Master of Strange Dao

It meant he had already rescued some of the Yin Family members.

He also gave King Xiang a signal, indicating that he had found people.

He left the lake and on the edge, he laid out a camouflage formation without any formation fluctuations, concealing his power and quietly waiting inside.

An hour later, a Black Robed Man descended from the sky.

Yu Ziqing slightly drooped his eyelids, observing with his peripheral vision. Just one glance, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

After turning its head, it was actually a person without any facial features.

Seeming to sense something, the figure hovered mid-air, looking around, but discovered nothing. Only the fish in the lake came to the surface as if watching him. The next moment, the fish blew some bubbles and swam away.

The Black Robed Man turned away and dived into the lake, vanishing from sight.

Moments later, the Black Robed Man flew out again, transforming into a tunneling light that disappeared on the spot.

Yu Ziqing, with drooping eyelids, had only remembered the Black Robed Man by his blank face, as white as a sheet of paper.

"Lou Huai, have you captured that person's aura?"

"Captured it. That person's aura is very strange, extremely strange, not like a normal human being."

"That's because it's not a normal person."

He had always thought that Dazhen's Faceless Men were just those fellows with masks. Could it be that Faceless Man was meant literally?

This was something he had never heard of.

He had sent out a message, and King Xiang hadn't arrived yet, but a faceless fellow had arrived first.

It couldn't possibly be a leak of information, only that the situation in the Abyss must have been discovered by others, who then sent out a message, and immediately someone came here to investigate.

That fellow might still be lurking nearby.

Yu Ziqing continued to sit with his eyes closed inside the camouflage formation, unmoving, like a stone.

Indeed, after the time it took for one incense stick to burn, the Black Robed Man who had flown away reappeared above the lake and continued to survey the surroundings before diving back into the lake.

After a while, he emerged again, looked toward the north, and then his body silently vanished on the spot.

Yu Ziqing's Yin God suddenly opened his eyes, reflecting everything around him, yet found nothing.

This time, that person must have really left. The previous flight was purely an act.

Yet, Yu Ziqing continued to sit motionless.

Only when he sensed a Flying Boat approaching from the north did he enter the Seventh Floor ring.

He began to contact No.1.

It was almost time to stir things up.

The An Family certainly wasn't the mastermind, but that wasn't important.

Yu Ziqing now needed someone else to attract attention somewhere else, drawing those people's gazes away.

No one was more suitable than Old Song for this kind of job. That fellow was like a rabid dog, as long as he was given the opportunity, he would definitely bite the An Family to death, never letting go.

As Yu Ziqing began summoning, on the other side,

Song Chengyue looked expressionlessly at the visitor, listening to the other party's incessant chatter that seemed earnestly persuasive.

"Lord Song, I'm truly concerned for you. Nowadays, everyone's saying that you've gotten involved in the struggle between the Crown Prince and the Princes, and moreover, you're siding with the Crown Prince..."

"Who you side with is none of my business, but if you keep babbling in front of me, that means you're stupid."

Song Chengyue, feeling the summons, ran out of patience completely. He kicked the man, turning him into a fading shadow that flew out of the Jinyi Wei government office through mid-air.

He closed his eyes and went straight to the Seventh Floor.

Seeing someone in the position of No.7, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief, yet also a tightening of anxiety.

"No.1, you've been to Shiliang City, haven't you?"

"I've been there, I've seen it."

"Then I have some intelligence that you might want," Yu Ziqing said straightforwardly, without asking for a price. "On a secluded spot on the eastern peninsula of Dazhen, a tiny Abyssal Rift has appeared."

Yu Ziqing pointed, and a stream of power materialized the scene he had recorded on the Jade Scroll in mid-air.

No.1 saw the scene, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

It was nearly identical to what he had seen in Shiliang City before.

And surely, this was not the same location as the previous Abyssal Rift.

"Moreover, this rift was discovered by people from Dazhen, and I'm afraid many things will follow," Yu Ziqing added.

No.1 fell silent for a moment, thoughts rapidly spinning in his mind. He bowed slightly, and without asking Yu Ziqing what information he wanted, he said,

"Thank you."

No.1 left in a hurry. Inside the Seventh Floor, he trusted the intelligence he received to be genuine.

The more succinct and clear it was, the less likely there was to be any half-true information delivered with the effect of a false report.

Over time, people from the Seventh Floor had established some unspoken understandings.

Song Chengyue opened his eyes but did not rush into action. He continued to sit there, pondering.

Pondering the changes this information might bring.

An hour later, he didn't rush to deploy troops, but instead went to the Langya Institute alone, quietly.

The Stone Puppet once again stopped him. Song Chengyue bowed slightly.

"I need to see the Deans. Please report my arrival."

The Stone Puppet remained silent, vanishing on the spot.

Shortly after, the Puppet returned and led him through a side door into the Langya Institute.

In one of the secret rooms, Dean Cheng who was on duty had already arrived, and Dean Wu from the previous time was there too, but this Dean Wu wore a serious face, showing little warmth towards Song Chengyue.

A few moments later, six Deans arrived.

"Lord Song, coming alone like this, I believe you wouldn't be here without necessity. So whatever it is, just say it," Dean Cheng spoke relatively politely.