Xiang Shaoyun's Imperial Nether Domain was too powerful. Within the domain, he was the absolute master. Nobody could escape his grasp, not even the 18 God Realm assassins. Countless power chains lashed out at them while the nine-colored lotus suppressed them. Even the seventh-stage God was helpless when faced with such forces.
However, the seventh-stage God was no pushover. He was unwilling to accept his defeat so easily, so he utilized a secret technique to gather all his strength and erupt with even more power.
Most people at their level would have some final trump cards to preserve their life. Someone without any trump cards wouldn't be worthy of reaching such height in cultivation. The seventh-stage God's secret technique was supposed to grant him the strength of an eighth-stage God for an hour. However, he was within Xiang Shaoyun's Imperial Nether Domain. Even after using the secret technique, he had only gained enough strength to neutralize Xiang Shaoyun's suppression and regain his original strength.
Slamming his club at the nine-colored lotus, he roared, "Break!"
It was as though a dark wolf was roaring while pouncing forward, delivering a powerful force that caused the entire Imperial Nether Domain to shake.
Power at that level was strong enough to kill even those with the same cultivation level. However, Xiang Shaoyun's soul clone was also freakishly powerful. Not even the club attack posed much threat to him.
The soul clone continued sending the nine-colored lotus down at the enemy. Strand after strand of primal inception energy descended while boundless energy rippled in the air. The dark wolf was obliterated. Then, the nine-colored lotus dropped down on the seventh-stage God, crushing him and sending his blood splattering everywhere, presenting a miserable and bloody scene.
The other assassins also took out their trump cards, but it was a pity that none of their trump cards worked. Xiang Shaoyun was unequaled in his Imperial Nether Domain. Even if they had the numerical advantage, they still weren't his match.
After fully suppressing all 18 of the God Realm assassins, Xiang Shaoyun gladly put them all under his control.
"I'm lacking helpers at the moment. This is wonderful! It's like a gift of a pillow just when I'm sleepy," remarked Xiang Shaoyun in a pleased manner.
With the addition of the 18 Gods, Xiang Shaoyun's confidence was bolstered. He believed that losing the 18 assassins would probably hurt the culprit quite badly.
After putting all of them under his control, Xiang Shaoyun questioned them. He learned that they were the subordinates of the Dark Emissary under Deputy Gongsun. In other words, Deputy Gongsun might be the one who had planned this assassination.
At that conclusion, Xiang Shaoyun felt his entire person turn cold. He had not imagined that the other party would try to take his life so soon after his arrival. He was practically being viewed with contempt.
"No wonder Old Xie said that this would be dangerous. Looks like he was completely right," said Xiang Shaoyun to himself.
He did not act rashly and go looking for the other party immediately. He knew very well that with his strength, going against a deputy guild master was akin to smashing an egg against a stone. Even his master might not dare to act too rashly against a deputy guild master.
Deputy Gongsun had been in the guild for countless years. He had numerous capable subordinates, and if one wanted to challenge someone like that, sufficient strength was imperative. Xiang Shaoyun could feel clearly how lacking he still was. Perhaps he really should have accepted Lu Jiang's offer.
"The other party only dares to act against me in the dark. If I get a chance, I might as well make a major ruckus out of it. I refuse to believe the great Guardians Guild will not react to something like that." Xiang Shaoyun quickly thought of a solution.
On the next day, Xiang Shaoyun brought Huang Baiwu to the department responsible for identity verification in the Guardians Guild.
The Guardians Guild had issued 1,000 guardians tokens. Those with the tokens would qualify as candidates for the young guild master. Xiang Shaoyun had not snatched any of the issued tokens, but he had the deputy's token given by his master. That token was enough to make him a candidate.
When he arrived at the guild, a massive and imposing palace stood before him. A vast aura surged into the sky, making the palace look like a celestial palace, presenting a scene that shocked one's heart.
Every individual qualified to enter this palace would be a big shot in the dominion. This place was the holy land all cultivators of the dominion yearned to enter. Even Xiang Shaoyun grew excited at the sight of the palace. He had a feeling that he would be able to overlook the entirety of the dominion when standing atop the massive palace. That would most certainly be a splendid feeling.
Abruptly, a series of noises erupted. It was as though a magnificent army was riding toward him, rousing Xiang Shaoyun from his thoughts. He turned around and saw eight people mounted on eight silver-scaled elephants galloping toward him.
The eight silver-scaled elephants were the size of hills. Each of them emanated a tyrannical aura. Their scales were thick and strong, flickering with a dazzling light. These were rare elephants with an ancient bloodline. Ordinary demonic elephants could not compare with them. With each step they took, the earth seemed to shake. Even if a Saint stood in their path, the Saint would be trampled into mincemeat.
"A good dog never gets in anyone's way. Piss off," demanded one of the people mounted atop the elephants.
"Audacious!" berated Huang Baiwu as he stood before Xiang Shaoyun. A massive dragon phantom manifested from his body and suppressed the eight elephants.
The eight elephants might be powerful, but Huang Baiwu was strong enough to suppress the elephants, causing them to slow down considerably.
"You dare stop our mounts? Trample over them!" roared one of the elephant riders as he channeled his energy into his mount and urged it to charge forward.
That man was demonstrating the state of man mount unity. In that state, the rider and the mount would become one, allowing them to unleash incredible strength.
Huang Baiwu showed no fear as the aura around him thickened. He then unleashed a roar at the incoming elephant, "Scram!"
Dragon Roars to the Sky!
The sound attack rumbled forth ferociously. It was as though a true dragon had descended, spreading oppression in all directions and smashing all eight elephants flat onto the ground. The surrounding people were astonished at what they were seeing. None of them had imagined that the eight elephants would be flattened so easily. After all, they had all sensed the man mount unity state earlier. Those eight elephants were supposed to be strong enough to force even a third-stage God to retreat.