"Understood!" Several others nodded at the same time.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded, and then an elder from the Dark Territory Temple walked in quickly.
"Why are you so panicked?" Death asked in a deep voice.
"Master of the Hall, according to the news from the brothers outside, nearly two thousand people from the Rakshasa Hall are coming to our side!" the old man said slightly hastily.
"What?!" Except for the God of Death, everyone else shouted at the same time.
"Is Rakshasa Hall seeking death?" the woman said angrily after a brief pause.
"We haven't even gone to find them, but they came to our door automatically. They are really a bunch of people who don't know how to live or die!"
After finishing his words, he turned to look at the God of Death: "Master of the Palace, I will lead people to capture the White Tiger and the Blood Rakshasa!"
"Do you know who is leading the team?" The God of Death did not answer the woman's words, frowned slightly and looked at the old man and asked.
"According to the people below, in addition to White Tiger and Blood Rakshasa, there are about ten other men and women in the group headed by them. The people below do not know them," the old man responded.
"Immediately go and implement it and see if there is the Western King of Great Xia among the leaders!" A stern look flashed in the eyes of the God of Death.
"Copy that!" The old man was stunned for a moment before turning and leaving.
"My Lord, do you suspect that West King Lingshuai came to the Dark World?" Phil looked at the God of Death and asked.
"Nine times out of ten!" the God of Death responded coldly: "Otherwise, it would be impossible for the people from Rakshasa Hall to come to die on their own initiative!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at an old man and said: "Inform all deputy hall masters and elders of the dark pavilion to return to the headquarters!"
"Copy that!" The old man nodded, got up and walked to the door.
"Okay, that's it for today's meeting, let's adjourn!" Death then looked at the others and stood up to speak.
"Go on, everyone, please brace yourself and be on alert!"
"If this time it is really Xi Wang Lingshuai who leads the team, let him stay in this dark world forever today!"
"Copy that!" everyone responded in unison.
Two hours later.
Ling Hao led everyone to an empty wasteland in the dark world.
The wasteland is surrounded by mountains on three sides, surrounded by towering trees and strange-shaped rocks. The roars of beasts can be vaguely heard in the surrounding forests.
"Brother, ahead is the home of the Dark Territory Temple!" Bai Hu raised his hand and pointed to a huge old castle manor a few kilometers away and said.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded slightly and looked over.
The manor is built on the mountain and occupies a vast area. It is initially estimated that the area is at least 200,000 to 300,000 square meters. It is more like a small town than a manor.
Within the manor, there are hundreds of castles of various sizes and some bungalows.
Surrounding the manor, there are towering walls, and watchtowers tens of meters high are built at regular intervals, with figures flashing in the watchtower.
Not only that, there are also seven or eight watchtowers built in the forest around the wasteland. The people inside were aware of it as soon as Ling Hao and others appeared here.
"This is the headquarters of the Dark Territory Temple. It's huge enough!" Zhuihun couldn't help but ventured.
"Being able to rule the entire dark world should not be underestimated!" Lu Yue responded lightly.
"Brother, do you want to get rid of the people in the watchtower first?" Xuanwu glanced around and then looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"No need!" Ling Hao shook his head: "Let's go and meet them!"
After finishing speaking, he led everyone towards the manor.
