Chapter 4673

“Luo Ta is dead…”

The old man spoke before the Tenth Hall Master could say a word.

The Tenth Hall Master froze momentarily, then nodded and replied, “Old Qian is right. Luo Ta is dead; his soul lamp has been extinguished.”

“Logically, as long as the hidden forces of the Heavenly Human Realm remain dormant, Luo Ta should have been invincible.”

“I only sent him to Beast City to purchase some fairy stones, yet his soul lamp was extinguished, and he was killed. I have no idea who could have done it.”

“We’ve had a long-standing relationship with Beast City, and nothing like this has ever happened before. It’s unlikely to be the Lord of Beast City, which is why I came specifically to ask Old Qian for help.”

The Tenth Hall Master treated Old Qian with utmost respect, and it was clear that Old Qian’s status surpassed even his own.

Old Qian raised his head slightly, his piercing gaze fixed on the Tenth Hall Master, who dared not meet his eyes.

“I have dedicated my life to understanding the way of heaven and used my very essence to construct the Seven Star Array. And yet, you ask me to waste it calculating the death of a mere worshiper?”

Old Qian’s expression darkened with displeasure.

The Tenth Hall Master hesitated briefly before admitting his error. “Old Qian, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have asked you!”

“Forget it. Luo Ta was careless. He was killed by a young man named Kai. However, I cannot discern anything about Kai’s identity. It is shrouded in mystery.”

“So, I suggest you avoid provoking that young man unless absolutely necessary. Meanwhile, the great formation of heaven and earth appears to be unraveling.”

“The ladder to heaven will soon emerge. When that happens, the Heavenly Human Realm will descend into chaos as countless people scramble to ascend it and return to heaven. You need to prepare for what’s coming.”

Old Qian waved his hand dismissively as he spoke.

“I understand. My mission is to unify the Heavenly Human Realm and expand the temple’s territory. If those people ascend to heaven, so much the better. When the dust settles, I will reign as the master of the Heavenly Human Realm!”

The Tenth Hall Master’s face lit with excitement.

“Childish…”

Old Qian’s single word cut through the room like a blade.
Old Qian uttered two indifferent words before lowering his head to carefully study the Seven Star Formation in front of him. He said nothing more.

Seeing this, the Tenth Hall Master dared not linger. He immediately turned and left.

He knew better than to provoke Old Qian. Even a hall master would have to show respect to someone capable of divining the way of heaven.

“Kai…”

Back in the main hall, the Tenth Hall Master muttered the name repeatedly, his thoughts consumed by it.

When Luo Ta and the others fled the Xiao Dynasty, they kept mentioning Kai’s name—along with that mysterious Mr. Shi.

Even now, the Tenth Hall Master couldn’t discern the connection between Kai and Mr. Shi.

However, the fact that Kai had killed Luo Ta and yet remained unscathed was a testament to his formidable strength.

Old Qian had warned against provoking Kai, but the Tenth Hall Master couldn’t suppress his unwillingness.

Luo Ta had been his trusted subordinate for many years, always loyal and reliable. It was why he had entrusted Luo Ta with the critical task of negotiating with Beast City.

Now that Luo Ta had been killed, taking no action would damage his authority. How could others respect or submit to the Ten Halls if such an offense went unanswered?

After weighing his options, a flash of murderous intent appeared in the Tenth Hall Master’s eyes.

“Come here,” he called out.

A young man entered.

Clad in a pristine white robe that fluttered gracefully in the breeze, he exuded an air of otherworldly detachment, like an immortal untouched by mortal concerns.

His face was strikingly handsome, with sharp, sword-like brows that arched toward his temples. His deep, luminous eyes seemed capable of piercing through all illusions, radiating a heroic spirit that commanded respect.

A straight nose and firm lips added to his refined demeanor, while his jet-black hair, casually tied with a simple jade hairpin, gave him a carefree yet elegant appearance.

But the most captivating detail was the long, dark sword he held tightly in his hand. Its blade shimmered faintly with a cold, silvery light, like a sliver of moonlight piercing through the night. The weapon exuded an overwhelming, almost oppressive aura, as though it could cut through anything in its path.