This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

They even discerned the minutiae within.

For example, Xu Yang had cultivated the “Daoist flying sword.” When Wei Daochang invited a “god” to descend, it was deterred by “Lord Cui” invoked by Xu Yang!

Quite a few of Asura Sect’s top assassins had already been vanquished by Xu Yang.

Presently…

Dispatching any number of top assassins would probably be futile and tantamount to suicide!

Only the leaders in charge of various Asura Sect entrances, acting personally, hold any hope of eliminating Xu Yang!

But the problem is…

The experts of the Asura Sect are all comparable to warriors at the “Martial Arts Heavenly Being Realm.”

This class of powerful warriors, upon entering Da Xia, are bound to immediately attract the official attention of Da Xia. Given the means at the behest of the Da Xia officials, it is plausible they might get killed before they even find Xu Yang!

So the question is now…

Should Xu Yang be killed or not?

Killing him has significant costs!

If not killed, it will be a substantial blow to Asura Sect’s reputation!

In the past, a Wang Hou had already inflicted significant damage on the Asura Sect’s reputation… As a result, they were ridiculed by the other killer organizations! If another Xu Yang was to appear, who would seek out the Asura Sect for assassination work in the future?

The high-ranking members of the Asura Sect were engaged in a never-ending debate, causing an uproar in the entire hall.

Just then, the sound of footsteps resonated.

The uproar in the hall suddenly quieted. Every single pair of eyes uniformly turned towards the entrance.

A man donning a ghost-face mask strode majestically into the grand hall.

Behind him, trailed two elderly men.

These two elderly men — their hairs already turned grey. One of them tall and robust, while the other slightly stooped. On their faces, each wore half a mask that looked like an S-shaped cut from the middle. One was worn on the left side, and the other on the right side of their faces.

“Sect Chief!”

The high-ranked members of the Asura Sect all rose.

The man in the ghost-mask took his place on a throne draped in tiger skin and nonchalantly declared, “You need not worry about the matter of Xu Yang… The world is changing now, with strange occurrences increasing in all nations. It’s the harbinger of chaos…the age of tumult is drawing near!”

“Whether the Asura Sect can stand tall amongst this upheaval, carve out a niche for ourselves, expand our territory, and establish our underground kingdom depends on all of you joining forces!”

The words of the Sect Chief of the Asura Sect seemed to carry a kind of special magical power.

Between his brief words, though they were not filled with an excessive number of inspiring statements, they still made the eyes of the high-ranking members burn with intensity!

“Left and Right Law Protectors!”

Suddenly, the Asura Sect Chief spoke.

The two old men wearing half masks stepped out in unison, kneeling on one knee before the Sect Chief.

“The two Law Protectors will venture to Da Xia and deal with Xu Yang.”

The two Law Protectors first looked stunned and then accepted the order.

The rest of the higher-ups were jubilant.

A blond, blue-eyed Caucasian spoke fluent Chinese, stating: “The Left Law Protector is at the peak of the Martial Arts Heavenly Being Realm, and the Right Law Protector is a master of witchcraft. Moreover, they are brothers skilled in the Disguise Art and cooperation techniques. With them taking action, Xu Yang is undoubtedly destined to fall!”

Half an hour later…

The two old men emerged from a hidden stone gate in the belly of a volcano.

Their masks had disappeared, replaced by ordinary old men’s clothing. They navigated nimbly down the mountain, dashing into the dense tropical rainforest. Following a route as if it were a commonly used pathway, they arrived at a white sandy beach.

Nearby, a speedboat was concealed beneath the palm trees.

The duo got into the speedboat launched out into the sea.

The sturdy and tall old man drove the boat; his gaze cast far into the east, murmuring, “Brother, it’s been 36 years… I never thought we’d have a chance to return to Da Xia in this lifetime.”

The hunchbacked old man remained silent.

The tall and sturdy old man continued: “When we were forced into exile abroad, we took the leap, and 36 years passed. I wonder how our parents and sister are doing …”

“Shut up!”

The hunchbacked old man barked harshly: “If they hadn’t called the police back then, who would have known we committed that crime? We wouldn’t have had to run away and live in hiding overseas!”

“With our power and methods, we would certainly be notable figures in Da Xia.”

The sturdy old man opened his mouth as if wanting to say something but fell silent.

The hunchback old man glared, commanding: “Spit it out if you have something to say!”

“Brother… I think coming abroad was the right choice. Given the way we operate, if we had stayed in Da Xia, we would inevitably end up in trouble, and might not have survived until now… Huh?”

Before the sturdy old man finished speaking, his gaze suddenly lifted towards the sky. In a deep voice, he exclaimed: “Brother, this is bad – a powerful figure is coming!”

“Enter the water!”

The hunchbacked old man reacted even faster. Almost at the same moment his brother opened his mouth, he abandoned the speedboat and jumped straight into the sea.

Splash!

The sturdy old man also dove into the water immediately.

But…

It was too late.

Above the skies, among the clouds…

Wang Hou, looking down at the sea below, laughed: “It seems the Asura Sect’s headquarters is indeed here…”

No sooner had his words finished, he disappeared from his original spot.

Just as two “thud” sounds echoed from the sea below and massive waves rose, Wang Hou reached out with his left and right hands, as if grabbing small chicks, pulling out the two old men from the sea and throwing them onto the speedboat.