Monster Paradise

Lin Huang, Buried Heaven, and Zhan Guang were preparing to fly through the crack in the ceiling, but suddenly the view in front of them began shaking violently. Zhan Zhuo had directly teleported them out.

Clearly, he was worried that Lin Huang would really destroy his Kingdom, so he teleported all of them out with no hesitation at all.

The three of them had only just managed to find stable footing when they immediately felt an intensely powerful suction force pulling at them.

Instantly, they could not stop themselves from shooting backward toward the door of the massive palace.

Zhan Zhuo was evidently manipulating the ancient palace into ejecting them.

Lin Huang made a prompt decision. His telekinetic flying daggers turned into a blood-red stream of light that surged toward Zhan Zhuo in an attack.

He knew that if they were really ejected out of the ancient palace, it would be hard for them to act against Zhan Zhuo again.

A Dao Weapon ancient palace’s defenses like these were not something Lin Huang would be able to breach on his own.

Not only that, there was usually a teleportation function.

As soon as the three of them left the dimension that the ancient palace was in, Zhan Zhuo would certainly activate the ancient palace and flee immediately. It would be extremely difficult to find him again.

Zhan Zhuo did not dare hold back any of his abilities after seeing Lin Huang’s ten million or more telekinetic flying daggers coming at him.

The Dao Weaponry in his hand formed countless saber gleams that charged toward the telekinetic flying daggers.

Each saber gleam was compounded with level-3 Odylic Force, as well as over five thousand levels of sequence power.

Although they were not as numerous as the telekinetic flying daggers, they sent Lin Huang’s telekinetic flying daggers—which were almost completely drained of Divine Power—ricocheting away with ease.

Lin Huang’s telekinetic flying daggers this round were the same ones he had used to battle Dark Shadow earlier. Even the Divine Power on them had basically been completely stripped away, let alone any Odylic Force.

Now that he was encountering an attack from Zhan Zhuo, who was at his peak, it was inevitable that Lin Huang seemed somewhat tired.

Seeing that the three of them were about to be forcibly driven to the door of the palace, Lin Huang smirked without a trace of panic. His fingers moved slightly after that.

The next second, Zhan Zhuo’s movements were suddenly halted.

Right after this, his figure flew in Lin Huang’s direction at a speed more than several times faster. However, his movements were peculiar no matter how one looked at them.

He seemed to be tied up by something and could not move a muscle. Not only that, it was very evident that he was hurtling toward Lin Huang entirely not of his own volition. It looked more like something was pulling him over.

At first, Buried Heaven and Zhan Guang were stunned, but subsequently, they realized that Lin Huang had done this using telekinetic threads.

Although his telekinetic flying daggers had ricocheted away, the telekinetic threads had secretly entangled themselves around Zhan Zhuo’s body one by one without him realizing it at all.

At the very last critical moment, Lin Huang was finally able to close the net on his opponent.

Even if Zhan Zhuo had regrets, it was too late now.

Against his will, his body was pulled along by Lin Huang’s telekinetic threads as he too was driven out of the ancient palace by its force of repulsion.

He looked at the swiftly-closing great door of the ancient palace as well as his feet at the bottom of the palace steps, then at the three people who were watching him like a hawk.

Zhan Zhuo felt a little like crying, but he could not muster up the tears.

He could only blame the ancient palace for being too intelligent and immediately carrying out the ejection order he had given. By the time he was able to react and wished to cancel and amend his order, Lin Huang had already dragged him out of the massive palace.

“It’s a little late now for you to think of escaping.” As Lin Huang spoke, the narrow blade in his hand was already against Zhan Zhuo’s neck. The razor-sharp sword sliced a faint, bloody wound across his neck.

Zhan Zhuo could clearly sense the pain and the faint trace of coldness emanating from his neck.

“Who is your partner who attacked Death Sickle’s headquarters?” Buried Heaven asked immediately, seeing that Zhan Zhuo was now being held captive.

Zhan Zhuo glared at Buried Heaven with no small amount of disdain. “Do you think I’m going to tell you?”

“I’ll slaughter you if you don’t!” The battle sword in Lin Huang’s hand pushed down two centimeters deeper, cutting into the flesh of Zhan Zhuo’s neck. Blood began to flow from the wound.

Zhan Zhuo could even clearly sense the warm blood slowly trickling from his neck to his collarbone. It continued to drip down.

At this point, Zhan Guang finally spoke as well.

“You should be very aware how our Combat God Temple interrogates traitors in our midst.”

Zhan Zhuo was evidently swayed from his stubbornness by what Zhan Guang had said.

“I don’t know who he is, only that he’s not from the God Territory. There aren’t that many Raiders in the great world. For safety, we don’t know each others’ real identities. The only thing we know is each other’s codenames. That fellow’s codename is Babble. I only know that his abilities should be higher than mine.”

“If you don’t know each other’s identity, then how do you get in contact?” Lin Huang asked with a slight frown.

“All our missions are assigned by a superior, and he assigns our collaborators as well,” Zhan Zhuo continued after he finished, “For this mission, both of us worked separately. We actually had no contact with each other at all. Our superior set a time for us and told us to go into action at the same time.”

“So you can only contact your superior?” Lin Huang asked again.

“He can contact me, but I can’t contact him.” Zhan Zhuo shook his head.

“What if something major happens and you need to contact him?”

“Generally, we try to resolve any problems ourselves. However, if it’s something really major, Spy would know, and they’d contact a superior. That’s Spy’s specific duty; it’s not part of our job scope.”

“Is Spy someone’s codename? Or is it the job title of a group of people?” Lin Huang pursued the matter further.

“I’m not too sure about this. I think both are possible,” Zhan Zhuo replied after thinking for a moment.

“Can you contact Spy?”

“I can’t, only he can contact me,” Zhan Zhuo finished speaking, then added, “I think we should skip any discussion of him. I’ve had a vague feeling all along that he’s more dangerous than my superior. Spy knows everything. He might be watching everything that we’re doing now.”

Lin Huang narrowed his eyes slightly at this point. He vaguely thought of someone.

“Tell me about the inner organization of the Raiders, such as the members’ ranking, their combat strength, their job scopes…”

“The members’ ranking system is very simple. It’s grade-1 to grade-5, from lowest to highest. It’s mainly related to their combat strength.

“Lower-rank Lords are basically grade-1, middle-rank Lords would be grade-2, upper-rank Lords would be grade-3, and ultimate-rank Lords would be grade-4. Above that would be grade-5 for individuals who are above the level of Lords.

“From what I’ve heard, grade-5 is the highest rank. As to whether they have any higher rankings than that, this I’m not sure about. After all, there’s a lot of information that I can’t see with my grade-1 authorization.”

“So your superior is grade-2, as well as that Spy entity?”

“I’m not sure about Spy, but my superior is at least grade-2. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible for him to be in command of all matters in the entire great world,” Zhan Zhuo said with absolute certainty.

“How many members are there in our great world?” Lin Huang asked again.

“I don’t know the exact number. There are four people with different code names whom I’ve worked with. So, including myself, my superior, and Spy, there are at least seven of us. However, my guess is that there won’t be more than ten,” Zhan Zhuo hazarded a guess.