With a casual flick of his hand, he killed an Innate Ninth Layer expert. The eyes behind those bronze evil-spirit masks were filled with shock and dread; none of them expected the Number One Bandit Under Heaven to be even more ruthless than members of the Black Heaven Demonic Cult, killing without hesitation over a single disagreement.
Kara Moran, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but show deep shock on her beautiful face. To kill someone from several zhang away with a single finger—such cultivation was simply terrifying.
The man wearing the silver mask, however, remained calm. He clapped his hands and said, "No wonder they call you the Number One Bandit Under Heaven. I am truly impressed!"
"Number One Bandit Under Heaven."
Hearing the silver-masked man's words, Kara Moran suddenly cried out in disbelief, staring at Ian: "You're really the Number One Bandit Under Heaven, Ian Steele?"
"The real deal," Ian nodded.
Even after Ian admitted it, Kara Moran still couldn't believe it. It seemed she once knocked him off his horse with a single sword strike, but now she was being told that the same man she had unseated was actually the supremely powerful Number One Bandit Under Heaven. The gap was just...
Ian ignored Kara Moran and fixed his gaze on the silver-masked man. "You drag me out here in the middle of the night—surely you have some reason. I hope you can give me a good excuse. Otherwise, I won’t mind slaughtering every last one of you sneaky bastards!"
By the end, Ian's tone carried a chilling edge and unmistakable killing intent.
Facing Ian’s threat, the silver-masked man’s eyes grew serious. "Chief Steele, I apologize for inviting you here in such a manner. I am Levi Li, Corpse-Ghost Hall Master of the Black Heaven Demonic Cult. This invitation comes at the command of our Cult Master—to invite you to join our Black Heaven Demonic Cult."
"An invitation? That's certainly an unusual way to invite someone!" Ian Steele sneered.
At the mention of the Black Heaven Cult, Kara Moran's expression changed dramatically. The Black Heaven Cult was the most mysterious force in the world, having risen to power eighty years ago. Its followers acted in secret and with ruthless cruelty, wiping out their enemies without mercy. That's why people also called it the Black Heaven Demonic Cult.
Because the Black Heaven Demonic Cult was so mysterious, even now, nobody knows who its Cult Master is or where its main altar is located.
No one even knows how many halls the Black Heaven Demonic Cult truly has.
Still, two halls are especially infamous. The first is the Assassins Hall—so long as you pay enough, you can hire them to kill anyone.
According to statistics, over the years, no fewer than ten thousand people have died at the hands of Assassins Hall's killers. What truly terrifies people is that the Assassins Hall has never failed a mission.
The second infamous hall is the Corpse-Ghost Hall.
Members of the Corpse-Ghost Hall prefer to operate at night. Their favorite activity is digging up other people's ancestral graves. Unlike ordinary tomb robbers, they don't steal burial goods—they steal the corpses themselves.
Because of this, the Corpse-Ghost Hall's notoriety surpasses even that of the Assassins Hall. Of course, all these reputations are for infamy.
"Miss Kara, have you heard of this Black Heaven Cult before?" Seeing Kara Moran's shocked expression, Ian asked.