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These were soul lamps, each representing a powerful assassin.

At this moment, one of the lamps shattered, immediately alarming the entity guarding this palace.

“Number Thirty is dead. Wasn’t he on standby in the True Saint Continent? Who killed him?”

The voice revealed a hint of surprise, and then, the gaze shifted over.

In the light of the lamp, a name appeared—Su Changsheng.

Additionally, a blurry silhouette emerged, wearing a starry robe and exuding extraordinary handsomeness. It was the image of Su Changsheng.

“Su Changsheng? So young. Which Saint King is this? Is he a hidden expert from the Taishi Sect?”

In the darkness, the voice spoke with surprise.

Tap, tap, tap…

Following that, the sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness. A young man with a delicate face and dressed in black emerged. His hair was completely white, and although he appeared very young, his eyes revealed a deep sense of age and weariness.

A faint aura of decay emanated from his body.

It was evident that he was very old. Despite his youthful appearance, he could no longer conceal the signs of deterioration on his body.

This was completely different from Su Changsheng’s youthfulness.

The young man was very surprised.

Number Thirty’s strength was extraordinary; he was a Fifth Heaven Saint. Coupled with his dark assassin techniques, even a Ninth Heaven Saint would struggle to kill him.

To kill him without giving him a chance to escape would require at least a Saint King.

But when did the True Saint Continent produce such a young Saint King?

Could he be a hidden expert from the Taishi Sect?

“Forget it, Number Thirty’s existence is related to that plan. I must report this to the Lord!”

The young man pondered for a moment and decided to report it.

Although the Heavenly Kingdom does not seek revenge for assassins, Number Thirty was special. Not only did he have considerable potential and the possibility of further improvement, but he was also connected to that plan.

He was afraid that an unexpected situation might arise.

“Boom!”

With this thought, the white-haired young man formed a hand seal, and an incredibly terrifying saintly aura erupted from him, overwhelmingly powerful, far surpassing that of an ordinary Saint.

An aura of “King” permeated the air.

This was the aura of a Saint King, the terrifying might of a king among saints. He had refined the laws of the saintly path to the extreme and had forged his own path, just one step away from creating his own scripture system.

The white-haired young man before him was indeed a Saint King, and his realm was exceptionally high.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz—”

In the void, a black hole appeared, emanating a terrifying aura as if it could devour all beings, even swallowing the laws themselves, causing even a Saint King to feel a sense of dread.

Boom!

This black hole was incredibly deep, connecting to an unknown place. There, a pair of enormous blood-red eyes appeared, so vast that stars seemed as insignificant as dust before them.

“Number Three, why have you summoned me?”

The blood-red eyes gazed over, and its voice rolled forth, shaking the void and causing the black hole to tremble.

“Lord, Number Thirty has fallen. He was killed!” The white-haired young man bowed his head, his expression very respectful as he reported.

“Number Thirty is dead?”

Upon hearing this, the voice of the blood-red eyes rose slightly, and a wisp of its might spread out, making the white-haired young man feel as if he were in a raging sea. His face turned pale, and he felt as though he could be swallowed at any moment.

This filled him with terror.

The Lord’s might was becoming increasingly terrifying.

Even though he was not far from becoming a Great Saint, in front of the Lord, he still felt like an ant.

A Great Saint was truly terrifying, capable of wiping out hundreds or thousands of Saint Kings with a flick of a finger.

A Saint was considered a top-tier expert in a continent, standing high above and dominating a region.

A Saint King was a hegemon of a continent, capable of founding ancient clans and barely considered a first-rate expert within a divine domain.

But a Great Saint, within a divine domain, was a truly top-tier expert, known as a giant.

Any one of them can stir the heavens and earth, even becoming the ancestor of a holy land or founding a holy land power.

The gap between them is as vast as the difference between clouds and mud.

“Who killed him?”

The blood-red eyes spoke coldly, showing no concern for Number Thirty’s death.

In his eyes, the dead were just useless; no matter how talented, they were not worth his attention.

But Number Thirty was part of that plan. Although not crucial, his involvement could potentially expose the plan, leading to its complete failure.

How could this not anger him?

“Lord, the one who killed Number Thirty is named Su Changsheng. I believe he might be a powerful figure from the Taishi Sect!” the white-haired young man said respectfully.

He had never left this palace and had not paid attention to external news, so he did not know about Su Changsheng, mistakenly assuming he was a powerful figure from the Taishi Sect.

This was understandable, as only the Taishi Sect in the True Saint Continent could cultivate a Saint King.

“Taishi Sect? Aren’t they neutral? Why would they target Number Thirty? Could it have been an accident?” Upon hearing this, the blood-red eyes also showed a hint of confusion.

He had never heard of Su Changsheng, nor had he paid attention to the small True Saint Continent.

For a giant like him, his focus was on the entire Kunpeng Divine Domain and even other divine domains. A single continent was not worth a glance.

Although Su Changsheng had a significant reputation, to a Great Saint, he was merely an ant, unworthy of his attention.

“Never mind, a mere Number Thirty cannot affect the overall situation. When the time comes, with all the forces acting together, no matter how strong the Ninth Princess’s methods are, she will not escape death!”

The blood-red eyes muttered to themselves.

“Lord, the Ninth Princess’s status is too noble. Involving her in that plan might be too dangerous!”

Hearing the blood-red eyes’ muttering, the white-haired young man was shocked, cold sweat breaking out on his face.

Even as a Saint King, a supreme expert nearing the level of a Great Saint, every time he heard the Lord mention the Ninth Princess, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

The Ninth Princess was the most beloved child of the Emperor.

To target the Ninth Princess, even a Quasi-Emperor or a Supreme being could face utter destruction.

Yet, their own Lord dared to involve himself in a plan to hunt the Ninth Princess. Such audacity was beyond comprehension.

“You don’t understand. The Emperor is about to abdicate and is preparing to choose the next heir. All the princes and princesses involved will not receive the Emperor’s protection!”

“Do you understand? This is our Heavenly Kingdom’s chance. To truly rise and become a top-tier power in the Longevity Heaven Realm, this is the only opportunity!”

“This is the merit of following the dragon. Once successful, the Heavenly Kingdom will become a top-tier assassin’s holy land!”

The blood-red eyes gazed over, speaking in a low tone.

“Not just the Heavenly Kingdom, but the Crimson Refining Demon Palace and the Heavenly Demon Hall will also take action. Of course, we Great Saints will not act personally. The karmic consequences would be too great and would anger that one!”

“However, although we won’t act personally, as long as we can hold off the Ninth Princess’s protectors, a group of Saints, along with a few Saint Kings, should be able to succeed!”

The blood-red eyes explained.

The white-haired young man was internally shaken, waves of shock surging in his heart.

So that’s the plan!

The Emperor was about to abdicate, and to select a suitable heir, he had allowed his children to fight and compete, with the strongest emerging as the victor.

This included the Ninth Princess.

Once involved in the battle for the throne, they would no longer receive the Emperor’s protection. This meant that powerful figures from various factions could support a particular prince or princess in the struggle, and they could also target the princes and princesses.

The Heavenly Kingdom, Crimson Refining Demon Palace, and other factions have chosen to support a particular prince and plan to target the Ninth Princess.

Of course, there are restrictions. Great Saints are not allowed to personally intervene, and there cannot be too many Saint Kings involved.

Otherwise, it would not be a trial but a massacre.

After all, a Great Saint is too terrifying. For the younger generation, it would be a complete and overwhelming defeat, entirely beyond their level.

Such a trial would be meaningless.