Chapter 2227 - 2216: Beiming and Nantong Join Forces

Dongfang Ziyue stared at the blood pond in front of her, which was gradually drying up, revealing the transmission array patterns. Her delicate face was full of shock, and she thought to herself, "Could it be that Lin Zifeng has destroyed the key to the Human Sacrifice Tower? Why has the blood suddenly receded?"

Filled with shock and suspicion, Dongfang Ziyue’s beautiful eyes fixed on the slowly disappearing transmission array for a long time before letting out a long sigh, creating lotus petals under her feet as she settled down to ponder on the matter.

"Strange, it’s been this long. If the transmission array was destroyed, Lin Zifeng should have already returned..."

Her lips slightly parted, and Dongfang Ziyue’s beautiful eyes focused, her delicate face rarely showing a hint of worry as she exclaimed, "Could Lin Zifeng have encountered some mishap!?"

Thinking of this, Dongfang Ziyue felt anxious, but had no way to act, so she had to stand up, stamping her jade-like feet lightly, hoping to quickly see Lin Zifeng’s thin yet imposing silhouette again.

Yet with just the Sub-Saint and First Layer Realm, Dongfang Ziyue could not sense the unconscious Lin Zifeng, let alone perceive Beiming and Nantong, two individuals full of killing aura just ten miles away!

"Lord Beiming, is it really okay for us to rush in so recklessly? Even Xiluo couldn’t match that person..."

While running, Nantong looked at the outline of the Human Sacrifice Tower in the distance, showing a hint of worry on his face full of killing intent, and solemnly asked Beiming beside him.

Just as he finished speaking, Beiming suddenly stopped in his tracks, standing there as he looked at Nantong who had just spoken, his sinister eyes unable to conceal his anger, "Hmph, don’t compare this Lord to that useless Xiluo who is not only weak in strength but also incredibly stupid!"

Scolded, Nantong dared not argue back and had no choice but to bow his head, showing a face ready to heed advice.

With a light step, Beiming, looking profound, said in a deep voice, "That person beside Dongfang Ziyue is not simple, to be able to deceive Xiluo and make him believe he could dispel White Sky Venerable’s vigilance; such deep schemes!"

Upon hearing this, Nantong frowned and asked in a puzzled tone, "Then how can he be sure that Xiluo would definitely keep his mouth shut?"

With a cold snort, Beiming’s sinister face turned even more bloodthirsty and ferocious as he sneered, "Do you think a dead man can still speak?"

These words made Nantong’s body shudder in surprise, his face full of astonishment, "Lord Beiming... are you saying that Xiluo is already..."

"Exactly, White Sky Venerable would never keep a useless pawn! Moreover, Xiluo has been with White Sky Venerable for many years, having done many things that cannot see the light. Dead men keep secrets best. This, White Sky definitely understands!"

Seeing Beiming so certain, surprise turned into a slight fear on Nantong’s face, thinking that like Xiluo, his own position as one of the four lords was quite prominent within the clan, yet in the eyes of the Five Supreme Venerables, was merely an insignificant pawn!

It’s as if Beiming could read Nantong’s thoughts, a rare slight smile appeared on his face, and his tone seemed less cold, "Nantong, do you know why this Lord who is not weak in strength and considers himself not lacking in guile has yet to surpass into the position of the Five Supreme Venerables?"

Shaking his head, Nantong seemed slightly unaccustomed to Beiming’s contrasting demeanor. However, as Beiming watched him, the slight smile on his lips grew more pronounced, "Remember, the higher the position, the more those who wish to crush you beneath their feet!"

"Among the Five Supreme Venerables, Wen Quan and Jiuzhou are only as strong as I am, and if they weren’t loyal to the leader of the Venerables, the Green-clothed, they would have long since been lying dead in the wilderness!"

As he finished speaking, Nantong’s face showed even more astonishment. Beiming shook his head and fell silent, though his pace had slowed considerably, as he looked at the blurred Human Sacrifice Tower in the distance, his face returning to that sullen expression.

Indeed, Beiming had spoken truthfully. His cunning and scheming were counted among the deepest among the four lords and even the Five Supreme Venerables. He knew well that with his strength, if he conspired against Dongka and took control of the clan together with Nantong, the Five Supreme Venerables, who were absorbed in their cultivation, would surely turn a blind eye!

However, if he were to covet the position of the Five Supreme Venerables, trying to squeeze into it, then he would certainly meet a tragic end in his own house the very next day! Because the two weakest, Wen Quan and Jiuzhou, would absolutely never allow someone who threatens their status to live in the clan!

Beiming was greedy, yet he wasn’t a fool or a madman; he only sought the greatest power his strength could attain!

On this venture, regarding whether Dongfang Ziyue destroyed the Human Sacrifice Tower, Beiming was careless. What he wanted was to use Dongfang Ziyue as leverage against Dongka to force his abdication!

As for Lin Zifeng, who was beside Dongfang Ziyue, Beiming did not believe that he and Nantong together couldn’t handle a man encumbered by a First Layer Heaven in the Sub-Saint Realm!

Finally, with a sliver of dawn in the sky, scattered shadowed forms under their black robes breached through, and Nantong and Beiming arrived at the entrance of the Human Sacrifice Tower.

Gazing at the old, rustic wooden door, Beiming clenched his fists in the dark and repeatedly instructed Nantong by his side, "Nantong, don’t forget what this Lord instructed you before we came, you mustn’t let the Five Supreme Venerables find out, or we are both dead!"

Seeing Nantong nod earnestly, Beiming didn’t extend his hand; instead, a dark red glow burst forth, and the ancient wooden door boomed open, with their shadows cast into the Human Sacrifice Tower by the sun...

With a quick glance, seeing only Dongfang Ziyue there, her delicate face with traces of exhaustion as she sat, even someone as astute as Beiming couldn’t help but reveal a trace of confusion on his face.

Why... isn’t he here? Could it be that he knew I was coming and is hiding, ready to ambush me?

Seeing Beiming standing at the door without moving in, although Nantong didn’t know why, he still bent his body slightly, standing half a step behind Beiming in a submissive posture.

Yet, as Dongfang Ziyue, resting against the stone wall, saw the two entering, the remnants of worry on her delicate face instantly turned into gloom as she sharply grabbed the Green Phoenix Sword by her side and slowly stood up, speaking in a cold voice, "Lord Beiming, Lord Nantong, this Human Sacrifice Tower doesn’t seem to be a place you should come to, does it?"

Upon hearing this, Beiming didn’t immediately respond; instead, he scanned the tower with his perception. Apart from the lifeless bodies of Xiluo’s men on the ground that made him frown, there was nothing else.

Seeing no ambush, a hint of pride showed on Beiming’s sullen face. With that person not by Dongfang Ziyue’s side, Dongfang Ziyue was now nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered, utterly powerless to resist!

Thinking this, Beiming sneered, stepping inside slowly, enunciating each word, "Indeed, with the Human Sacrifice approaching, I should not intrude. But Dongfang Ziyue, do you truly have the qualifications to enter here?"