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The next day.

The servant who came to clean the Wang Family's house went mad.

Because as soon as she entered, the pungent smell of blood assaulted her nose, and the floor was covered with the remains of corpses.

The head of the Wang Family lay dead on the ground, his eyes unclosed, and there were terrifying, desiccated bodies scattered around.

The Wang Family, along with the disciples from the ancient martial arts world who had come to exterminate the [Night] organization, had all been annihilated.

Bai Jun was awakened by a phone call.

He rushed to the scene immediately.

Upon seeing the sea of corpses and the words [Night will ultimately extinguish all evil], he fell silent.

Then, an indescribable anger surged within his chest.

"Too brazen... too outrageous!"

"Even with so many forces present in Jianghai, Night still dares to act so recklessly!"

Bai Jun's eyes were filled with rage as he looked at his subordinates from the Martial Arts Department who had arrived with him. "Inform all the major factions in Jianghai to come to the Martial Arts Department to discuss this matter together!"

"Yes!"

Bai Jun watched as his subordinate went to notify the various factions, then decided to give Gu Yan a call.

At the Gu Family residence.

Gu Yan was also awakened by a phone call.

He answered lazily, "Hey~ Bai Jun~ What’s the matter so early in the morning?"

On the other end of the line, Bai Jun heard Gu Yan's lazy tone and couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.

Sometimes he truly wanted to ask, Gu Yan, do you really care about the situation in Jianghai?

He sighed and said, "The Wang Family from the ancient martial arts world was completely annihilated by Night yesterday."

This incident is too heinous. You'd better hurry to the Martial Arts Department. Many people will probably suspect you.

"You’d better control your temper."

Gu Yan, hearing this, revealed a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Perfect, it was exactly as he had planned.

He then pretended to be shocked, "What! The Wang Family was wiped out? Don’t worry, I’ll be right there!"

Click!

The phone call ended.

Gu Yan's expression gradually turned cheerful. Heh heh, everything is going according to plan~~~

The dark night of Jianghai is almost here~~ I wonder if Qingqiu will join in the fun~~

....

....

At the Leng Family residence.

Shangguan Miaoyin stood in the shadows, her tone serious, "Mistress, the counterfeit night [Fake Night] has struck again."

"The disciples of the Wang Family who came here have been annihilated."

Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu’s brows furrowed tightly.

This Fake Night had struck again, and the speed at which they acted was so fast.

Even though there were so many martial arts factions in Jianghai, their actions were still so brazen.

Who could it be?

After thinking for a moment, Leng Qingqiu glanced at Shangguan Miaoyin, who had come to report, and asked, "Have you found out who was impersonating Night?"

Shangguan Miaoyin hesitated slightly, as if she hadn’t expected the Fake Night to be that person. She respectfully replied, "Mistress, according to the investigation at the scene."

"The Fake Night... is most likely the Heavenly Demon Sect!!"

"There were traces of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s killing methods at the scene."

"And the phrase [Night will ultimately extinguish all evil] was also left at the scene."

"It can be inferred that the previous incidents were also committed by the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Leng Qingqiu pondered upon hearing this.

The Heavenly Demon Sect impersonating Night? And then killing the martial arts factions that came here?

That doesn’t make sense... Why would they do that? Is it to eliminate rival factions?

And... why did they expose their own techniques this time? Are they idiots?

But... if they were trying to eliminate rival factions,

then... what about the first time they appeared, when they killed those ordinary mortals?

There were no traces of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s techniques at the scene.

No, no, no... This isn’t that simple.

Leng Qingqiu thought for a moment and slowly said, "Continue investigating. This matter isn’t as simple as it seems. We can stay behind the scenes, but we must grasp who the Fake Night really is."

Shangguan Miaoyin nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

She left.

Leng Qingqiu was left with a heavy heart as events continued to pile up.

The Fake Night, the demonic martial artist at Jianghai High School, now the Heavenly Demon Sect...

Tsk...

How many things have infiltrated Jianghai?

....

....

Soon.

At the Martial Arts Department in Jianghai, in a large conference room.

