The night silently envelops the heavens and the earth, covering everything. Under the moonless and starless night, the sparkling Jinsha River fell silent, and no sound could be heard except for the sound of the river flowing eastward.

In the Jinsha Black Market under the Jinsha River, most of the people are sleeping, but there are also people who are talking at night with candles, enduring long nights, passing the boring time with lonely and empty conversations.

Inside a detached house in the dark downtown area, the dim candlelight still lights in the center room. Under the light of the lights, two figures clearly appeared on the window lattice.

The reflected figure is Ye Feng and the Silver King disguised as the Spirit Casting Grandmaster Sun Quan. The two men sat on chairs in the room, staring at each other, both in utter shock in each other's eyes.

Just now, Ye Feng interrogated the real soul casting master Sun Quan, and got a piece of news that shocked him deeply.

In this grand gathering of soul casters, except for the Hidden King, all the Soul Casters gathered together and plotted to completely defeat the new Hidden King who inherited the mantle of the Hidden King. Moreover, in order to deal with the Hidden King, they have come up with several poisonous schemes, one of which is that if the collective impeachment fails, they will turn their faces and kill the new Hidden King on the spot.

All the grandmaster-level figures dealt with one person, and this person was also a newcomer who had recently been promoted to become the Hidden King, which made Ye Feng and the Silver King all feel a tremor from the bottom of their hearts.

If he wasn't a spirit caster, Ye Feng would never know the darkness that belonged to this circle. However, Ye Feng knew one thing clearly, no matter how strong the Hidden King was, he would definitely not be able to confront this group of old guys who were plotting and colluding.

"Are you going to Canglang Restaurant tomorrow?" asked the Silver King, slightly alarmed.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and he was also a little hesitant in his heart. Originally, he looked for the Hidden King in order to ask for help from the Hidden King through the token and ask him to help find the Taiyi Divine Tree. But now that he learned that the Hidden King couldn't even protect himself, Ye Feng knew very well that even if he took out the Hidden King's order, the Hidden King might not be able to help him do anything.

Now, it doesn't seem to make sense to go to Canglang Restaurant or not, and the Hidden King Order, which has always been treasured by Ye Feng, seems to have become a piece of scrap iron.

"Go. Why don't you go, just watch a good show, and we should go too. And haven't you always wanted to be a disciple of the Hidden King? At this time, the Hidden King is in a lot of crisis, if you can come forward to save him, wouldn't it be easy to get what he wanted?" Ye Feng said that the Silver King got what he wanted, but he was making his own calculations in his heart.

Before he was sure that the Hidden King would definitely be defeated, he should go to the Canglang Restaurant anyway. Moreover, Ye Feng thought to himself that if the Hidden King fought with others in terms of power, he would rather offend other spirit casters than help the Hidden King, and then use the Hidden King's powerful connections to find the whereabouts of the Taiyi Divine Tree for him.

The night was silently driven away by the white belly of the fish rising in the east, and when the sky was completely bright, the guardian's respectful voice came from outside the door.

"Master Sun, the carriage is ready, shall we leave now?"

The Silver King glanced at Ye Feng, and when he saw Ye Feng's head, he said loudly, "Yes, we'll leave now." ”

Outside the door, a carriage pulled by a black horse rests quietly on the street. Seeing that the guardian lifted the curtain, the Silver King stretched out his hand to Ye Feng very politely and invited Ye Feng to get into the car.

Seeing Ye Feng walking out of the Silver King's room, wearing a black power suit and wearing a black gauze hat hanging on his head, many guardians showed a hint of fear on their faces.

Last night, Ye Feng came to visit, and quietly knocked out the three guardians who were patrolling and keeping vigil. Thinking of Ye Feng's unaware super strength, these guardians felt their scalps tingle.

The guardian who was in charge of pulling the carriage knew that Sun Quan was going to Canglang Restaurant today.

Under the driver's drive, in less than half a pillar of incense, the carriage came to the periphery of Canglang Restaurant.

Restaurants that used to be closed in the early morning are now overcrowded. Horse-drawn carriages came from all directions on the streets of the city, and all of them stopped when they reached the entrance of the restaurant.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and more than thirty soul casters of different ages, but all of them were full of pride, stepped out of the carriage.

Seeing Sun Quan, disguised as the Silver King, coming here with a strange and mysterious person, those soul casters who were familiar with Sun Quan couldn't help but have a hint of suspicion in their eyes.

"Sun Quan, who is this person?" asked a middle-aged man wearing a sky-blue satin gown with extraordinary instruments and a particularly gloomy face.

Seeing the man, the Silver King's pupils shrank slightly. With his knowledge of the Soul Caster, he could recognize the identity of the man in gorgeous clothes in front of him at a glance.

This man is also a Soul Casting Grandmaster, and he is a very famous existence among all Spirit Casting Masters. Even Sun Quan, who was disguised as the Silver King at the moment, had to accompany him with a smiling face when he saw this Soul Casting Grandmaster named Wang Heng.

