The atmosphere in the room felt somewhat eerie.

Han Caldwell was quite embarrassed.

Devlin was even more embarrassed.

Kill Devlin, save Han Caldwell.

But where is the person?

Did they escape?

Devlin and Han Caldwell were in this room.

Where were they going?

To save whom?

To kill whom?

Is this a joke?

Everyone was here!

Outside was calm.

Devlin cautiously walked out and checked through the surveillance.

Trying to confirm if those people were pretending to leave, attempting to lure them out.

But it was terrifyingly quiet outside.

"Did they go far?" Devlin asked aloud.

"We..." the informant hesitated, "We don't dare go out and check..."

"Useless! A bunch of useless people! Find out the truth for me, or you'll face me with your heads!"

Devlin kicked him down, pacing restlessly in the surveillance room.

What on earth is happening!

What play are these people acting out today?

"Mr. Devlin, what's the situation outside?" Lin Zhan asked as he returned.

"Not clear yet, but for now, we haven't been in any danger." Devlin pointed at Han Caldwell, "Keep an eye on him. Everyone stays in this room today. No one goes out. Watch and wait for changes!"

"Damn it, it's creepy!" Lin Zhan was bewildered.

Completely puzzled.

...

"Commander, the central army received your message and has gathered outside Moon Manor."

Larkin Davenport's deputy informed him by his side.

Their team had taken a detour, heading straight for Moon Manor.

Though there were some obstacles along the way, they posed no difficulties.

Some were simply brushed aside.

"Very good! Devlin, that cursed wretch, has trapped Mr. Han Caldwell in Moon Manor! General Sutton is also confined there. If it weren't for Mr. Han Caldwell secretly sending a message, how could we have guessed!"

Larkin Davenport sat in the car, turning off all communication devices.

At times like these, he couldn't be disturbed.

They were to attack Moon Manor with lightning speed.

"The central command only has the fake Saint Owner around, what a joke! Devlin's cunning and deceitful, I must kill him with my own hands!"

He issued the command, "Follow the map's route, shut down anything that could reveal our location, move swiftly! We must strike Moon Manor at lightning speed!"

"Yes!"

The deputy immediately left.

...

At the foot of Demarco Mount.

Cold Nelson anxiously paced inside a room.

He had already investigated; the Heaven Opened Book indeed had the power to help him break free from the Undead Tribe and control Eliezer Pine and others.

Such news was undoubtedly like a stimulant for him!

"Holy One, the matters of Moon Manor have been clear; the Heaven Opened Book is indeed there, in West Tower's possession. In just half a day, countless masters rushed to the manor, with many casualties!"

The official who went to investigate hurriedly reported to Cold Nelson. "Holy One, if not for the treasure, why would these people go to such lengths? Additionally, I've received a piece of information."

"Speak! What information!" Cold Nelson was thrilled!

If this were true, it would be a turning point in his life.

"It seems Kunlun Mountain is also very concerned about this thing; all their main forces have quietly relocated and are speeding towards Moon Manor. Their command post is merely a shell."

The official continued.

"Good! It's basically confirmed! Based on my investigation, West Tower has always been dissatisfied with Han Caldwell; the two are like fire and water! No doubt, Han Caldwell learned of this news and wants to seize the Heaven Opened Book! After all, those from Kunlun Mountain are mostly from the Undead Tribe, they need it more than we do!"

Cold Nelson squinted, smiling. "A heaven-sent opportunity, we must not miss it! Moreover, we are the closest to Moon Manor, the journey is shorter than theirs."

"Holy One, this matter is highly significant. Please consider carefully! Although Kunlun Mountain's people have left now, we also need to guard against the possibility of them using the trick of luring the tiger away from its mountain."

The official advised.

He was Cold Nelson's confidant, aware of Cold Nelson's current physical condition.

To make such a decision without Eliezer Pine's approval was still very risky.

"The opportunity is only this once!" Cold Nelson hissed quietly, "Eliezer Pine has always treated me like a puppet, finally, she's not here this time! If I can't seize this opportunity, I'll have none in my life!"

"But..."

The official still felt apprehensive.

"There's no 'but'! Immediately bring the elites, join me in heading to Moon Manor! I must personally campaign and obtain the Heaven Opened Book before Eliezer Pine finds out! Otherwise, it's eternal ruin!"

Cold Nelson donned an ordinary soldier's outfit, tossing his dragon robe to the official: "Next, you will impersonate me. Regardless, stall for 24 hours! In twenty-four hours, I will return with the Heaven Opened Book!"

Having said that, he gave the official no chance to resist, took out a sword symbolizing the Holy One, and left the room.

In no time.

Storms were impending.

Meanwhile, Julius Reed was enjoying the show and music in an inn at Moon Manor.

Reveling in delight.

Some always fancy themselves clever, while the truly wise never say a word.

Suddenly.

His phone rang.

It was a text message.

'Andrew is dead.'

Seeing the message, Julius Reed was slightly stunned.

He only learned of Andrew's arrival at Moon Manor later.

But his death was quite sudden.

'Who did it?'

Julius Reed replied.

'Grace River.'

Upon seeing the message, Julius Reed raised his glass and poured it on the floor.

He's seen plenty like Andrew.

There are always those in history who fancy themselves exceptional, fantasize about standing atop others.

But in the end, it's always a tragedy.

Sitting atop the inn, he could oversee the situation at the city gate.

The gates of Moon Manor were tightly shut, Sword Cultivators patrolled the streets in anxiety.

With Darrell Percival dead, the whole city plunged into panic.

In response to this emergency, Levin Lake urgently ordered the city sealed, all Sword Cultivators dispatched, ceaselessly patrolling.

And Levin Lake himself, hurried to the forging platform to seek help from the Ancestor.

This is not just a city, but the forging platform here is of utmost importance!

In fact, Moon Manor was founded primarily because of this forging platform.

Yet when Levin Lake reached the platform, he was stunned.

The door was broken.

But weren't there guards here!

"Come over!"

He shouted loudly to the Tennyson Cultivator Leader.

"Manor Owner..." Tennyson Cultivator Leader dared not blink, but seeing the broken door, he fainted on the spot.

"Useless! Truly useless!" Levin Lake picked up the sword from the ground and rushed inside!

Fortunately,

there wasn't much change inside.

He wandered within, his gaze suddenly anchored on a cigarette butt on the floor.

"Hmm?" Levin Lake crouched down, picking up the cigarette butt, sensing something unusual.

Da Qianmen!

He suddenly remembered a person!

It's said that Devlin loves smoking Da Qianmen!

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