Heavenly War God

It was none other than the token that fell from Nian Fanchen's body. - - - wordless token.    

Shen Yih was extremely familiar with the piece of paper that the butler had given to the High Lord. It was the same military token that he had signed with the Northern Mountain Wolf King.    

Thinking about it, the stewards of the eight noble families must have secretly stolen it from the Northern Mountain Wolf King.    

The wordless command slowly floated up in the butler's hand.    

Immediately after, the wordless token started to spin in the air. It spun faster and faster until it finally emitted a snow-white light.    

This light illuminated the entire hall until it was daytime.    

Shen Yih made a fuss in his heart. He wanted to sneak attack a High Lord while everyone's eyes were on the wordless token.    

Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly heard the lazy voice of the High Lord. "Great Master Shen Yih, don't be in a hurry to attack. It's a good choice to watch the wonderful scenery of the Asura Race. "    

Shen Yih was surprised. Could this Lord have the ability to predict the future?    

If that was the case, it meant that the master's cultivation was about to arrive in the Immortal World.    

Shen Yih was discouraged and didn't act rashly.    

Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang's faces were ashen.    

This Exalt was simply an insurmountable mountain to them.    

Anyone who was a Cultivation understood that to be able to see through one's thoughts, one had to possess an extremely high level of cultivation.    

Between the two of them, Shen Yih was already standing on the ceiling.    

They never imagined that this Asura race High Lord would have reached such a boundary.    

In this situation, let alone taking revenge, it was a different story whether he could go out or not.    

However, in Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang's hearts, they had long since cast life and death aside.    

Since they could not go out today, killing a few Asura subordinates to vent their hatred was not bad either.    

The most awkward person was Ouyang Ling, who had brought Shen Yih and the others here.    

Initially, he wanted to use Shen Yih and the others to achieve his goal of rising to the top.    

Furthermore, he had thought of all the changes in the situation. He was confident that he would be able to handle any situation no matter what.    

As long as Shen Yih and the others were enemies, he only needed to say a few words and he would be able to get rid of him completely.    

However, what made him feel awkward had happened. There was no chance for him to make a sound in this hall.    

The only way now was to wait for the High Lord to give the order to kill Shen Yih and the others, then he would be the first to rush forward.    

Only by doing so could he make his mistakes smaller.    

When he thought of the Asura Race's methods of punishing people, Ouyang Ling inadvertently shivered.    

At the same time, he was also filled with regret.    

If he hadn't been greedy, this wouldn't have happened.    

Luo Jinhan had brought him here, and Luo Jinhan had been chosen by the High Lord himself. This had nothing to do with him at all.    

The more Ouyang Ling thought about it, the angrier he became. He hid in the dark and fiercely slapped himself twice.    

The wordless token's light finally dimmed. Then, a translucent barrier appeared not far in front of the hall.    

Images appeared on the barrier under the illumination of the wordless token.    

It seemed that wherever the wordless token passed by, everything that happened here was completely recorded by the wordless token.    

Shen Yih's heart was overwhelmed with shock. Even though the Asura Race had fallen to such a state, they were still like insects that would never die. There must be a Technique that they could use to survive.    

The butler waved his hand and controlled the scene on the barrier. When Nian Fanchen was killed, the wordless order fell out.    

At this time, the speed of the scene slowed down. Although there was no sound, the things that happened in the scene could be seen clearly.    

Just as everyone was looking at the scene on the barrier, Shen Yih secretly used the Technique to transmit his meaning to Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang's minds.    

Shen Yih clearly assigned a mission: he would deal with the Asura Race High Lords alone. Luo Jinhan would deal with the High Priest, while Nian Zhengyang would deal with the mighty warrior.    

Shen Yih could feel the Shen Yihs of the High Priest and warrior. He should be able to deal with Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang.    

Shen Yih could not guarantee that there was only this High Lord.    

Nian Zhengyang had long wanted to rush out and kill to his heart's content. Because he did not receive Shen Yih's orders, he had been suppressing himself and did not make a move.    

When Shen Yih's meaning was conveyed, Nian Zhengyang rushed to the side of the warrior with a swoosh.    

On the screen of the barrier, it was showing the scene of Shen Yih and the Northern Mountain Wolf King arguing.    

The warrior didn't even look at the screen of the barrier. He kept staring at Shen Yih and Luo Jinhan.    

Seeing that Nian Zhengyang finally rushed out, the warrior sneered and shouted. "Good timing!"    

The sword in his hand was still out of his body.    

Nian Zhengyang's stomach was filled with anger. Seeing that he could not get revenge and that he was going to lose his life here, when he rushed towards the warriors, he conveniently cut off a few of the underlings beside him.    

The poor subordinates did not even have the chance to react before they turned into a wisp of smoke and wandering ghosts.    

Shen Yih and Luo Jinhan also moved at the same time, rushing towards the High Lord and High Priest respectively.    

At this time, a large net suddenly appeared above their heads.    

This net was like sticking to the roof, suddenly enveloping the entire hall.    

Shen Yih took a look at the net. He was distracted. In the blink of an eye, the net had arrived in front of him.    

He wanted to dodge, but the net seemed to have eyes. It stuck onto Shen Yih's body, and he couldn't dodge it no matter how hard he tried.    

Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang's situation was even worse. Their cultivations were much lower than Shen Yih's. The net wrapped around their necks and they could not move in an instant.    

Shen Yih tried a few times, but he still could not tear off the net that stuck to his body. Not long after, the other corners of the net also surrounded Shen Yih.    

Before Shen Yih could react, These nets with eyes wrapped around him like a big dumpling.    

After the three of them were completely grabbed, the net suddenly split open and turned into three pieces.    

Although Nian Zhengyang was tightly tied up, the anger on his face didn't diminish in the slightest. He glared angrily at the Asura Race High Lord.    

Without this net, Nian Zhengyang's expression could be considered majestic.    

But now that he was wrapped up like a dumpling, coupled with his angry expression, it was somewhat comical.    

Luo Jinhan's situation was not much better either. Although he was much better than Nian Zhengyang, the net had completely wrapped around his body except his hair. He was in an extremely sorry state for a moment.    

Among the three of them, only Shen Yih was slightly better. Although he was wrapped by the net, Shen Yih's face remained indifferent.    

"That's right! Not bad! Worthy of being called a Master, he's still so calm even after being caught! "    

At this time, the High Lord's words carried a bit of emotion, although there was a hint of ridicule in them.    

"However, if you knew how we dealt with our enemies, I wonder if you would still be so calm. "