"Master Wang, this is an old friend of Sun, who happened to meet yesterday in the Jinsha black market. Having said this, the Silver King winked at Wang Heng and whispered, "My old friend is a rare sword cultivator, and he can help us complete our plan, so I brought him with me." ”

"Oh, so he's also a supporter of us?" asked Wang Heng coldly.

"That's nature, and if he didn't support us, I wouldn't have brought him. The Silver King nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Wang Heng's face was still not good, the Silver King lowered his voice again and said, "Master, this friend of mine is not weaker than the strong man of the Sword Sect. If the conversation collapses in a while, the matter of killing the Hidden King will be handed over to my friend. ”

The Silver King's words made Wang Heng's gloomy face gradually soothe. He no longer asked about Ye Feng, and slowly walked towards the Canglang Restaurant. Behind Wang Heng, a group of spirit casters followed closely behind him, expressing their support for Wang Heng's position.

Seeing Wang Heng enter the Canglang Restaurant, the Silver King breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained to Ye Feng that this Soul Casting Grandmaster named Wang Heng was a super powerhouse second only to the Hidden King in strength among the Spirit Casting Masters. The impeachment of the Hidden King this time is probably also Wang Heng's idea, and its purpose may be to snatch the Hidden King's position as the king of the soul casting world.

With Sun Quan's identity and invitation, Ye Feng and Yinwang did not have to spend too much trouble entering the restaurant.

After entering the restaurant, the Silver King sat down on the seat with Sun Quan's name written on it, while Ye Feng stood behind Sun Quan like a guard.

Glancing at the location of the main hall on the first floor of the restaurant, Ye Feng's gaze suddenly froze.

Originally, he thought that the grand event of the soul caster, with more than 30 spirit casters coming, was good, but now it seems that he still underestimated the appeal of the spirit caster.

In the lobby of the restaurant, which is a kilometer radius, there are more than 70 tables for single use. Behind every table now sits a Soul Smith.

"Seventy soul casters against one person, even if the old Yin King comes, even if the old Yin King comes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the dilemma of failure. While Ye Feng was secretly speculating in his heart, his perception continued to sweep over the many soul casters and guardians around him, and he had already achieved a good idea of the sword strength of everyone present.

There were many soul casters present, and their kendo cultivation was not weak, but it was not extremely high. Ye Feng's perception keenly captured that among this group of Spirit Casting Grandmasters, there were less than ten of them who possessed the strength of a ninth-level Sword Emperor. Although the strength of these spirit casters was average, the strength of the guards behind them was far from comparable to that of ordinary sword cultivators.

Ye Feng clearly sensed that among the sword cultivators behind this group of spirit casters, there were more than a dozen forces that were not weaker than the powerhouses of the Sword Sect. Especially the three sword cultivators behind Wang Heng who were silent with their swords, their strength was even more unfathomable. Ye Feng's perception touched the bodies of the three people, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared in an instant.

"Wang Heng actually has three guards who are not weaker than the strength of the second-level Sword Sect. Ye Feng's heart was full of shock. Now, he is even more eager to see the Hidden King, and he wants to see if the new Hidden King has the ability to get out of the current crisis.

Among the seventy-three spirit casters who participated in the meeting, except for the main protagonist of the conference, the Hidden King, who did not come, all of them were here.

Seeing that it was time for the conference to be held, but the new Yin King had still not arrived, and the eyes of Taishan Beidou in the many spirit caster circles present all showed resentment.

At this conference, they originally wanted to impeach the new Hidden King, but now that they have caught the handle of the new Hidden King, they will naturally not let it go, and they have opened their mouths to discuss and reprimand.

"Hmph, a frizzy young man, who doesn't know the height of the sky, wants to hold a conference of soul casters. Does he have a sense of time, doesn't he know that time is invaluable to us old fellows?"

"Yes, I've been doing penance lately, preparing to refine a wind-level sword, and for me now, time is more important than life. ”

"Let's wait for him to have a cup of tea, if he doesn't come again, we will simply cancel this meeting and declare it out of his control, I don't want to obey the orders of an unpunctual person!"

"Buzzing ......" There was a cacophony of noise and discussion in the hall.

Hearing everyone's unkind words, the Silver King looked nervous, while Ye Feng's brows furrowed.

Before he came, he was still very confident in the Hidden King, but now it seems that maybe he really overestimated the Hidden King. In any case, a person who does not observe time is not a person worthy of admiration.

While many soul casters were cursed in dissatisfaction, a low cough sounded on the second floor of the hotel.

The coughing sound was not very loud, but it was like a bell and drum ringing in their ears, making everyone present subconsciously shut up. Following everyone's gaze, Ye Feng also focused his attention on the staircase on the second floor.

He clearly saw that a young man of moderate stature, neither fat nor thin, was slowly walking down the stairs with his coughing mouth covered.

"How...... How to ......" Seeing the appearance of the person walking down the stairs clearly, Ye Feng, who originally had the intention of watching a play, couldn't help but tremble fiercely.

He never dreamed that the Hidden King he had worked so hard to meet was actually his old acquaintance, and he was a friend who couldn't be acquainted anymore.