Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 399 - 408: People’s minds are separated by their bellies

Unmasking the mastermind behind the scenes, the root cause must be addressed, or else merely treating the symptoms without addressing the cause won’t suffice.

According to Ye Ling’s guess, this request might put A’Niu in a difficult position. After all, it was that powerful being behind the scenes who had created A’Niu’s current situation and established most of his status as the master of the Netherworld.

However, to Ye Ling’s surprise, when he made the request, A’Niu nodded in agreement without hesitation, and his smile even carried a trace of thrill.

"Rest assured, I will definitely lure him out for you!"

This statement left Ye Ling stunned. Damn, that tone sounded like there was a significant grudge. What the hell was going on?

At that moment, Xiao Mei, who was beside him, spoke up, "A’Niu just told me that the guy took him away from the seventeenth level of hell a thousand years ago, and since then, he has been torturing him in various ways, wanting to make A’Niu his spirit servant."

"But A’Niu’s resilient will eventually led to his failure. However, he’s still not given up and keeps using A’Niu; in short, A’Niu hates him to the core."

A’Niu sneered, "In his eyes, I’m nothing more than a dog, a servant, a slave that needs to obey."

Ye Ling also smiled, his expression cunning, "Then rest easy, this time you’ll have the chance to see him utterly crushed by absolute power."

At ten o’clock at night, A’Niu returned to the main hall of Senluo City. A group of powerful beings had gathered, among whom there was even an Immortal.

"Chief, are you okay? You were out for an entire day today. You went to kill that guy who was wreaking havoc inside the city. You didn’t encounter any danger, did you?"

A powerful being at the Divine Infant stage asked. A’Niu shook his head, "No danger. Just a fellow at the Golden Core Stage, whom I chased out of the city and killed."

"By the way, how are the other cities doing now? It’s been so many days, it’s time to end the war."

After A’Niu finished speaking, everyone lowered their heads, and the Underworld Spirit at the Immortal cultivation level stepped forward, shaking his head slightly.

"Chief, I don’t know what happened, but ever since two of the ten Yan Jun died and three were injured, the Netherworld Soldiers, who were previously unsteady, suddenly regained a terrifying combat ability."

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"And those eight Yan Jun suddenly healed completely. Their injuries were gone, and now they’re defending several major cities. Our forces just can’t break through."

"Yes, Chief, I think we should have the Sect Hierarch take action. Otherwise, who knows when we will be able to conquer them."

All the powerful beings each clenched their fists and shouted, the strength of the ten Yan Jun was so formidable it left them in despair, each one of them a Golden Immortal-level powerhouse.

If they weren’t afraid of the mysterious Sect Hierarch behind them, those nearly mad Yan Jun would have probably already killed their way to Senluo City.

A’Niu nodded, "I’ll consider this. Arrange your subordinates and halt the attacks for now. I’ll report to the Sect Hierarch and then make plans."

After speaking, A’Niu stood up and returned to a room shrouded in black mist behind the hall. Inside the room, on a meditation mat, sat a man in a black cloak with a cold demeanor.

"A’Niu pays respects to the Sect Hierarch. Sect Hierarch, the others have asked A’Niu to seek your help in personally taking action to slaughter all the ten Yan Jun. Otherwise, our army simply cannot continue the fight."

The so-called Sect Hierarch, the one in the black cloak, opened his eyes, which were eerie—one black, one white—and each pupil had a vortex slowly moving within, captivating and fearsome.

"It’s not their fault. The Netherworld has been managed for tens of thousands of years, solid as an iron barrel. It’s normal for them to struggle. Since that is the case, I shall come in person and extinguish all those insignificant clowns!"

The Sect Hierarch sneered sinisterly; in his eyes, those Golden Immortal-level powerhouses were like grasshoppers, easily crushed to death if he so wished.

"The Sect Hierarch’s power pierces the heavens, eternally dominating the azure sky!"

A’Niu made a show of worship before rising to his feet, his gaze burning with fervor as he looked at the Sect Hierarch, "Sect Hierarch, I have found Xiao Mei—I’ve finally found her!" Read new chapters at novelbuddy

"Sect Hierarch, I beseech you to show great mercy and transmit the Divine Technique to Xiao Mei, so that I can be with her forever!"

The Sect Hierarch paused, his eyes shifting oddly, "Xiao Mei? That woman of yours from a thousand years ago?"

"Heh, you’re really lucky; after such a long time, you actually managed to find her. It really wasn’t easy. Well, never mind, serve me well, and I will not be stingy with your reward."

The Sect Hierarch chuckled coldly. A’Niu immediately knelt on the ground in abject fear, "Millions of blessings to the Sect Hierarch. A’Niu will lay down his life and spill his last drop of blood for you!"

"Hmm, it seems I really need to come in person. Otherwise, I can’t transmit the technique to your woman."

The Sect Hierarch looked at A’Niu and sneered coldly, however, his heart was exploding with malicious thoughts, "Heh, you bastard, wait until I add a small trick while transmitting the technique. Once your woman is under my control, I’ll see if you dare to disobey me."

A’Niu possesses the rare Pure Yin Body, and the Sect Hierarch has long wanted to refine A’Niu as an external incarnation of himself, but the process is quite cumbersome, so the Sect Hierarch has been scheming all along.

Meanwhile, A’Niu, seeing the Sect Hierarch’s eerie smile, couldn’t help but feel elated too, his heart exploding with glee, "You old bastard, your end is near!"

People have secrets hidden deep within; no one knows what others are thinking. Whether one should harbor ill will, nobody knows, but one must always be on guard.

"Let’s do this, at midnight, when the Yin energy is at its strongest, bring your woman here. I’ll come personally to transmit the Divine Technique to her, enabling her to always be at your side. Then we can eradicate those jumping clowns, crush the entire Netherworld with our mighty forces, and by then, you will become the true Lord of the Netherworld, ha ha!"

Hearing the Sect Hierarch’s words, A’Niu immediately knelt on the ground in panic, "Everything depends on the Sect Hierarch’s cultivation!"

At dawn, during midnight, when the Yin energy of the Netherworld was at its peak, A’Niu brought Xiao Mei to the Hall of Senluo, accompanied by Ye Ling.

Once the three of them arrived, A’Niu gave Ye Ling a meaningful look; his five fingers moved, and strands of abstruse light burst towards the sky.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar, deafening; black mists wafted and drifted between heaven and earth.

A figure stood aloft in the sky, his eyes glinting with a sinister gleam—one pupil white, the other black, dressed in a black robe, his terrifying aura causing space itself to feel on the verge of shattering.

"Your subordinate pays homage to the Sect Hierarch!" A’Niu immediately knelt on the ground, utmost respect apparent in his bearing.

Ye Ling felt the terrifying power, and his heart pounded with fear. Who the hell was this ancient creature, at the Immortal Emperor level, no less?

He must be at least a Seven Tribulations Immortal Emperor, but such beings, even in the Immortal Realm, were revered giants, commanding with awe. Why would one covet the Netherworld?

In the next moment, the Sect Hierarch burst into crazed laughter, his gaze burning toward Ye Ling lit up with fervent flames.

What he did not see was A’Niu on the ground, silently moving his fingers, and at this moment in the Netherworld, a silent stream of Qi was slowly stirring.