A slideshow video was projected onto the screen.

The footage showed the entire process of Mo Tianyun’s slaughter of the Wang Family disciples last night.

Everyone's faces were grim as they watched the Wang Family disciples turn into desiccated corpses one after another.

Click.

Bai Jun, as the head of Jianghai, naturally started the meeting.

He closed the video with a solemn expression and scanned the room. "As you have just seen,"

"This is the footage preserved by Wang Lin, the young master of the Wang Family, before his death using a secret technique. This footage was extracted from the mind of the Wang Family’s son in the secular world."

"Considering the previous events, I would like to ask if anyone has any thoughts?"

"This so-called [Night]. Is it resurrected, or is it just a human impostor?"

Upon hearing this, an angry middle-aged man slammed the table and roared, "Damn it! The factions that didn’t attend this meeting are few in number!"

"And among them is the Heavenly Demon Sect! Wouldn’t this footage be enough to prove something?"

"The Heavenly Demon Sect is impersonating Night!! Bringing us to Jianghai, maybe with the intention to slaughter us!"

"The answer is clear! Night is not even here; it’s all the doing of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Another voice disagreed immediately, "Even you can figure that out; do you think they couldn’t have foreseen it?"

"There are traces of Heavenly Demon Sect techniques all over the scene; it’s hard not to connect the dots."

"But just think, if you were impersonating Night, would you reveal your own sect’s techniques? Use your brain, will you?"

The middle-aged man, feeling embarrassed for being refuted, retorted angrily, "Demons are demons! Once a demon, always a demon!"

"Their actions are always extremely arrogant!"

"In my opinion, we should return to the ancient martial arts world! Annihilate the Heavenly Demon Sect immediately!"

"Better to kill wrongly than to let them go!"

This statement sparked dissatisfaction among many demonic factions.

"What do you mean! If it weren’t for Night, do you think we’d be sitting here calmly talking?"

"Yes, don’t think your righteous path is any nobler! We’re all martial artists; no one’s any better than the other!"

"We’re all in the official department now; I advise you not to stir up trouble!"

Seeing the situation escalating, Guo Tianyun of Carefree Mountain snorted coldly, interrupting the commotion. "Enough, stop arguing!"

"I know about the secret technique used by the Wang Family to preserve this footage. It’s impossible to fake!"

"Even if Mo Tianyun isn’t Night, he must have something to do with Night!"

"The fact that they killed the Wang Family disciples is undeniable!"

"The priority is to find Mo Tianyun of the Heavenly Demon Sect! Capture them to see what’s going on."

As a grandmaster and an elder of the ancient martial arts world, Guo Tianyun’s words were met with approval from many.

At that moment, someone noticed a key figure missing from the gathering.

"Where’s Gu Tianming?"

"Why isn’t the Gu Family here?"

Everyone realized that the Gu Family wasn’t present.

Considering the previous conflict between Gu Yan and Mo Tianyun... Could it be?

Bai Jun was also a bit helpless. They were bound to suspect Gu Yan.

Speaking of which, why hadn’t he arrived yet??

Just as he was thinking.

Click~

The door was slowly pushed open.

Two figures walked in.

"Ah, sorry, we’re a bit late because we brought someone along."

"Are we too late?"

Everyone turned their attention to the entrance, their hearts skipping a beat.

Gu Yan walked in without any sincerity in his apology, and behind him... was Ning Qian of Dragon King Mountain!!

Everyone was stunned into silence.

They couldn’t understand why these two would be together.

Could it be that Dragon King Mountain was also implicated with Night? The very idea made people feel ridiculous for even considering it.

Shangguan Miaoyin, who had been sitting indifferently in the corner, saw Gu Yan and narrowed her eyes slightly. Oh? Is he interested in this too?

On the surface, she smiled faintly and waved at him, "Gu Yan, come over here!"

Gu Yan saw the other person and, after smiling, walked over.

Bai Jun saw that everyone was present and cleared his throat: "Alright, since everyone's here, let's continue our strategy meeting."

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