Wang Feng sat on the chair and asked, "How did the matter I entrusted you with go?"
"I have already arranged for a shadow to take my place as Lingxi."
Ye Chang walked behind Wang Feng, and her soft, boneless jade hands gently rested on Wang Feng's shoulders, massaging him.
Wang Feng slightly closed his eyes, feeling the comfort from his shoulders, and slowly said, "You won't expose yourself, will you?"
"Please rest assured, Master, unless the Ancient Capital possesses a Bloodstone, it is impossible to be exposed," Ye Chang said.
"Mm…"
Wang Feng responded, and then, under Ye Chang's gentle massage, he gradually relaxed.
He had barely slept these days, and coupled with altering Ye Chang's cognition and memories, he was even more mentally exhausted.
Unconsciously, he drowsily drifted into a dream.
Ye Chang's movements paused slightly, then she gently picked up Wang Feng, carefully placed him on the bed, and covered him with a blanket.
After doing all this, Ye Chang stood quietly by the bed, silently gazing at Wang Feng's sleeping face, her eyes flickering with ripples.
"Master, please forgive my impoliteness~"
Ye Chang whispered, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
Then she slowly lowered her head and lightly touched Wang Feng's lips.
…
Time passed quickly, and dusk gradually fell.
A dense drizzle began to fall from the sky, shrouding the Ancient Capital in a hazy mist.
Inside the Clock Tower Magic Association,
The vast majority of Super-level mages from the Ancient Capital were urgently summoned.
"President, why have you called us all here?" Li Yujian, the head of the Li family, was the first to speak.
Han Ji stood at the front of the conference hall, his gaze sweeping over every Super-level mage present, his expression so solemn it seemed water could drip from it:
"Just now, I received definite intelligence—the Red Cardinal Cardinal Salang is hidden right here in our conference room!"
"Cardinal Salang!"
Upon hearing this name, everyone's expressions changed.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point, and everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with vigilance and suspicion.
"President, are you joking? Cardinal Salang is hiding here with us? How is that possible! We have all been certified by the Judgment Association's Oath Book! How could Black Vatican members infiltrate us!" Chu Jia, an elder of the Hunter's Alliance, couldn't help but question.
"I also wish this were false, but unfortunately, the source of this intelligence is very real!"
As soon as his voice fell, his aged eyes suddenly burst forth with blue light, and the powerful magic energy of a Super-level full cultivation instantly enveloped the entire hall.
Bone-chilling ice elements rapidly spread, freezing and sealing the entire Clock Tower.
Outside the hall, countless silver patterns flickered, rapidly connecting to form a massive space system magic array!
This space system magic array sealed the space of the entire floor, making all dimensional magic unusable!
"Even now, will you continue to disguise yourself, Cardinal Salang!" Han Ji's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire hall.
"President, you… why are you looking at me? How could I be Cardinal Salang!"
Lingxi's face instantly turned pale, her voice carrying a hint of panic.
But a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
The next moment, black mist surged out of her body without warning, rapidly spreading in all directions, and a pungent, fishy smell immediately filled the air.
"Poison? You're not Lingxi!"
Chu Jia's expression changed, and she quickly raised her hand; a dazzling golden light rose like a rising sun, instantly dispelling the poisonous mist.
After the poisonous mist was dispelled, everyone saw many silver threads appearing around Lingxi.
"Not good, it's a space system scroll! She's using a space system scroll to tear open a corner of space and escape!" The Gray-robed man shouted anxiously.
"Wishful thinking!"
Military Commander Yaoting snorted coldly, raising his hand and clenching it, and the space that had been torn instantly returned to normal.
Yaoting primarily cultivates the space system and is the only space system Super-level mage in the Ancient Capital; his spiritual power has naturally also reached a grand realm.
And now, the Clock Tower Magic Association's space system grand array is also under his leadership!
He was also one of the few who knew Han Ji's plan, which was to prevent Cardinal Salang from possessing the space system, allowing her to use space system or a space system scroll to escape!
"Cardinal Salang, die!"
Han Ji's voice was bone-chillingly cold, and countless ice cones poured down like a torrential rain, instantly piercing Lingxi's body.
Her body was pinned to the ground by the ice cones, and before blood could flow out, it was frozen into ice.
At the same time, the Gray-robed man quickly cast necromancy, and a dark red light enveloped Lingxi's body, completely annihilating her soul.
"Shattered to pieces, soul scattered, Cardinal Salang has no possibility of resurrection," the Gray-robed man let out a long sigh.
"Cardinal Salang… is dead?!"
The conference room was silent, everyone somewhat dazed.
Events unfolded so quickly that people were caught off guard; even Han Ji and Yaoting, who orchestrated everything, felt a sense of unreality at this moment.
That Red Cardinal who made countless people tremble with fear, actually died so easily here?
Han Ji's gaze fell on Lingxi's corpse, which was pierced by ice cones, and he felt a faint unease in his heart.
But when he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he felt that everything seemed reasonable.
The Black Vatican were ultimately rats hiding in the shadows; once exposed to sunlight, losing the protection of their schemes, Cardinal Salang was nothing more than a slightly powerful Super-level mage.
What's more, the intelligence he possessed was accurate, and the layout was perfect.
Cardinal Salang's death seemed to be a destined outcome.
"Perhaps, we thought Cardinal Salang was too terrifying."
"President, next…" Military Commander Yaoting asked after glancing at Lingxi's corpse.
"Although Cardinal Salang is dead, the crisis is not over. What follows concerns the life and death of millions in the Ancient Capital, so I hope everyone present can contribute to the Ancient Capital!" Han Ji said, looking at everyone present.
…
At the same time, Zhu Meng, Fei Jiao, and others also successfully dealt with the first wave of attacking Ghoul Tyrants and quickly returned to the inner city.
On the other side, Lu Huan, teaming up with two Super-level mages, found Wu Ku, who was hiding in the city and causing rain, and completely annihilated him!
With Wu Ku's death, the strange yellow rain that shrouded the Ancient Capital finally stopped.
At dawn, the undead army, deprived of the Nine Nether Dew's blessing, returned to the earth, and the Ancient Capital temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the Ancient Capital's crisis was not over.
The Calamity Abyss descended as scheduled, appearing in the northern district of the Ancient Capital.
What was even more alarming was that the Eight Directional Undead Monarchs, unafraid of sunlight, guarded the four directions—southeast, southwest, and north—of the Ancient Capital, completely surrounding it.
Fortunately, under Han Ji's earlier command, all residents of the Ancient Capital's outer city had been forcibly relocated to the inner city, which minimized casualties.
At this moment, all battle mages received Han Ji's summons and quickly gathered in the northern city area.
Han Ji stood before everyone, his gaze sweeping over Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and others, his expression solemn and grave.
He bowed deeply, his voice low but full of power: "Everyone, thank you very much for stepping forward for the Ancient Capital."
Zhang Xiaohou, Fang Gu, Su Xiaoluo, and others who possessed the Ancient King's bloodline were the only ones who could enter the Calamity Abyss and meet the Ancient King.
They would become the Ancient Capital's last hope.
If they failed, then only a few people in the Ancient Capital could break through the Undead Monarchs' encirclement and leave the Ancient Capital under the protection of a few Super-level mages!
Just then, a voice with a hint of apology reached everyone's ears.
"Sorry, I'm late."