During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

Those hiding in the shadows also have unspeakable suffering at this moment.

His name was Wen Lin, and he was one of the Eight Desolations among the Twenty-Eight Mountain Spirits of the Four Fiends and Eight Desolations, under the command of Lü Buwei, the leader of the Killing Platform.

The Four Fiends are the four great beings: Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, and Taowu.

The Eight Desolations are eight wild beasts: Luo Luo, Xiao Yang, Luo Cong, Xi Qu, Ao Hen, Wen Lin, Tian Wu, and Ling Ni.

Later, there were also twenty-eight mountain spirits and forty-two prison guards, among other deadly warriors.

Like the hunters and executioners of the execution platform, this is a powerful force exclusively for the leader of the execution platform.

Among them, there are even rumors that four great beings—Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, and Taowu—possess power that is infinitely close to the first rank of Heaven.

In fact, the position of the leader of the Killing Platform is extraordinary within the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven), and the person in charge is none other than Lü Buwei, the current powerful prime minister of Qin. With the support of his mysterious and powerful identity, the Four Fiends and the Eight Desolations do indeed have the capital to be arrogant in the Luo Wang.

Wen Lin's trip was entrusted by Lü Buwei to deliver a letter to Duan Shui, a first-class official of the Heavenly Rank.

Wen Lin was unaware of the contents of the letter, but he had heard of Duan Shui, who was ranked first among the top-tier scholars.

This is a newly promoted top-tier student this year, and he is said to be very strong.

Taotie, the leader of Wenlin and one of the Four Fiends, once commented that the Broken Water Sword was a terrifying sword, one that even he did not want to face.

In Wen Lin's understanding, the so-called "first-class" title was nothing more than relying on the power of the Yue King's Eight Swords, an unparalleled and ferocious sword.

The four great beings, Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, and Taowu, each possess one or more terrifying supernatural abilities. If they did not possess that peerless, deadly sword, these four great beings would not be inferior to those of the highest rank.

In Wen Lin's opinion, if it weren't for the fact that after becoming one of the Four Fiends, he could only serve the leader, those four leaders would have been first-class officials long ago.

That's why Wen Lin didn't knock on the door with the intention of paying a visit. Instead, he secretly sneaked into the courtyard, wanting to observe the Heavenly Grade One Duan Shui and the Duan Shui Sword.

He wanted to know why this person could be ranked first among the Heavenly Ones, surpassing the fame of the four adults. And what exactly was so mysterious about that legendary, water-splitting sword?

Of course, Wen Lin did not forget the purpose of his trip, nor did he intend to have a direct conflict with Duan Shui, who was ranked first among the top talents.

He only wanted to observe the water shortage in secret for a period of time, and once he obtained the information he wanted, he would naturally show himself.

Wen Lin was very confident; he certainly had the ability.

He can get close to flies and count the fine hairs on their wing veins one by one, without disturbing the flies at all.

He can also dive underwater to examine every scale of the fish, while the fish continue to swim freely.

With this ability, he has observed many animals and many people.

He thus concluded that the stronger the animal, the better it is at camouflage. The weaker the animal, the more it bluffs.

When a tiger hunts, its body is hidden in the wild grass, and its fur blends into the withered brown forest.

When the eagle circles, it conceals the movement of its wings, its plumage blending into the clouds, and it silently swoops down to hunt.

When sparrows are approached, they flap their wings, ruffle their feathers, and squawk wildly before disappearing into the bushes to escape.

Therefore, Wen Lin wanted to see whether the recently rumored top-tier water-cutting skill of the Luo Wang was just a bluffing sparrow or a fierce tiger hiding in the forest.

Upon closer inspection, Wen Lin immediately noticed something was amiss.

First, he realized that the people who entered and exited this courtyard were not simple-minded.

Those people are probably far stronger than ordinary second-level killers. Although they didn't notice him, he probably wouldn't be a match for them if he faced them head-on.

Duan Shui was just a newly promoted first-class Heavenly Rank, so why did he already have so many powerful figures under his command? Wen Lin couldn't understand it.

Even now, Wen Lin still only regards Duan Shui as an ordinary first-class Heavenly rank.

