Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

City Lord Wang Jingyuan and his trusted middle-aged scholar froze, their eyes quickly dimming, and then they collapsed to the ground.

They appeared unharmed, but their heart meridians had been completely shattered by the overwhelming true energy.

After doing all this, Chen Mo ignored the corpse on the ground and took Mu Wanqing's hand.

The two figures flickered and disappeared into the night outside the study like wisps of smoke.

Chapter 74 The Martial World Shakes Up

About half an hour later.

The old steward of the city lord's mansion, carrying a lantern, made his routine night patrol to the outside of the study.

The door was ajar, and the candlelight inside flickered.

Normally, the city lord would have wanted a late-night snack long ago, but today he hadn't given any instructions, which immediately aroused his suspicion.

"Lord City Lord?"

He called softly and pushed open the door to enter.

The next moment, the lantern fell to the ground with a thud.

In the candlelight, the city lord Wang Jingyuan and the middle-aged scholar lay on the ground, their faces lifelike, but they were already lifeless.

The old steward's hand trembled as he reached for the city lord Wang Jingyuan's breath, only to find it ice-cold to the touch.

"Someone come here!"

"Lord of the City...Lord of the City has been murdered!"

A piercing scream shattered the tranquility of the city lord's mansion.

The entire city lord's mansion instantly erupted into chaos.

Lights were lit one after another, and the chaotic footsteps of guards, the terrified cries of women, and the clanging of armor created a cacophony of sounds.

Upon hearing the news, the commander of the guards rushed over and examined the body; his face turned ashen.

"His heart meridian was completely shattered, yet there were no external wounds... What ruthless methods, what profound internal energy!"

He looked around the study and saw that the doors and windows were intact, and there were no signs of a struggle. "This assassin... is definitely a top-notch expert, appearing and disappearing without a trace!"

"Our defenses are nothing but a facade in their eyes!"

The old butler collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

The fact that a high-ranking official of the imperial court was murdered silently in his own residence is no ordinary murder case; it is a blatant provocation against the imperial court!

Once this matter reaches the ears of the emperor, it will surely cause a huge uproar!

……

……

Thousands of miles away, in a secluded valley deep in the mountains, the headquarters of the Dark Night Pavilion is hidden.

Inside a magnificent hall built entirely of black boulders, the lights were bright, yet the silence was terrifying.

The dark figure seated at the head of the table was shrouded in a wide cloak, obscuring his face.

Only a pair of eyes were visible, gleaming with a cold light in the shadows.

He held in his hand a secret letter that had just been delivered by carrier pigeon.

Below, several men and women dressed in various colors sat casually.

Someone leaned back in a black stone chair, casually stroking the curved knife at their waist with their fingertips.

Someone sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes slightly closed, surrounded by a faint but palpable aura of killing intent.

Another person was toying with a poisoned silver needle, a playful smile on their lips, but their eyes were as cold as ice.

They are the top assassins of the Dark Night Pavilion, ranked as 'Supreme'.

"Jiangnan, Suzhou City."

The person in the head seat spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse, like metal rubbing against metal, echoing in the empty hall.

"Our contact point has been destroyed!"

"The 'shopkeeper' on duty, as well as the top-tier assassin 'Poisonous Old Ghost,' have both perished."

The hall remained silent, but invisible ripples seemed to spread through the air, a gathering of killing intent.

"Poisonous Old Ghost..."

A seductive woman spoke softly, "His strength is considered to be at the upper-middle level of the Heavenly Rank, yet he was defeated?!"

"The secret letter said that Poisonous Old Ghost... was almost crushed to death!"

The person in the head seat suddenly became serious, and the secret letter in his hand turned into ashes.

"The contact point has been destroyed, and a top-tier assassin has fallen..."

"Hehe, good, very good!"

He let out a series of low laughs, but the laughs were devoid of any warmth.

This only made the air inside the hall even colder.

"It seems that my Dark Night Pavilion has been silent for too long, so long that some people have forgotten what it feels like to be shrouded in 'Eternal Night'!"

The person in the head seat slowly stood up, and the shadows writhed, spreading an oppressive aura that was enough to suffocate anyone.

"check!"

"We'll dig three feet into the ground to find this person!"

His gaze swept over the crowd below, finally settling on a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back and a cold expression.

"Zhuiying, go to Suzhou yourself."

"Bring the 'Netherworld Guards' with you; if necessary... you can mobilize all the spies in Jiangnan!"

"I need to know who it is..."

"Who gave them the audacity to touch the people of my Dark Night Pavilion!"

"Yes, Master!"

Zhuiying, carrying a long sword, stood up to accept the order, a flash of sword intent in his eyes.

"Remember, I want you alive."

The person in the head seat returned to the shadows, his voice regaining its calmness.

With the order given, the Dark Night Pavilion, this massive and sophisticated killing machine, began to operate silently.

at the same time.

Two major events occurred: the assassination of the city lord of Gusu and the destruction of the Dark Night Pavilion's stronghold in Gusu.

Like a boulder thrown into a lake, it creates ripples in the water.

Intelligence networks of various factions were operating at breakneck speed, and all sorts of speculations and discussions were quietly spreading in teahouses and taverns.

The Taihu Gang headquarters was brightly lit in its meeting hall.

Qian Zhenchuan, the leader of the White Tiger Hall, slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair. "Good! Well done!"

His voice boomed, his face full of satisfaction, "That old dog Wang Jingyuan has been suppressing my Taihu Gang all along, and now he's finally getting his comeuppance!"

"Boss, do you think it was Master who killed that old dog...?"

"Silence!"

Gang leader Huang Jiulong shouted, "Whether it is or not, it has nothing to do with us."

"And Wang Jingyuan was, after all, an official appointed by the imperial court. If he were killed like this, the court would surely be furious!"

"So, during this period, you all better take it easy!"

"No one is allowed to discuss this matter. Anyone who disobeys will be punished according to the gang's rules!"

"Yes, Boss!"

The people in the hall responded in unison.

On the other side, inside Canhe Village.

Murong Fu held the intelligence report, his brows furrowed. "The Dark Night Pavilion's contact point in Gusu City was destroyed, and the city lord of Gusu City was assassinated. Could there be any connection between them?"

These two major events occurred one after the other, making it hard not to speculate.

"Young Master."

Deng Baichuan said, "Regardless of whether these two things are related or not, the situation in Suzhou... is about to change!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu nodded.

He tapped the table lightly with his index finger. "Who do you think will destroy the Dark Night Pavilion's contact point in Gusu City?"

"Individual? Organization?"

"still……"

Gongye Qian, who was standing to the side, said, "Young Master, according to the scouts, the Dark Night Pavilion stronghold was probably breached by one person."

"one person?!"

A glint flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, "He single-handedly took down their stronghold and killed a top-tier assassin. This person's strength is unfathomable."

"Young master, you mean..."

"If such a talent could be put to my use..."

Murong Fu slowly stood up, looking out the window, "The great cause of restoring the kingdom, what is there to worry about that cannot be accomplished!"

He turned to Deng Baichuan and said, "Pass down the order: use all the informants within the manor to find this mysterious expert!"

"Yes, young master!"

A mysterious mountain villa.

An old man listened to his subordinates report on major events in the martial arts world, and when he heard that an important stronghold of the Dark Night Pavilion had been destroyed...