I Can Extract Divine Power

Just like now, as he looked at Amber, he could see that her Weakness was... him.

And that was indeed the case. Unless he died, Amber would be completely unharmed.

A knock sounded at the door.

"Lord Shen, I have an urgent matter to report," said Wu Tian from the resource room, lowering his hand.

Shen Bai said, "Come in."

Wu Tian pushed the door open and entered, a folded report in his hand. "Lord Shen, one of our members discovered something interesting while hunting down the remnants of the Demonic Forces."

Lately, the hunt for these remnants had kept Zheng Xing’s registration office swamped, so Wu Tian was usually the one to deliver reports.

Shen Bai took the folded report, opened it, and read it carefully.

A moment later, Shen Bai put down the report, stood up, and said, "I’m going out."

The report described a ruin buried underground, left behind from the battle of Ten Thousand Cities. This was something that greatly interested Shen Bai.

’Perhaps this will unlock some secrets about the Era of Ten Thousand Cities, reveal the mastermind behind it all, and even shed light on that voice I heard before.’

’Of course, there’s also the most important point: an ancient ruin might contain good stuff, maybe even Deceitful Objects and other strange phenomena.’

Wu Tian hesitated. "Lord Shen, I will immediately arrange for men to accompany you."

Shen Bai shook his head. "No need. If I can handle it, I don’t need anyone. If I can’t, it would be useless for you to go anyway."

Shen Bai performed his Divination Skill. A golden light, like pure gold, shimmered before him, signifying great fortune.

Though Shen Bai’s words were blunt, they were the truth.

Besides, with other remnants of the Demonic Forces still at large, the members of the Observatory were already busy. There was no need to divide their attention at a time like this.

Wu Tian nodded. "In that case, I’ll take my leave."

’My Prefecture Chief has spoken. His words are commands, and I don’t dare disobey.’

After Wu Tian left, Shen Bai headed out the door, following the general location described in the report.

Red Makeup and Amber exchanged a glance, then transformed into two streams of light.

One stream merged into Shen Bai’s body, while the other fused with the blood-red Cold Moon.

...

「On a treacherous mountain path.」

Zhao Xuan and the others were rushing along the mountain path.

The Fat Daoist glanced at the churning clouds behind them. "How much longer until we get there?"

They didn’t dare to fly, as that would make them a bigger target. Their only choice was to run through the rugged mountains and peaks to evade the Observatory’s pursuit.

Monk Yuanzhen frowned. "We’re all injured, and we’ve been traveling day and night without rest. We’re in bad shape."

Among this group from the Demonic Forces, many were still seriously wounded.

They hadn’t rested, only stopping to hunt a few wild animals to stave off hunger. They had reached the end of their rope.

If they didn’t find it soon, some of them might not be able to hold on.

Zhao Xuan kept his head down and ran, calling back without turning, "Soon. We’ll be there soon. An incense stick’s time at most."

The mention of "an incense stick’s time" was enough to somewhat calm the restless group.

About an incense stick’s time later, Zhao Xuan finally stopped.

Behind him, the many members of the Demonic Forces also came to a halt.

The Fat Daoist looked at the river ahead and frowned. "This is just a small river. Is this really the place you were talking about?"

The river was so narrow that they could cross it with a single, easy leap.

Moreover, the place seemed utterly ordinary, without the slightest trace of an unusual aura.

Zhao Xuan turned back. "If you could all sense it, the ancient ruin would have been exposed long ago."

That was a fair point, so the Fat Daoist said no more.

Monk Yuanzhen urged, "Hurry up and open the ruin. We’ll go inside, awaken it, and turn Nanxing Prefecture into a land of the dead."

He could no longer wait. He yearned to witness the horrific state of Nanxing Prefecture and the despair on Shen Bai’s face when he saw it.

Zhao Xuan also knew that if he delayed any longer, the morale of his group would shatter.

With this in mind, Zhao Xuan took out a Compass and began to carefully make calculations based on its readings.

This method of deduction was known only to those from Xinhua Academy.

But just then, the members of the Demonic Forces around Zhao Xuan all collapsed to the ground in unison.

When Zhao Xuan turned to look, he saw a blade of blood-red Sword Qi protruding from each person’s chest, like a terrifying blood moon.

"Blood-red Sword Qi... It’s Shen Bai!"

Zhao Xuan’s face instantly paled, and his heart began to pound violently.

A smear of blood-red light grew larger and larger in Zhao Xuan’s vision.

Numbness and pain washed over Zhao Xuan.

"Poison... To think Lord Shen would use poison on a nobody like me. You truly overestimate me," Zhao Xuan said bitterly.

Shen Bai walked up, picked up the Compass from the ground, and swept his gaze over Zhao Xuan with his Void-breaking Cyan Eye. "This is the key to opening the ancient city?"

Behind Shen Bai, Zhang He and his men slowly emerged.

For some reason, when Zhao Xuan met Shen Bai’s cyan pupils, terror filled his heart. It was like facing a towering giant, leaving him without the slightest will to resist.

Zhao Xuan subconsciously lowered his head. His peripheral vision caught sight of an ordinary-looking man, and he asked in surprise, "Why aren’t you dead?"

He recognized the man. He was one of those who had fled with them, apparently a member of some minor demonic force.

But why... wasn’t he dead?

The man walked up to Shen Bai and cupped his hands respectfully. "Your subordinate reports, Lord Shen."

Shen Bai asked, "What’s your name?"

The man shook his head. "Forgive me, Lord Shen. The names of us undercover agents change frequently. There may still be members of the Demonic Forces in Nanxing Prefecture in the future, so I must maintain a hidden identity."