The dark shadow kept reporting, "Other than that, those great clans in Qing-Yung Realm all started to reach each other. I guess they were scared…
"Saint Sunlight Sect is done. Saint Starlight Sect is going to be ruined soon…
"Only Cold Moon Palace could be safe. Ye Xiao was a disciple of Cold Moon Palace after all when he was Ye Chongxiao. They have a pretty good relationship. I guess Cold Moon Palace was forgiven. They are also gathering up, which means they are gathering to guard against us.
"The rest of the powerful forces in the Qing-Yun Realm… Only the East Hall stayed still. Nothing changed… The other influential forces all have been doing something. We don't know what they will exactly do yet, but I am sure they are alert."
The black shadow talked humbly, told everything he knew about the current situation.
The man in black clothes nodded and said, "Is Wu Fa back?"
The black shadow answered, "Yes, he is having the treatment… Wu Tian is dead."
The man in black didn't continue the conversation.
After a while, still staring at the fogs over the mountain range, suddenly he said, "Wu Tian died. Wu Fa got seriously wounded… Is Ye Xiao really that powerful?"
The black shadow hesitated and said, "I don't think it could be fake. Do you want me to go and check?"
"Hmm. Sounds good. Always know your enemy's capability." The man in black said, "I have a feeling that Wu Fa's wounds must be weirdly different…"
"Now that things are different, should we make an adjustment to the plan?" The black shadow said.
"Hmm. How many more blood souls do we need?" The man in black asked blandly.
"We have enough blood souls to fill one altar already." The black shadow said, "In another word, we need… less than one billion blood souls from cultivators."
The man in black sighed and said, "The cultivators' blood souls…"
He paused for a while and continued, "We keep the main plan unchanged. Build the second blood soul altar as soon as possible. Once it is done, we wipe out the great clans from south to north. Sweep them off.
"Kill those who stop us, and get their soul into the Blood Soul Pool."
"Yes, we will!"
"Tell whoever is in the Blood Soul Hall, build the altar as soon as possible. Just go kill some lives if they need more! Time is passing! We don't have time to waste!"
"Yes!"
The man's shape eyes contained the scene of the crossing bolts of lightning. Besides, from the eyes, it could be seen that he was a cold-blooded and cruel person.
It seemed all cultivators in Qing-Yun Realm were stones that he could just use to build the altar. Nothing more.
"Tell the guardian of the Killing Hall to come to see me."
"Yes, master. After passing the orders, I will leave for Ye Xiao. What else do you want me to do, master?"
"One thing." The man in black clothes said, "You are going to test him, not to fight him with your life… Do you understand the difference?"
"Yes, I do."
The black shadow started twisting and then disappeared, as weirdly as he appeared.
The man in black clothes was still standing in the same spot as if he had been standing there for his whole life.
His eyes kept staring far away in the clouds and fogs. Deep in his eyes, there was only the color of dead grey. Nobody knew what he was thinking, nor what he was watching.
After a while, another black shadow which was a bit fat rushed up to the top of the mountain and said, "Master."
"Now, how many people do we have that can fight?" The man in black didn't turn over, just asked blandly.
"About two hundred thousand men around the world, being trained in our training bases…" The fat shadow said, "They are all about level three or four of Dream Origin Stage. Some of them can reach level nine of Dream Origin Stage... About three hundred Dao Origin Stage cultivators among them."
The man in black clothes blandly said, "Get them out. Get them all out now."
"Yes, master." The fat shadow nodded.
"Finally, the day has come, after thousands of years preparation…" The man in black clothes had his black robe flickering the air. He said, "Now we don't have to hide anymore… Don't hesitate to sacrifice our people. I don't care who died, I want everybody's dead body transported back to the Blood Soul Hall. We need to speed up over there."
"Yes, master."
"What if we let the trainers out too?" The man in black said, "How influential can we be?"
The fat shadow seemed sweating. "Master, this is cutting off all means of retreats. Are we going to launch the war?"
"What do you think?" The man in black indifferently said.
"Yes, master. If we get all the trainers out at the same time, we will have thirty thousand more high-level Dream Origin Stage cultivators, seventeen thousand Dao Origin Stage cultivators including four thousand level one, five thousand level two, one thousand level three…"
"No need for the actual number. I don't care." The man in black blandly interrupted, "Now, I just want to know how many people do we have in your department, Killing Hall."
"About… About two thousand." The fat shadow was a bit frightened.
"We need more!" The man in black scolded with a shout.
"Yes, master. It is my fault!" The fat shadow was sweating.
"What about Blood Soul Hall?"
"They have about seven thousand people…"
"Mortal Hall?"
"One thousand…"
"Demon Soul Hall?"
"…"
"Soul Slaying Hall?"
"…"
The man in black kept asking, and the fat shadow kept answering in fear. He felt wronged though. [I am the head of Killing Hall, not the others… Why do you have to ask me questions about the other halls?]
At the same time, he was also shocked.
[It seems we are going to start the war!]
[Master has asked me a lot of questions referring to details. Apparently, he wants to activate every possible force to sweep the entire martial world.]
"However, if we let all the young generations out, I am afraid…" The fat shadow was mumbling, "We always kept them behind the enemy's sight, in case we need them to do anything else…"
The man in black suddenly laughed in a hoarse voice and said, "That was the past! Now everything is different."
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