While Ling Hao and others were on their way, the headquarters of the Dark Territory Temple.
In one of the medieval-style castle halls, several men and women were sitting upright, having a daily meeting.
The man sitting at the head wearing a skull mask is the Lord of the Dark Territory Temple, the God of Death!
Among the other group of people, apart from several deputy hall masters of the Dark Territory Temple, were several elders from the Dark Pavilion.
"Sir Phil, has there been any new information coming from Daxia recently?" Death looked at a man on the left and asked in a deep voice.
"Reply to the Palace Master, not yet!" The deputy palace master named Phil shook his head and seemed to remember something, and continued to speak.
"According to the news coming back from the Daxia capital, representatives from their ancient martial arts circles went to the capital two days ago, probably for the heir to the national destiny."
"Really?" Death said calmly: "Do you know the result?"
"There is no result yet. The answer given by Daxia Palace is that it needs time to consider." Phil responded.
What happened just two days ago, the Dark Territory Temple knew about it so quickly, and the information spread really fast!
It's no wonder that Ling Hao wants to attack various yamen. With so many thieves with different intentions gathering in the hinterland of the capital, chaos will break out sooner or later!
"Lord Hall Master, do you think they will finally agree?" Phil continued to ask.
"Haha, don't worry, they will definitely agree!" Death smiled coldly.
After finishing speaking, he looked at the other party and said: "Continue to keep an eye on this matter and report any progress at any time!"
"Copy that!" Phil nodded in response.
"Your Majesty, Palace Master, it is said that the Western King of Great Xia killed twenty emperor-level experts in Snow Eagle Kingdom more than a month ago. Is this true?" At this time, a female deputy palace master asked.
"Yeah!" The God of Death nodded slightly: "According to reliable information, he broke through three levels in a row, directly from the Half-Step War Emperor to the Great War Emperor!"
hiss!
Several other people heard this and were surprised at the same time.
Every time he reaches the imperial level, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. He actually broke through three levels in a row!
How terrifying?!
"Master of the Palace, King Xi's growth rate is really scary. If he is allowed to grow like this, it will always be a big disaster!" the woman continued.
"Besides, the last time he came to the Dark World, he caused us so much loss. Should we just let it go?"
"Haha, how could he just forget about it!" The God of Death snorted coldly: "If it hadn't been for the intervention of people from the guardian world last time, how could he have left the dark world safely!"
"Lord Hall Master, what does the guardian realm mean? It seems that many people want to protect Daxia?" Another person asked.
"That was before!" A stern look flashed across the eyes of the God of Death before he looked at the woman again: "Lord Ellie, what's going on at the Rakshasa Hall recently?"
"Reporting to the Palace Master, apart from the occasional conflicts with some other forces, the Rakshasa Hall has not done much else recently," the woman responded.
"You arrange it, and within three days, the Dark Territory Temple will attack the Rakshasa Hall!" The God of Death continued to explain.
"Huh?" The woman was slightly startled.
"Master Hall Master, didn't you promise to protect the world last time not to take action against Rakshasa Hall within half a year? If you take action now, will they..."
"You don't have to worry about this, just do it!" Death interrupted her.
"Yes!" The woman nodded solemnly.
"The goal this time is to capture White Tiger and Blood Rakshasa alive!" Death spoke again.
"Master of the Palace, do you want to lure Commander Ling to the dark world?" Phil asked with his eyes widened.
"Well!" The God of Death narrowed his eyes and nodded: "This time, as long as he dares to come, don't even think about going back!"
