"Hall Master Yang? What happened to him?"
Zhou Yu’s face darkened, and he immediately asked.
However, from the other end of the phone, a muffled explosion was faintly heard, accompanied by screams. Then the phone went dead with a flatline tone.
The line was disconnected!
It was clear that something had happened to Shenwu Hall!
Zhou Yu immediately jumped out of bed and began to dress.
He Xu hurriedly asked:
"Zhou Yu, what’s wrong?"
Zhou Yu replied gravely:
"Xu Sister, something might have happened over in Qin State; I need to rush back immediately."
"Right, I didn’t finish telling you, after I take care of things in Qin State, I might need to make a trip to Yun State."
He Xu was extremely intelligent. Though she was unwilling to let Zhou Yu leave, she was very clear that a man like Zhou Yu could not be tied down by her side.
Once she harbored such thoughts, it wouldn’t be long before she lost him.
He Xu forcefully suppressed the reluctance in her heart, gazing deeply at Zhou Yu.
"Alright, then you take care of yourself."
"Don’t worry about things here in Hai City, I’ll handle everything well."
"In at most one month, Huan Yu Corporation will become the largest real estate enterprise in Hai City."
"Whatever you want to do with it, I’ll support you with all my might."
Upon hearing these words, a wave of emotion surged in Zhou Yu’s heart. He finished dressing, approached He Xu, cupped her perfect face, and gently kissed her.
"Xu Sister, thank you."
He Xu smiled faintly.
"No need to thank me. You head straight to the airport; I’ll arrange a private jet for you."
Zhou Yu nodded, then left the house.
Qin State Capital, Shenwu Hall Headquarters.
At this moment, the courtyard of the headquarters was in complete disarray.
Over a hundred disciples of Shenwu Hall were lying on the ground, writhing in pain, but eerily unable to make any sound.
Upon closer inspection, each person’s face was covered with black lines, which looked incredibly terrifying.
In the middle of these people stood over a dozen individuals, with their hands behind their backs.
Their attire was significantly different from that of ordinary people.
Each one of them wore large robes, and on the exposed skin of their bodies were multicolored patterns that at first glance looked like tattoos.
But upon closer inspection, those patterns seemed to be slowly squirming like streams of water.
Besides, they also carried various types of instruments on their bodies, which looked similar to ethnic minority jewelry, but their shapes and styles were utterly devoid of aesthetic sense, instead inspiring fear and horror.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a head full of small braids.
This person was not tall but emitted a sinister aura all over.
He was looking at Yang Shiwu in front of him with a smug smile.
"I’ll ask you one more time, where is Sun Ling? Hand her over immediately."
However, Yang Shiwu’s face was filled with dark anger, and he remained silent.
"I don’t know who you’re talking about!"
The man laughed coldly.
"Hall Master Yang, you’re trying to buy time, aren’t you? It seems you still hope someone will come to your rescue."
"Let me tell you clearly, even if you call Wei Wuya from Qinzhou Martial Pavilion or Yan Maozong from Qi Guochang’s side, it’s useless."
"If I wanted, dealing with them would only take a minute."
"Don’t take offense at my words, but it’s because the Martial Pavilion of Qin State has always been the weakest among all the states in Dragon Country."
Yang Shiwu also had faint black lines on his face, but as a Holy Realm Warrior, he could still barely suppress them with his power.
Facing the man’s ridicule, Yang Shiwu retorted angrily.
"You despicable creatures who lurk in the shadows, daring to use Poison Gu so recklessly in Qin State!"
"Someone will come to deal with you."
"Your arrogance won’t last long."
Hearing this, the man laughed coldly.
"It seems I’ve been too easy on you."
"Your mouth is still quite tough!"
While speaking, he casually lifted his arm, and the small bells tied to it immediately made a piercing sound.
At the same time, Yang Shiwu’s face changed drastically, followed by agonized screams.
The faint black lines that were barely visible on his face were now protruding continuously as if thousands of worms were trying to burst out from within.
Yang Shiwu exerted all his strength to control it, but his body still showed frightening cracks as blood spurted out.
Seeing Yang Shiwu in such unbearable pain, the man had a venomous smile on his face.
"Hall Master Yang, at this rate, in at most ten minutes your body will collapse completely, and even if you don’t die, you will end up a cripple. Are you sure you want this outcome?"
"Just hand over your Fourth Elder Sun Ling obediently, and I’ll spare you, leaving you with your life."
Yang Shiwu’s face was ferocious, but his eyes grew increasingly furious.
"Heh, seeking death..."
The man was about to intensify the power of the Poison Gu.
But at that moment, a figure burst out from the back hall of Shenwu Hall.
Hearing this voice, the man looked up and immediately revealed a dangerous smile.
"Hong Luoya, it’s been almost thirty years. Finally, I’ve found you!"
The one called Hong Luoya was none other than the Fourth Elder of Shenwu Hall, Sun Ling.
Seeing Yang Shiwu in such a state, Sun Ling immediately rushed over, took out an extremely bizarre object resembling an insect egg, and fed it to Yang Shiwu.
After ingesting the insect egg, Yang Shiwu’s originally ferocious face improved significantly within a few seconds, though his complexion remained deathly pale.
With a slight recovery, Yang Shiwu urgently said:
"Who allowed you to come out?"
Feeling guilty, Sun Ling said:
"Hall Master, you’ve protected me for so many years, and I’m grateful for that. I simply couldn’t stand by and watch you in trouble."
"I knew long ago that this day would come; it’s fate, I suppose."
"I accept what destiny has arranged!"
Hearing this, Yang Shiwu’s eyes showed a complex expression.
At this moment, the voice of the man beside them spoke up.
"Hong Luoya, oh no, your current name is Sun Ling, right?"