Dongbo Xueying instantly shot out from his cultivation chamber, soaring into the sky. In a flash, his figure appeared above the cave abode of Commander Tong San. Many maidservants nearby and the patrolling guards in the distance looked up in astonishment and confusion at Dongbo Xueying’s figure in the sky. What was their “Highness” doing, suddenly appearing above Commander Tong’s abode?
“Stay right there!” Dongbo Xueying roared, his voice booming and resounding throughout the entire Inspector’s Estate.
“Hahaha, Highness Dongbo, I came to your estate with no ill intent, nor any intention to offend. I’ll take my leave now—please forgive the intrusion!” Another voice, slightly cold and sinister, echoed through the sky as a shadowy mist swiftly exited Commander Tong San’s cave abode and shot into the heavens.
Only then did the Inspector’s Estate erupt into chaos.
The guards quickly mobilized and assembled, while Yu Jingqiu, Dongbo Yu, Dongbo Qingyao, and others emerged to witness the scene unfolding in the distance.
But none of them could intervene in time. By the time the guards assembled and moved to encircle the intruder, it would already be too late—the assassin would have long escaped!
“Emperor Cang Yong actually sent someone to infiltrate my estate and assassinate one of my guard commanders,” Dongbo Xueying seethed with fury.
“This shadow-wielding assassin must be Can Tu, one of Emperor Cang Yong’s Twelve Great Realm Gods,” Dongbo Xueying thought to himself. He was well-versed in the notable figures of the Divine Realm’s factions. Among Emperor Cang Yong’s twelve Third Heaven Realm Gods, Can Tu was infamous for assassination and slaughter, ranking among the top three in combat prowess.
“He acted incredibly fast. In the mere blink of an eye after I rushed out, Commander Tong was already dead. Truly a master assassin.” The communication treasure in Dongbo Xueying’s possession, which had moments ago carried Tong San’s desperate plea for help, had now fallen silent—permanently.
“Today, you won’t escape.”
A cold glint flashed in Dongbo Xueying’s eyes.
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Can Tu the Realm God was fleeing at top speed. “Damn it, the entire Inspector’s Estate’s formations have been activated. Reinforced by generations of Inspectors, I can’t even use ‘Boundless Domain’ within its confines. I have to break out of the estate’s range immediately!”
Over the years, successive Inspectors had continuously strengthened the estate’s defenses.
Though Can Tu had infiltrated by a stroke of luck—merging into a maidservant’s body to evade detection—even the most common techniques like ‘Boundless Domain’ were completely unusable here. Even Dongbo Xueying’s World Avatar ability couldn’t bypass the formations. However, the estate’s formations were now under Dongbo Xueying’s control.
Naturally, he wouldn’t suppress himself.
“Whoosh!” Dongbo Xueying appeared directly above Can Tu in an instant, his gaze icy as he glared at the shadowy figure. “Can Tu, still trying to run?”
“I meant no offense,” a voice echoed from within the shadow, which then split into tens of thousands of shadowy clones, scattering in all directions.
Dongbo Xueying frowned.
His World Body technique could produce at most nine substantial avatars. While weaker illusions could be countless in number, they were far too feeble to be of any use in stopping the assassin.
“Clang! Clang! Clang—!” Countless slender white chains shot forth, each condensed from Taihao energy. The chains moved at blinding speed, nearly as fast as light itself. If Dongbo Xueying were to fly at his current full strength, he could reach 300,000 miles per second—still far slower than the speed of light.
The dazzling white chains streaked across the sky, overtaking every shadow in an instant.
“A domain-type secret art? Hmph! The Boundless Divine Heart excels at survival—any one of these shadows could be real or fake. You think a wide-range domain technique can trap me?” Can Tu sneered inwardly. Domain techniques, due to their vast coverage, usually posed minimal individual threat.
“World Prison!” Dongbo Xueying watched coldly as the countless chains crisscrossed for hundreds of miles, ensnaring every shadow.
All other shadows dissipated.
One shadow solidified into a black-robed figure, his green eyes wide with shock. Straining with all his might, he barely managed to shatter the chains binding him with a loud “Bang!” Staring in disbelief at Dongbo Xueying, he muttered, “How is this possible? Aside from assassination, my close combat skills rank among the top of Third Heaven Realm Gods. I almost couldn’t break free?”
“Is Dongbo Xueying’s domain art even stronger than White Sand City Lord’s Annihilating Sands?” The black-robed assassin seethed with anger.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—!”
The white chains surged like a tidal wave, attacking relentlessly.
The black-robed man desperately parried, his eerie green blade lights slicing through the chains. But the assault was overwhelming—chains frequently coiled around him, forcing him to struggle free repeatedly. His robes were torn, revealing his true appearance: an ugly, ashen-skinned face with glowing green eyes.
A visage of pure malevolence.
“Highness Dongbo!” Can Tu called out hurriedly. “My Emperor bears no enmity toward you. There’s no need for conflict between us. This intrusion was an offense, and I offer my sincerest apologies. My Emperor will send gifts to smooth over this minor misunderstanding.”
“Minor misunderstanding?”
Dongbo Xueying took a single step, closing the distance between them in an instant. He glared at Can Tu. “Sending an assassin into my estate to kill my guard commander—and you call that minor? Do you truly think Dongbo Xueying is so easily bullied?”
Can Tu inwardly cursed.
To his Emperor, offending Dongbo Xueying was likely no major concern. After all, even the most talented Realm Gods throughout history rarely progressed beyond the Fourth Heaven Realm. Ascending to become a True Divinity was vanishingly rare—evident from the scant number of True Divinities in the Divine Realm over the eons.
“This is worse than I thought. Not only is the Inspector’s Estate’s formation troublesome, but Dongbo Xueying’s domain art is absurdly powerful. I could barely break free.” Can Tu grew wary. Under such a technique, he could likely only muster 20-30% of his strength—no match for Dongbo Xueying.
“How is he this strong?”
“If his domain art was so formidable, how did Venomous Ying escape during her capture?” Can Tu wondered. According to public records, at the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, Venomous Ying and Dong Xiao had fled together, evading Dongbo Xueying’s domain. Can Tu had been confident—if even the physically weaker Venomous Ying could break free, he assumed the technique would suppress him by no more than 30%.
He was wrong.
Dongbo Xueying’s strength far exceeded his expectations.
What he didn’t know was that over 30,000 years had passed. Dongbo Xueying, who had once only mastered the third stage of *Taihao*, had now reached the fourth. If he had once stood as a peerless figure among Third Heaven Realm Gods, he was now virtually invincible among them—capable of holding his own for a few exchanges even against weaker Fourth Heaven Realm Gods.
Such was the might of the perfected fourth-stage Taihao energy. Even when channeled into a domain art, its power was terrifying.
“No, no! We’d never dare think you weak, Highness. It’s just that Shang Yi the Realm God offended my Emperor, who was determined to kill him. We sent envoys to negotiate, but failed. This was our last resort.” Can Tu’s voice turned hoarse. “We admit our wrongdoing. What’s done cannot be undone, but my Emperor wishes no enmity with you. Name your terms—anything can be discussed!”
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