng stared at the Truth Envoy before him, a sense of alarm ringing in his mind. This old man exuded an unfathomable aura, like a deep ancient well that was impossible to gauge.
"You say we've underestimated the Heishan sect?" Chu Sheng scoffed, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the railing, producing a crisp sound. "Then let me see just how capable they really are."
Before his words had fully settled, a shadow descended from the sky like an eagle swooping down on its prey, radiating a fierce killing intent. Chu Sheng's heart sank, and he instinctively retreated, only to see a tall figure in a black robe land precisely where he had just stood, kicking up a cloud of dust like an exploding firework.
"Shura!" Wang Shouren's face changed dramatically as he blurted out, "You—why are you here?"
Shura slowly raised his head, revealing a sharply defined face with eyes as cold as steel, seemingly capable of piercing through one's soul. "Wang Shouren, did you think I wouldn't see this as a trap? Do you take me for a fool?"
A chill ran down Chu Sheng's spine; something was terribly wrong. Shura shouldn't have appeared so soon unless… unless they had known about their plan all along!
With a loud bang, the surrounding forest suddenly lit up with dozens of red lights, resembling pairs of bloodthirsty eyes opening in the darkness or torches igniting, tearing apart the tranquil night. Chu Sheng realized instantly that these were all experts from the Heishan sect! They had been lying in wait for him to walk right into their trap!
"Damn it! We've been set up!" Chu Sheng cursed under his breath and decisively shouted, "Lin Yue, retreat!"
But the communicator crackled with harsh static before Lin Yue's terrified voice came through: "Chu Sheng, be careful! They—ah!" The transmission abruptly cut off, leaving only unsettling electrical sounds.
"Lin Yue!" Panic gripped Chu Sheng's heart as fury surged within him. Just as he was about to charge out, Shura blocked his path.
"Want to save someone? It's too late!" Shura sneered, his tone laced with mockery. "Every move you've made has been calculated by me. You're like a moth caught in a spider's web; the more you struggle, the deeper you fall."
Chu Sheng glanced around and realized he was completely surrounded. Experts from the Heishan sect were closing in from all directions, each radiating powerful energy like hungry wolves circling their prey.
"You knew about our plan all along?" Chu Sheng narrowed his eyes, his voice icy as if forged from ice shards.
Shura shook his head lightly, a smirk playing on his lips as if he were toying with a mouse. "No, we set up an even bigger trap. You thought you were fishing; little did you know that you are the fish. The mantis stalks the cicada while the yellow bird waits behind; surely you understand this principle?"
At that moment, a piercing scream echoed through the air, like a blade slicing through the night sky. Chu Sheng turned sharply, only to see Lin Yue being restrained by two men in black, her face as pale as paper, with a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
"Let her go!" Chu Sheng roared, his voice booming like thunder, causing the leaves to rustle in response.
"Want to save her? You can," the Asura said with a cruel smile, as if a demon were revealing its fangs. "Just hand over your Divine Bloodline, and I will let her go. What do you say? It's quite a deal, isn't it?"
Chu Sheng clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. The Merit Book at his chest felt hot, as if reminding him of the heavy responsibility he bore. He knew that if he surrendered his bloodline, not only would he die, but the entire plan would also fall apart, rendering all their efforts futile.
"Chu Sheng, don’t worry about me!" Lin Yue shouted through her struggles, her voice hoarse yet filled with unwavering determination. "They’re after you! Go! Don’t sacrifice yourself for me!"
The Asura sneered, unfazed: "Want to leave? Too late!" Before he finished speaking, he struck out violently, a streak of black light darting towards Chu Sheng like a venomous snake.
In that critical moment, the Truth Envoy suddenly intervened. A beam of golden light acted like a shield, blocking the deadly black light. "Interesting. When did your Heishan sect collude with the Evil God? This isn’t exactly a glorious affair."
The Asura's expression changed slightly, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes. "You! How do you know?"
Chu Sheng's heart raced as he caught onto a crucial piece of information: Evil God? Could it be that there was an even greater force behind Heishan sect?
Just then, the Merit Book trembled violently, and a message surged into Chu Sheng's mind like lightning: [Special Task Discovered: Expose the collusion between Heishan sect and Evil God. Reward: Power Boost.]
Chu Sheng's gaze sharpened as he made a swift decision. He abruptly pulled out a Red Crystal from his pocket and crushed it without hesitation.
"Boom!" A deafening explosion erupted like thunder, painting the entire sky blood red as if doomsday had arrived. This was his pre-prepared signal flare and a call to arms for other warriors.
"You!" The Asura's face paled in disbelief as he stared at Chu Sheng. "You have a backup plan? You were prepared all along?"
Chu Sheng let out a cold laugh, his tone laced with sarcasm. "You think you're the only one who can set a trap? I can do it too!"
Suddenly, a rumble echoed from afar, and dozens of figures streaked across the night sky like shooting stars, breaking through the air. It was the people from the Warrior Association! They had finally arrived!
But just then, a chilling voice emerged, as if whispered from the depths of hell. "Heh, what a splendid show. I didn't expect so many unexpected guests."
Everyone froze, as if time had stopped. A rift opened in the air, and a figure cloaked in black slowly stepped out, as if born from the void. The aura emanating from this person was terrifying, reminiscent of something that came from the depths of hell, sending shivers down their spines.
"Who are you?" Chu Sheng asked warily, an ominous premonition rising within him.
The figure did not answer but merely waved a hand lightly, as if swatting away a fly. Instantly, everyone felt an overwhelming pressure descend upon them, like Mount Tai pressing down; even Shura's expression changed drastically as he struggled to breathe.
"Master... Master..." Shura actually knelt down, his voice trembling like an ant before a deity.
Chu Sheng's pupils constricted, waves of shock surging within him. Could this mysterious person be the messenger of the Evil God?
The Truth Envoy suddenly spoke up, his tone grave. "Interesting. It seems this game has many players after all. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."
The mysterious figure chuckled softly, reminiscent of the Night Owl's hoot. "The game has just begun; some are destined to be pawns while others are fated to become... sacrifices."
Chu Sheng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh. He suddenly realized that he had not only fallen into Heishan sect's trap but was also ensnared in an even larger scheme—one that likely involved a struggle among deities…
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