Let's start by analyzing the sun

Airship.

Faced with Cheng Han's statement, "Personally, I don't like fighting, I'd rather be a designer," the merchants present had different expressions.

The fat merchant deeply agreed: "Fighting is indeed too dangerous. That Crimson Armor warrior killed a monster just now, and he was seriously injured himself."

The old merchant with graying temples, who had been rebuffed once before, seemed to hold a grudge and sang a different tune this time:

"Yaozhong, you can't say that. If no warriors stood up, everyone here could have been killed by the monster."

He put on a righteous appearance again: "It's fine if you're cowardly yourself, but to turn around and mock the brave is outrageous!"

Cheng Han knew that this sentence was ostensibly directed at the fat merchant, but was actually subtly mocking him as a coward.

His gaze swept over the blood-colored skull on the halo and the remnants left by the Mystic Master powerhouse, and he felt very strange.

Am I a coward?

The fat merchant retorted angrily, "Zuo Daqian, when did I mock that warrior? Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that an argument was about to break out, the other merchants quickly stopped them.

"Speak nicely!"

"Please calm down, both of you."

Cheng Han shook his head slightly and looked at the scene in the center of the halo again.

Inside the underground cave.

Just as Gerald let out a dying wail, the people outside the secret room seemed to hear the noise, and hurried footsteps immediately sounded.

"Your Excellency Bishop?"

"Your Excellency, is there something wrong?"

The voices asking were filled with vigilance.

Along with these voices, five strings of spirit diagrams automatically emerged, indicating that there were five heretic god believers outside the secret room.

The reason these people gathered was partly to check the situation and partly because there was an important treasure of the Prayer Life Society in the secret room.

Cheng Han's lips curled up slightly, and he quietly issued another order: "Start cleaning up the remaining enemies. Leave no one from the Prayer Life Society alive, but only kill 20% of the Destruction Order!"

If the higher-ups of the Prayer Life Society find that their people are all dead, but the cooperating party has suffered very little loss, what will they think?

Of course, they will suspect that the Destruction Order secretly betrayed the Prayer Life Society!

Hmph!

The two major heretic god organizations want to join forces to launch a decapitation operation against me? Then I'll plant a big mine for you!

Nether's response came immediately.

"Understood!"

"According to your will!"

Half a second later.

"Bang!"

The stone door of the secret room was broken open.

At this instant.

Five God-Darkness Extinguishing Spirit Spears flashed over.

The souls of all the Nether were controlled by a wisp of Cheng Han's divided soul. In essence, they were one, so the degree of tacit cooperation far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

The five gun shadows arrived almost simultaneously, hitting one enemy each, with an interval of less than 0.001 seconds.

"Ah~"

Screams rang out one after another.

Five balls of blue flames instantly appeared outside the secret room.

It was still a one-hit kill!

At the same time.

A Nether suddenly teleported into the secret room, quickly picked up the blood-colored skull, and then used the Netherlight Leap to leave.

The spoils are in hand!

The All-Knowing Eye moved slightly, transmitting a large stream of information.

After Cheng Han digested the information, he muttered in his heart: "What an evil Prayer Life Skull! But there is a lot of knowledge that can be learned from it."

The preliminary analysis showed that the Prayer Life Skull seemed to be an evil object created by a god-level powerhouse who sacrificed a large number of people.

In short, it has an extraordinary origin.

Cheng Han felt even more smug: "The Prayer Life Society discovers that their side is completely annihilated and the Order's treasure is also lost. How could they not suspect the Destruction Order?"

In the halo.

The ruthless slaughter continued.

Cheng Han didn't pay much attention to it, and his attention returned to the viewing hall.

At this time.

The small conflict between the fat merchant and the old merchant was finally persuaded by everyone's joint efforts.

The old merchant was obviously a narrow-minded fellow, and he continued to grumble, alluding to the matter: "People should have a sense of gratitude!"

The fat merchant was a little annoyed: "You..."

A group of people hurriedly persuaded him again.

"Old Uncle Zuo, please say a few words less."

"We are all from the same small spirit realm, why bother like this?"

The fat merchant suppressed his anger and did not speak again.

The old merchant muttered in a low voice, "I didn't say anything wrong," but faced with everyone's dissatisfied gazes, he didn't continue to provoke trouble after all.

After this incident, the atmosphere in the hall became awkward.

Cheng Han smiled slightly and suddenly changed the subject: "Everyone should have heard about Ms. Yin's previous matter, right?"

The "Ms. Yin" in this sentence was the beautiful woman.

Many people nodded.

"I know!"

"I've heard of it."

Yin Ying's appearance was so outstanding, and she was a widow, so the people present had paid attention to her to varying degrees.

Cheng Han changed the topic: "Does anyone know why Ms. Yin had never met the manager before, but was harassed by him?"

A group of people shook their heads.

"I don't know."

"Is there a hidden story here?"

The old merchant didn't speak, but his face became slightly unnatural.

Cheng Han paused deliberately for two seconds before slowly saying: "As far as I know, someone happened to be an acquaintance of the manager, and he happened to have a batch of goods to be transported to another small spirit realm.