He had no idea that Li Ji had already become the head of the Dark Execution Platform, a position in the Luo Net that was mysterious and transcendent, just like the head of the Killing Platform.

What he didn't know was that he was observing a successor secretly chosen by the leader of the Luo Wang organization, the next Luo Wang master.

It's perfectly normal that Wen Lin didn't know this information.

The Luo Wang organization is adept at hiding information; much information is not circulated, let alone something as secretive as this.

Even Lü Buwei and Lord Mengchang had not yet figured out the intentions of the leader of the Luowang.

Even veteran members like Yan Ri, a top-tier member of the Heavenly Rank, only vaguely sensed that the leader of the Luo Wang organization seemed to treat Duan Shui slightly differently.

It was precisely because he didn't know that Wen Lin dared to do such a thing as secretly observing.

According to Wen Lin's observation, the first-class Heavenly Rank Duan Shui wore a cold jade mask, had long dark blue hair, wore a black robe, and had a long sword at his waist.

In addition, Wen Lin keenly noticed that tiny water droplets were condensed on the bottom of the stone table in front of Duan Shui, and the tea in his cup did not seem to be normal tea.

Based on these two points alone, Wen Lin did not notice anything special.

Wen Lin, unwilling to give up, continued to observe Duan Shui's every move.

The next moment, Wen Lin suddenly froze.

He counted three different breaths on the body that had stopped breathing.

Not one, not two, but a whole three.

How is that possible?

How can one person have three different ways of breathing?

But Wen Lin was certain that he had not miscounted.

He could hang on a cow for a whole day and count every single hair on its body; there was absolutely no way he would miscount something so simple.

The first breath was one of the deepest and quietest breaths Wen Lin had ever experienced in his life.

This breathing, compared to the long, drawn-out breaths of ordinary masters, was more subdued. Compared to the breath-holding of typical assassins from the Luo Wang organization, it lacked a sense of deliberate effort.

It was too slow and deliberate; each breath was as light as a raindrop on a tile, as still as the bottom of a deep pool, like a stagnant pool of water.

But the more mundane it was, the more chills ran down Wen Lin's spine.

Like those rivers where people often drown, the surface may appear calm, but beneath lies a series of turbulent undercurrents.

People are often afraid of flames that are burning hot on the surface, so they stay away from them, and thus few people die from burning.

However, people often underestimate the calmness of water, and thus many drowned ghosts are said to have died there.

From this point alone, Wen Lin could conclude that the owner of this breath was definitely a very well disguised and terrifying person.

The second breath was the most bizarre breath Wen Lin had ever seen in his life.

Its rise and fall are extremely strange, not following the rules of human breathing, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes intermittent and sometimes continuous, and you can't even feel the pulse of fresh blood and qi.

This made Wen Lin almost doubt his own ears.

Is that chilling hissing sound really the sound of human breathing?

But if it wasn't human breathing, what could be making that sound? Wen Lin couldn't figure it out.

Perhaps if he got a little closer, he might get the answer, but having already witnessed the former kind of breathing, Wen Lin dared not get too close.

The third breath is a breath that is hidden within the body of the water cut-off, perfectly aligned and synchronized with the breath.

This aura was extremely well hidden; if Wen Lin were not an expert in concealing and discerning auras, he would have no way of detecting it.

It is unassuming and uninterrupted, subtly residing within the rhythm of the first breath.

This breath wasn't as deep or as still as the first; it was an extreme lightness, like a ghost lingering around a person.

Wen Lin had never seen a ghost, but he felt that if ghosts really existed, their breathing might be like this third breath.

Now that things had come to this, Wen Lin felt he could finally reveal himself.

Although this was definitely one of the shortest observation periods he had ever observed compared to his previous observations.

However, Wen Lin felt a vague unease that prevented him from continuing to observe with peace of mind.

However, when Wen Lin tried to reveal himself, he discovered that two streams of energy were subtly locking onto him. If he appeared rashly or made any big moves, he would inevitably suffer a fatal attack.

Realizing this, Wen Lin broke out in a cold sweat.