The King of Urban Mercenaries

Chapter 1650 - 1655: High-Level Exchange

Dugu Aotian rose into the sky, his Light Sword piercing straight through the entire black hole. Only after completely shredding everyone inside the black hole did Dugu Aotian rush out of it. The Light Sword was like a dazzling lighthouse, making everyone stare in shock at the center of the Array.

"If any of you dare to descend to the Lower Realm again, I will annihilate every last one of you!" Dugu Aotian said coldly. His voice was like divine thunder from the heavens, rumbling in everyone’s ears, making them all stop in their tracks, not daring to disobey his command.

"Who is commanding this Array?" Dugu Aotian asked.

At this moment, an old man in white robes, with bagua patterns on his clothes, stepped in front of Dugu Aotian and said, "It is this old man, Xu Fuzi!"

"Array Master Xu Fuzi? I’ve long heard of your great name." Dugu Aotian also held Xu Fuzi in considerable respect. The other party was an Array Master; wherever he went he would likely be revered, for Arrays were simply too important to people.

"And who might you be?" Xu Fuzi asked; clearly he did not recognize Dugu Aotian.

"I am Dugu Aotian," Dugu Aotian replied.

"Dugu Aotian? The genius from Qianhuang Peak, that Dugu Aotian?!" Xu Fuzi was astonished. Even as an Array Master, he held Qianhuang Peak in deep reverence. That place housed some extremely powerful figures of the Array Formation World!

"That is I. I wonder, Master Xu Fuzi, why you opened a regional grand Array leading to the Lower Realm?" Dugu Aotian questioned. He knew that if it were just Xu Fuzi alone, he absolutely wouldn’t have such authority, nor such power; and behind power lay abundant resources. Without resources, let alone Arrays, you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to command anyone.

Xu Fuzi said, "For this matter, you may need to ask Huang Xiaotian of the Desolate Lands."

"Huang Xiaotian? The overlord of the Desolate Lands." Dugu Aotian instantly understood who the other party meant and what his status was. The overlord of the Desolate Lands was definitely no ordinary person.

Dugu Aotian nodded and asked, "Where is this Huang Xiaotian?"

Xu Fuzi replied, "Naturally in the Divine Desolate Hall."

"The Divine Desolate Hall? Very well. You are not allowed to enter the Lower Realm. Otherwise, you will be violating the rules of Qianhuang Peak. Those who break the rules will be put to death, so you all had better cherish your lives and not act recklessly." When Dugu Aotian finished speaking, his body twisted and vanished, disappearing from this place in the blink of an eye.

After Dugu Aotian left, Xu Fuzi’s brows knitted tightly. At this moment, a person behind him, an Array Master, asked Xu Fuzi, "Master Xu, what should we do?"

"What should we do? First cancel the Array, otherwise it’s consuming far too many Elemental Stones."

Xu Fuzi gave the order to temporarily halt the Array, and all the Array Masters stopped simultaneously. In the end the Array disappeared, and the pitch-black giant hole also vanished. The place where the black hole had been returned once more to calm; it was originally just ordinary land, though on the ground there was imprinted a massive Array Map.

This Array Map had opened a passage between the Upper Realm and the Lower Realm, so it was merely a matter of space, not of material resources.

The Lower Realm.

Lin Fei stood on top of a tall building, watching the sky as the Heaven-Devouring Great Hole was actually slowly disappearing, like a dark whirlpool in water, constantly shrinking, until a stretch of clear sky appeared. If not for those layers of swirling clouds, perhaps no one would believe what had just happened was real!

Thus, as if everyone suddenly returned to normal, they all began to cheer, celebrating having escaped the end of the world. But the fallen severed limbs scattered about still made many people’s hearts tremble; none of them dared to walk around carelessly.

The world boiled over. All the media seemed to awaken and immediately released the reports. But even if they hadn’t, the TV stations were already broadcasting, and there were videos as well. Some videos had even captured people flying in the sky, and the severed limbs falling out of the black hole made many people’s hearts quail and filled them with confusion.

"Looks like Senior Brother’s trip was quite effective, but who knows how things will turn out later. Senior Brother, immediately gather everyone!" Lin Fei said at once.

Leng Daoqiu nodded. This was an extremely critical time, so he gathered all the Cultivators, spending a full day to do so. By this time, in the Upper Realm, Dugu Aotian had already found Huang Xiaotian.

Huang Xiaotian ruled the Desolate Lands, the greatest power of the Desolate Lands. He resided in the Divine Desolate Hall.

When Dugu Aotian arrived at the Divine Desolate Hall, a voice rang through the entire Divine Desolate Sect. The densely packed buildings and the crowds below all looked up at Dugu Aotian in the sky.

Divine Desolate Sect!

One of the greatest powers in the entire Upper Realm, with Disciples spread throughout the Desolate Lands; no one could afford to ignore them.

After Dugu Aotian arrived at the Divine Desolate Hall, a voice came forth, "So it is Nephew Dugu Aotian. Come, come."

Hearing this, Dugu Aotian’s brows furrowed slightly as he said, "I didn’t expect Senior to be so calm." With that, he flew toward the Divine Desolate Hall and entered it.

The Divine Desolate Hall was like a gigantic Pang Ran behemoth. Just one pillar supporting the main gate required more than a dozen people, hand in hand, to encircle it. In the eyes of the masses, it was simply like a giant’s chamber.

Dugu Aotian turned into a black shadow and entered the Divine Desolate Hall, taking in the resplendent interior and Huang Xiaotian seated on the dragon throne.

"Nephew, what do you mean by that? What is there that I should not be calm about?" Huang Xiaotian was a very arrogant-looking middle-aged man, his wild hair draped over his back. His eyes shot out beams of powerful light. Though he appeared ordinary, the pressure emanating from him had already forced the servants of the Divine Desolate Hall to their knees.

Perhaps only someone as powerful as Dugu Aotian could stand before Huang Xiaotian without batting an eye.

"You have broken the rules of Qianhuang Peak. Should you really be so calm? Don’t tell me, Senior, that you’ve forgotten the rules of Qianhuang Peak?" Dugu Aotian asked in an extremely forceful tone.

"Well now, Nephew, why don’t you tell me, what rules does Qianhuang Peak have? You know, I’m old now, no good anymore, my head can’t remember things clearly." Huang Xiaotian said in a deliberately exaggerated manner.

But Dugu Aotian knew very well what he stood for—he represented that Holy Land yearned for by tens of thousands in the Upper Realm.

"Senior, our Qianhuang Peak stipulates that people from the Upper Realm may not casually go to the Lower Realm, and even more so must not slaughter visitors from the Lower Realm in the Upper Realm. Have you forgotten that?" Dugu Aotian stated one of the rules, instantly making Huang Xiaotian laugh.

Huang Xiaotian nodded with a smile. "Yes, there is indeed such a rule, and I haven’t forgotten it. But so what if it exists? I don’t seem to have done anything wrong, have I?"