CHAPTER 2004: CHAPTER 2004: KILL HIM—WHAT IMMORTAL PALACE ENVOY? NEVER HEARD OF IT!

Carson Flores’s expression remained unchanged, his steps calm and composed as he stepped through the Light Gate.

Spencer Steele followed closely behind.

Carson’s eyes brightened, realizing he was in a vast canyon, with stretches of buildings at its end. In front of him stood a row of people in green robes, with looks varying from young to old, each with an indifferent expression, akin to emotionless robots.

Carson’s gaze fell on the face of the leading man, square-faced with thick brows and big eyes, exuding a sense of authority, his hair silver-white, arms folded behind his back, imposing without anger.

Carson lowered his eyes but did not find the target item at the man’s waist.

"What is your position in Green Cloudy Valley?"

The leading man replied, "I am Julius Randolph, the Hall Master of Blood Kill Hall in Green Cloudy Valley. Please, Carson Envoy."

Carson responded with an indifferent and arrogant tone, and walked on, while Spencer Steele followed like Carson’s maiden.

Julius Randolph’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger but quickly concealed it.

Although he wasn’t the Valley Master of Green Cloudy Valley, Blood Kill Hall managed all assassin affairs and was the most important hall. His position as Hall Master was naturally esteemed, yet he was slighted by a youngster, how could he not be angry?

Immortal Palace Envoy?

Green Cloudy Valley follows the path of assassins, regardless of Heavenly Alliance or Immortal Palace, whoever pays gets to kill!

As long as the money is in place, even a Heavenly Immortal gets wrecked!

The group reached the canyon’s end, and Carson was led into a grand hall.

Green Cloudy Valley didn’t have many people; Selah Ellison Venerable One had already explained to Carson carefully that while they had gathered many seeds to enter Green Cloudy Valley, those who truly grew up and survived to become qualified assassins were less than a tenth.

Compared to ordinary Immortal Cultivation Sects, Green Cloudy Valley had fewer people, but their combat power was explosively high, regardless of strength, their battle experience was exceptionally high, with countless strange methods, truly killing without a trace.

"Carson Envoy, please sit."

After inviting Carson to sit, Julius Randolph ordered someone to serve tea.

Carson waived his hand, speaking arrogantly, "Hall Master Julius, right? You’d better bring the Valley Master out. This matter is significant, I should speak directly with him."

Julius Randolph frowned, "I am in charge of all assassin affairs in Blood Kill Hall, I am able to decide on these related matters."

Carson rolled his eyes, "Do you have the authority to decide the life and death of the entire Green Cloudy Valley?"

Julius Randolph’s face changed drastically, his gums clenched tightly.

Disregarded again!

Yet the other party had spoken to this extent, and he represented the Immortal Palace, Julius Randolph could not confront directly, with a cold face, he waved, "Go summon the Valley Master."

In his heart, Julius Randolph was contemplating, if this guy only speaks empty words arrogantly and fails to achieve cooperation, should he slaughter him?

After all, he’s in Green Cloudy Valley; if he dies here, who would know?

Perhaps, wait until he leaves, then send a few people to kill him?

If he dies outside, it has no relation to Green Cloudy Valley?

Carson casually picked up a small file and leisurely scraped his nails, relaxed, not giving Julius Randolph any regard.

Seeing this, Julius Randolph remained silent, to avoid embarrassment.

About ten minutes later, footsteps sounded, and a stern-faced old man walked in. Carson glanced sideways and immediately noticed the hollowed bell the size of a fist hanging at his waist.

Carson’s eyes narrowed slightly; inside might be the Mother Gu king controlling all Green Cloudy Valley assassins.

This old man was rather cautious, always keeping it on him, never leaving his side.

It seemed getting the hollowed bell was impossible to trick, only grabbing it was viable.

No one else mattered, just keep an eye on this guy, don’t let him escape.

The elder sat in the hall center and cupped his hands towards Carson, "I am Richard Compton, Valley Master of Green Cloudy Valley. Immortal Palace Envoy, your esteemed presence brings great honor to Green Cloudy Valley."

Carson put down his crossed leg, laughed, "Valley Master Richard, greetings, before discussing this business, I’d like to address another matter."

Richard Compton extended his hand, "Please speak."

Carson laughed, "Although I am a representative of the Immortal Palace, I am from the White Crane Immortal Sect. I am a direct disciple of Bank Austin, Peak Master of Heavenly Sword Peak at the White Crane Immortal Sect. Your attacks, alongside the Heavenly Alliance, on our White Crane Immortal Sect led to heavy casualties. Should Valley Master Richard express something about this?"

Richard Compton and Julius Randolph’s expressions changed.

This guy is from the White Crane Immortal Sect, a disciple of Bank Austin?

They weren’t afraid of Bank Austin’s disciples, as long as he wasn’t a Great Land Sovereign, they could kill him too. But he became an Immortal Palace Envoy, exploiting power, this was troublesome.

It seemed they really had no choice but to kill this guy to remove future troubles.

Immortal Palace Envoy?

We have never seen!

Richard Compton spoke calmly, "Since you mention it, it appears you have thoughts in mind already, why not present them directly, so we can see if it’s feasible, and avoid circling around here, wouldn’t you agree?"

Carson glanced at Richard Compton a few times, suddenly laughed, "Looks like you’re unaware of what’s happening in Infinite Sword Sect?"