Chapter 439: Because I Am Also a Gold King!

Above the White Mist.

Wearing a tailcoat and a Silver-White Mask, Su Mu was holding a meeting for the Seven Deadly Sins.

The Seven Deadly Sins was no longer the empty shell it once was, unable to muster even a single Gold tier powerhouse. Now, every member was truly at the Gold tier.

With his support and the help of Supreme Heaven, elevating a few people to the Gold tier was not a difficult task.

Nangong Mengli (Envy), a Gold tier powerhouse. Her time acceleration ability pushed her strength far beyond others of her tier; she could even retreat unscathed when facing a Gold King.

Jun Wushang (Lust), a Gold tier powerhouse. Not only did he possess the Gold Law [Sword Progeny], he also held the blessing of the Celestial Sovereign of Longevity, allowing him to cast Longevity Daoist Magic. His strength far exceeded that of his peers.

Yan Wu (Gluttony), possessing the Gold Law [War Puppet]. He could force enemies into one-on-one duels and seal their abilities, reducing the fight to hand-to-hand combat where the victor gained attributes from the loser. Ever since the Nightmare Invasion, he had been constantly dueling Nightmare Creatures. By now, the power he wielded far surpassed others of his tier.

Duanmu Qing (Sloth), possessing the Gold Law [Wood Pact Spirit]. Her strength did not far exceed her peers, but her ability to brew Transcendent Potions was unparalleled in the world.

Lin Canyang (Greed, newly promoted full member). The weakest Gold King, but his strength still far surpassed that of standard Gold tier powerhouses.

Wrath (Illusion).

Sitting at the head of the table, Su Mu (Pride) issued his orders at an unhurried pace: "For the foreseeable future, the main mission of the Seven Deadly Sins is to purge Nightmare Creatures."

"Yes, Leader! I guarantee the mission will be completed!" Lin Canyang said in excitement.

Having just become a full member, he was now brimming with drive. His previous goal had been to pass his probation, become an official member of the Seven Deadly Sins, and stand on equal footing with his seniors. Now that he had achieved that, his desires proved limitless—his new goal was to surpass his peers and strive to become the number one subordinate under the Leader!

Su Mu nodded and said indifferently, "I will grant a single wish to whoever hunts the most Nightmare Creatures this time."

At these words, everyone stared blankly. A single wish?

"Any wish at all."

Instantly, everyone's gazes burned hot. Anyone who was human had wishes. Put nicely, they were wishes; put bluntly, they were desires. It was innate to mankind.

Their recent increases in strength had been heavily aided by Supreme Heaven, so they naturally knew the wish the Leader spoke of could truly be fulfilled.

Nangong Mengli looked at Su Mu, her beautiful eyes rippling. It was unknown what she was thinking.

Jun Wushang looked thrilled. He knew he now had a chance to resurrect his master.

Lin Canyang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes turning slightly red. His desire was very simple: to become stronger! That way, he could take another step forward!

Duanmu Qing only wanted a vacation. As the logistical support for the Seven Deadly Sins, she hadn't taken a single day off since joining. In fact, as the faction's influence continued to expand, she had only grown busier.

As a puppet, Yan Wu had no wishes.

After giving these simple instructions, Su Mu dismissed the meeting.

The massive space Above the White Mist instantly grew empty, leaving him all alone.

His decision to have the Seven Deadly Sins hunt Nightmare Creatures this time was naturally to increase the world's origin power. After all, he would have to deal with the God of Pain in the near future.

Giving Yang Dongqing the Giant Demon Essence Blood was preparation for the God of Pain's descent. Relying on Yang Dongqing alone, he might fumble and die when facing the Undead King.

That was why he had used Supreme Heaven to exchange for the Giant Demon Essence Blood in the first place.

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Several days later.

The Blood Moon Empire.

"Your Majesty, our intelligence personnel have discovered traces of the Pain Divine Cult's leader. He is in an underground boxing ring in the South District of Queen Street."

A sharp light flashed through the Undead King's eyes. "I have finally found him. Today, I shall personally meet this cult leader!"

"Your Majesty, your subordinate will mobilize the grand army at once to encircle and annihilate the Pain Divine Cult."

"No," the Undead King said, stopping him. "Mobilizing the army will alert the enemy. The reason your past encirclements failed and let them escape so many times was that you made too much noise. The Pain Divine Cult has secretly developed an unknown number of followers by now. There are even some of their people among the Blood Clan. They would definitely tip him off in advance.

"Speed is essential in war. I will personally lead the Blood Guard there."

The reporting Blood Clan member turned pale with fright. "Your Majesty, wouldn't that be too risky? After all..."

"Hmph!" The Undead King narrowed his eyes. "Are you questioning my strength? Since when do I need to mobilize an army to deal with a few measly Gold tier powerhouses?"

"I wouldn't dare."

The Undead King's confidence had been swelling lately. Ever since the Nightmare Invasion, his strength had grown steadily. Not to mention he was only dealing with a mere Gold tier powerhouse; he even felt the Blood Guard was unnecessary, and that he alone was enough to wipe out the entire Pain Divine Cult.

The only reason he brought the Blood Guard along was to have them lock down the perimeter so no one could slip through the net.

There was nothing wrong with the Undead King's line of thinking. A Gold King possessed strength that could completely crush the standard Gold tier. It was like an adult going to sweep through a kindergarten full of toddlers—bringing helpers along would just be humiliating.

Soon, the Undead King sprang into action, unfurling his bat-like black wings and vanishing into the night.

A dozen or so Blood Guard members followed closely behind him.

Once they arrived at Queen Street, the Undead King ordered, "Go and lock down the perimeter. Do not let a single member of the Pain Divine Cult escape."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The dozen or so Blood Guard members scattered in all directions.

Meanwhile, the Undead King swaggered straight toward the underground boxing ring.

Out on the street, the Undead King casually scanned his surroundings, a disdainful sneer on his lips. "A trap?"

His powerful perception had long since detected the surging killing intent around him. Quite a few people were hiding in the shadows.

However, he didn't care. He had seen plenty of such blindly arrogant Gold tier powerhouses. The Seven Kings tyrannically ruled the current era, and many supposedly mighty Gold tier powerhouses lurking in the dark wanted to challenge their authority.

And the result? The grass on their graves was already a meter high, while the Seven Kings remained the Seven Kings.

Suddenly, the Undead King stopped in his tracks and spoke lightly toward the Pain Divine Cult followers hiding around the street, "Come out, all of you."

At the end of the empty street, a black-robed figure slowly stepped out from the shadows. The Gold Mask on his face radiated a cold, clear light under the moon's illumination.

The Undead King looked at the man with great interest. "So you are the leader of the Pain Divine Cult?"

Yang Dongqing replied in a deep voice, "I am."

"Hmph." The Undead King coldly snorted. "The people I hate most in this life are those who wear masks. Tell your people to come out. It will save me the trouble of hunting them down one by one."

"To deal with you, I alone am enough. Rest assured, they won't intervene. Their only purpose here is to prevent anyone else from interfering."

"You?" The Undead King couldn't stop himself from laughing. "As expected, cultists are all utterly foolish. Looking at the whole world, even the other six Kings wouldn't dare make such a boast. On what basis do you make it?"

Yang Dongqing slowly shed the black robe, revealing a formidable physique that looked like forged iron.

At the same time, a powerful aura belonging exclusively to a Gold King erupted with a boom. Gale-force winds swept through the entire street with him at the epicenter, instantly shattering countless glass windows into shards.

A cold voice echoed through the street: "Because I am also a Gold King!"