Bab 217: Arrogance
Mo Fan raised his hand and slapped Taishan King, sending him flying with a flash of golden light.
Taishan King was unable to move, thrown several feet away, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood, his expression weak, clearly heavily injured.
The quiver on his back and the longbow in his hand were also knocked away, losing control.
With a flick of Mo Fan's finger, the longbow and quiver came to his hand, followed by a gentle tap.
Taishan King, slumped on the ground, let out a painful howl as his cultivation was temporarily sealed.
Once everything was done, Mo Fan exited the possession state.
Saving some time was best, as it reduced Mo Qingkuang's burden and allowed Mo Fan's soul power to recover more quickly.
Mo Qingkuang regained control of his body. The entire battle, from start to finish, had not taken more than a minute. After regaining control, apart from feeling some weakness, he didn't experience the fainting as before.
Looking at the longbow and quiver in his hand, Mo Qingkuang was slightly surprised.
"So, this is the weapon that attacked me just now. Truly extraordinary. This longbow's quality is no less than Principal Fu Qing's weapon."
The arrows in the quiver were also meticulously crafted. The arrowheads were made of some unknown material, covered in sharp barbs, reflecting a chilling light in the sunlight.
One could imagine the pain if such an arrow were to penetrate the body.
"Who are you? Who sent you?" Mo Qingkuang coldly asked, looking at the pained expression of Taishan King.
This man's cultivation level was that of a Great-Grandmaster, and his physique was also the same Wind Spirit Body as Mo Qingkuang's.
From his appearance, he seemed to have been a Wind Spirit Body for longer than Mo Qingkuang! At twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, he had already reached the level of Great-Grandmaster.
Taishan King struggled to stand up, giving Mo Qingkuang a puzzled look. He couldn't connect the small-time First-rank Grandmaster before him with the powerful entity that had just struck him, in an instant.
The power didn't seem to belong to the same person, not even the same attribute.
Could it be that this kid had some special secret technique to boost his strength? To elevate two whole realms!
Seeing Mo Qingkuang's pale but not particularly pained face, Taishan King resented the faulty intelligence.
Before coming here, he had complained that the task could have been handled by the Dushi King, so why bother deploying him, Taishan King?
Now he realized he had been gravely mistaken! Not just him, even the Martial Venerable-realm Biancheng King might not be able to defeat Mo Qingkuang, who could unleash such power! Let alone assassinate him.
This wasn't a target he could deal with. Trapped here, the Sinister Hall might lose a king from today onwards.
Seeing the Taishan King remain silent, Mo Qingkuang's expression darkened.
Taishan King still didn't speak, but Mo Fan reminded him, "The Sinister Hall has rules; they won't reveal the employer's information. Moreover, since its establishment, the Sinister Hall has never failed. Failing today damages their reputation, so he won't expose his true identity."
Mo Qingkuang was taken aback, "The Sinister Hall?"
"Yes, the Sinister Hall is the most powerful assassin organization on the Tianhan Continent, with only ten members corresponding to the Ten Kings of Hell. They claim that as long as you can afford it, they dare to kill even Saints!" Mo Fan explained.
Mo Qingkuang gasped at the name Sinister Hall. What kind of organization dared to claim they could kill Saints!
But since Mo Fan said so, Mo Qingkuang naturally didn't doubt it. He silently noted down this force in his heart; he had already provoked them.
Organizations like this usually continue their assassination attempts if they fail until they succeed.
If the Taishan King failed, then the Biancheng King would come. If Biancheng King failed, Yama King would come. As long as the target wasn't dead, they would keep coming!
Thinking of this, Mo Qingkuang couldn't help but feel a chill. Taishan King was already a Great-Grandmaster, so what about Biancheng King, Yama King, and even the top-ranked Qin Guang King?
Could the ancestor protect him?
Mo Fan suddenly said, "I'm almost certain that the person who put a bounty on your head with the Sinister Hall is Xu Kong."
"Xu Kong!" Mo Qingkuang's face showed shock. Indeed.
Xu Kong had indeed harbored murderous intent against him. The Blue Flame Empire couldn't make a move directly, so they resorted to hiring assassins, specifically the Sinister Hall, which had never failed since its establishment!
Damn it! Mo Qingkuang felt that his situation was incredibly difficult.
After contemplating for a moment, Mo Qingkuang's eyes flickered. He suddenly changed his expression, sighed, and said softly, "Forget it, no need to pretend anymore. I know who you are, Taishan King."
Taishan King's face changed dramatically at these words! The Sinister Hall had never failed; anyone who might have seen them was already dead.
And yet, this young man before him recognized him! Taishan King was utterly shocked. Did someone leak the information, or...
He didn't dare continue imagining. His first thought was that the Sinister Hall had been exposed, or someone had betrayed him.
"Hehe, how do you think I don't know your true identity?" Mo Qingkuang looked at the uncertain Taishan King with a dangerous, meaningful smile.
Since Xu Kong dared to hire assassins against him, Mo Qingkuang couldn't swallow his anger without retaliating.
"You... you are in cahoots!" Taishan King finally spoke his first words, his voice hoarse and trembling.
"You all are too arrogant! No one in the world is unkillable? The Tianhan Continent doesn't allow such arrogance to exist!" Mo Qingkuang laughed wickedly.
Taishan King's heart trembled. This was a trap! A trap to uproot and wipe out the Sinister Hall.
The one who issued the mission and the target were working together!
They wanted to lure out and kill the Ten Kings one by one!
Taishan King quickly concocted this conclusion in his mind and believed it firmly.
He didn't doubt that Mo Qingkuang was deceiving him; he was now a fish on the chopping block, and Mo Qingkuang was just letting him know to die with some understanding.
Sure enough, following his thoughts, Mo Qingkuang continued, "Don't worry, the other nine Kings will soon join you in the underworld. Kings of Hell should stay in the underworld, what are they doing in the human world?"
With that, Mo Qingkuang raised his hand to take his life.
Taishan King gritted his teeth. It didn't matter if he died, but this conspiracy must be made known to the organization. Otherwise, with foreknowledge, the Sinister Hall might indeed be eliminated by these people.
He twisted his face into a smile and said, "Haha, you shouldn't have told me this! Fool!"
Then he desperately mobilized his sealed true qi, his entire body turning red from the strain.
In the next moment, his body rapidly expanded, exploding violently just before Mo Qingkuang's finger struck, scattering blood mist everywhere.
Mo Qingkuang was blown back a considerable distance by the massive explosion, raising a strong wind to shield himself from the blood pollution.
Amidst the chaos, a blood arrow streaked across the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
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