"Therefore, he privately informed the manager that Ms. Yin was a widow and had no one to rely on, in order to obtain a 5% discount on the transportation price."

When he said the second half of the sentence, his eyes were fixed on the old merchant.

Everyone was immediately in an uproar.

Anyone could see the meaning behind this.

The old merchant couldn't sit still immediately and retorted angrily: "You little brat, don't spout blood. When did I..."

The fat merchant deliberately shouted loudly: "Before the airship started checking tickets, I saw Zuo Daqian chatting with the manager in a small room for a long time."

Zuo Daqian was the old merchant's name.

Several other merchants also spoke out about what they knew.

"Zuo Daqian does have a batch of goods to transport."

"I remember Zuo Daqian has a little friendship with the manager."

The old merchant explained慌张地: "This is all nonsense. I was just discussing the transportation price with the manager. When did I mention Ms. Yin?"

However.

No matter how he explained, everyone looked at him with contempt.

For a little bit of petty profit, he "sold" a beautiful widow to a lecherous man. Was this something a human would do?

The old merchant couldn't stay any longer. He left a sentence "Slandering my innocence" and pretended to be angry, then fled in a panic.

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the halo screen again.

At this moment, the underground cave was completely quiet.

Throughout the entire process, no one resisted even once, and no one knew the attacker's location. All the heretic god believers died without knowing why.

This was an outright massacre!

It was also an unprecedented ultra-long-range massacre!

Only a part of the Destruction Order, totaling less than ten people, escaped the city using the Flash Evasion Mystic Formation under the deliberate indulgence of the Nether.

*

Thousands of kilometers away.

Anliang Small Spirit Realm.

Anxi City, Garrison Palace.

The two Garrison Mystics of the local Mystic Pavilion were staring intently at the image above the Mystic Formation, their expressions extremely solemn.

A series of different extraordinary fluctuations were constantly flashing in the image.

"The extraordinary fluctuation is located 800 meters underground. This must be a stronghold of some heretic god organization."

"This depth has far exceeded the attack range of the attack Mystic Formation."

This situation made the two Garrison Mystics feel quite helpless.

The enemies were already causing a ruckus in the city, but they, as Garrison Mystics, could do nothing.

"What exactly happened underground?"

"Judging from the current situation, this is probably an internal conflict!"

"Very likely! Report it to the Mystic Pavilion!"

"By the way, the Hall Master Mystic Master of the Celestial Tranquility Hall of the Mystic Palace is also in this small spirit realm. Should we inform him as well?"

"Then let's inform him."

*

Half an hour later.

Ling Ye, the Hall Master Mystic Master of the Celestial Tranquility Hall, and another Mystic Master, Gao Ting, led a team of Mystics and managed to enter the underground cave.

The main responsibility of the Celestial Tranquility Hall was to clear out heretic god organizations. Since such a thing happened in the city, it was only reasonable for this Mystic Master to inquire about it.

Soon.

In a large stone cave, the group saw piles of strange ashes.

Hall Master Ling looked at it for a few moments, turned his head to look at his colleague, and said, "Vice Hall Master Gao, this seems to be corpse ashes. You are better at identifying traces. What are your thoughts?"

Gao Ting stared at the ashes for a few seconds, and his pupils suddenly turned into strange double pupils, his expression becoming extremely serious: "This is a very high-level fire-type Mystic Art. It seems that it can also ignite the soul."

Hall Master Ling nodded lightly, his face also becoming serious.

The others all changed color.

Just the phrase "high-level fire-type Mystic Art" was enough to be intimidating.

And the phrase "ignite the soul" was an extremely rare and powerful Mystic Art that even a Mystic Overseer would have to be cautious about.

There was no other reason.

What could be used to defend against a Mystic Art that directly attacked the soul?

You could only resist it head-on!

If you couldn't withstand it, you would surely die!

Even if you withstood it, you would suffer a great loss of vitality!

Soon.

In a secret room.

Hall Master Ling saw a pile of larger ashes and immediately gasped: "This is the corpse of a Mystic Master!"

This Mystic Master also said: "This method of death is exactly the same as the other ashes. It seems that there is only one murderer!"

With one's own strength, to slaughter nearly twenty transcendents, was this not too brutal?!

Gao Ting looked around, his tone filled with deep confusion: "Some heretic god believers escaped, but I didn't smell any aura left by the attacker. This person has never been here."

The meaning of this sentence was truly chilling.

Hall Master Ling was a little incredulous: "That's impossible, right?"

The group of Mystics who followed also looked at each other.

Gao Ting said softly: "Over the years, my 'Spirit Mirror Double Pupil Eyes' have never been wrong even once."

Hall Master Ling couldn't help but gasp: "If this person has never been here, how did he kill so many people?"

Gao Ting shook his head: "I don't know."

He paused and said, "We Mystic Masters find it difficult to imagine some of the methods of Mystic Overseer-level powerhouses."

The implication was that the murderer was a Mystic Overseer powerhouse.

Hall Master Ling suddenly fell silent.

Because logically speaking, this was the most likely answer.