Divine Emperor of Death

After leaving the estate and the city, Davis arrived at the Thirty-Second Fire Phoenix City in less than an hour.

Although he found that he could use the Spatial Teleportation Formation in the city to get to the Thirty-Fourth Second Fire Phoenix City for a certain amount of immortal crystals and figured that he could also travel to other cities as the formation could be connected to a few other cities, he didn't and instead bought spatial talismans to transport himself long distances.

At one time, he almost encountered bandits, but he was able to warp out quickly using another spatial talisman. This was one of the disadvantages of using spatial talismans, as it pokes a hole in space, and the resulting disturbance attracts unwanted attention. However, Davis didn't mind it.

After all, it was better than being tracked. He didn't want to be known to have come from the Thirty-Fourth Fire Phoenix City. That's why he didn't take the Spatial Teleportation Formation in that city.

After arriving near the Thirty-Second Fire Phoenix City's outskirts, he changed his persona to Feng Chu and then disguised himself as Dead End, basically having two layers, and entered the city, making his way to the disguised branch of the Ghost Tear Hall.

Approaching the alleyway, he couldn't help but feel that there were more eyes on the lookout than last time, making him wonder if people were looking for him or if something else was going on. He ignored them and walked into the shop, and like last time, the genuine mercenaries sat there.

However, the receptionist saw him at a glance and eyed him, telling him to enter the back of the building.

Davis didn't make a fuss and walked to the back door. He found a few more doors but not knowing what to do, he brought his outer disciple status plate out and saw the circular medallion resonating towards the left, causing him to take the left door.

After he took that door, the scenery changed, and he was again in a new space, narrowed and downtrodden, that appeared like a cellar. It was pitch-black, and people's first instinct would be to retreat as the unknown terrified them.

However, Davis continued down this path and finally arrived at a basement where there was a sleeping guard.

Davis was unbothered by this Level Nine Immortal and walked past him, opening the door and entering a new location that caused his eyes to blind slightly.

"So many treasures but not easily attainable..."

"Fuck, someone killed my sworn brother a few days ago… They better not show their face in front of me or else…!"

"Senior sister, care to have a drink?"

"Courting death!~"

A series of voices fell on his ears as he looked around, noticing that this location was similar to the front, except there were many people, around twenty-eight or so.

All seemed to be assassins at a glance with their black robes and hooded figures, sometimes masked or disguised. Some even wore the Ghost Tear Hall's disciple uniforms, but it didn't seem like a requirement since assassins have to be flexible at all times, and the Ghost Tear Hall didn't care about uniforms.

Some gave him a momentary glance, but that was all. They returned to their chatter, talking amongst themselves. However, someone did indeed approach him.

"What are you doing here, Dead End? Did you come here to purchase some skills last time you didn't think of purchasing?"

It was the receptionist.

Davis could tell that this receptionist was the same person as the one outside. However, this seemed to be a soul body in front of him.

'No… an avatar…?'

He couldn't tell just with his eyes. However, Davis looked around and saw that many people turned to look at him once they heard 'Dead End'. It seemed like Wolfhowl could be one of them, but he didn't care.

"Well, you are right." Davis shrugged, "After I submit a mission that I accepted, that is..."

"…"

The receptionist's slanted eyes narrowed, his face looking at him with an amused expression, "Sure, what kind of validation do you have?"

"Should I give it here?"

"Of course, if you wish to keep it anonymous, follow me."

The receptionist shrugged and took him to one of the many doors aligned in the four corners. Davis didn't know which one led to which room but still followed, ending up arriving before a secluded room and a giant altar.

"Alright, show me the proof of your kill. This formation will help us tell if the targets you killed are still alive or not through intricacies I don't even know a thing about but believe."

"A Karmic Formation?" Davis raised his brows in astonishment while the receptionist nodded.

Davis couldn't help but find the altar fascinating. There was just a rugged circle on the altar, but its workings could only be figured out by someone who knows constructs, formations, and Karma Laws. In his eyes, this certainly wasn't the work of any average immortal.

Waving his hand, he summoned the remains of the triplets out of his spatial ring and waited to witness the activation of the formation. However, it didn't seem to activate, causing him to turn to look at the receptionist, who had his eyes wide open.

"It was you…?"

He had thought Dead End would've taken some more missions in other branches and thought of completing them but didn't think he would've really completed one of the three missions that he picked in this branch. After all, even within their grade, those three missions were considered highly difficult, troubling even inner disciples and core disciples alike.

Usually, mortals can only reach the status of inner disciples, and immortals can reach a higher status like a core disciple and above. Therefore, the Early Immortal Grade Mission would even have core disciples competing for them.

"Isn't it obvious? Those who meet Dead End will have their lives forfeit!" Davis declared.

Although he said that, Davis didn't say that he was abandoning the mission to assassinate Haijin Minn. Instead, he was going to wait for it to expire and pay the fine, that is, if other assassins don't get to Haijin Minn in the first place.

The receptionist's eyes turned normal, finally recognized Dead End as someone who didn't abuse their wealth to enter the Ghost Tear Hall.

"That's three heads of the bandit triplets, although not intact, are preserved and easily identifiable."

"You're not going to run the formation?" Davis's excitement fell.

"No need." The receptionist shook his head, "The fact that they're dead has already been spread far and wide, and it's also confirmed by our assassins, not to mention that the bandit power's people are furious beyond compare, declaring that the Ghost Tear Hall have assassinated their young leaders. I was initially confused, wondering who framed us as no one came forward to submit the mission, but now I understand that they had stumbled upon… a Dead End."

"Ahaha!"

Davis laughed. But inwardly, he wondered why that Immortal King didn't spread his name. After all, he declared himself Dead End before that weak remnant soul could disappear.

'Oh, are they expecting that I would respond to the blank name so that they could catch me on the run when I revisit the scene?'

Davis couldn't help but continue to laugh boisterously. He wasn't a psychopath to be checking the news and take joy in people becoming fearful of his name. In fact, the fewer people knew of him, the better his life would be. However, he could understand the reasoning behind this silly game.

After all, he had left behind his name for a reason. If it didn't spread and raise his reputation, it should usually upset him, the assassin. Through all means, he should return to the scene and try to make a fuss in the form of terrorizing people so that they may come to know him again, but he wasn't going to do that.

He was going to do the next mission, becoming excited, not for the next mission but to receive the reward that the receptionist brought to him.

Each of the bandit triplet's heads constituted twenty million immortal crystals, making it so that he received sixty million immortal crystals upon mission submission!

Unfortunately, there was no bonus reward, unlike Haijin Minn's assassination mission but nevertheless, to think he had gained about a hundred and fifty million immortal crystals from the assassination of these three bandits alone. Davis felt like he had lucked out.

"I assume you want to buy some techniques now, so follow me."

The receptionist took him out of the secluded room, but within a few steps, he was instantly blocked by a black-robed, wolf-masked assassin.

"I, Wolfhowl, will initiate a Shadow Battle against Dead End for murdering the people of my group. Dead End, do you dare accept the battle?"