Chapter 929: Chapter 946: Dark Sky Conference Room [1st Update]
Neil’s face showed a look of disbelief: "That’s impossible, Mr. Ye Feng is so powerful; everyone just saw him enter the basement. Even if there is any real danger, it wouldn’t be difficult for Mr. Ye Feng to handle!"
Similarly, Han Yi and Lin Shiyu were quite relaxed, not thinking Ye Feng faced any life-threatening risk.
Singer sneered: "Well, let me tell you the truth. Do you think the Dark Sky Arena is as simple as it appears? You are wrong. The Dark Sky Arena is actually the location of the international assassin organization, Dark Sky. You’ve now offended the Dark Sky Arena, you’re doomed. Within Dark Sky, there are many assassins.
Moreover, Dark Sky has eight Martial Kings at the Legendary realm. No matter how strong Ye Feng is, he can’t match Dark Sky. In the face of the eight Martial Kings at the Legendary realm, he’s doomed!"
"How can it be!" Upon hearing Singer’s words, Neil’s eyes showed fear.
He hadn’t expected that Dark Sky was right beneath the Dark Sky Arena. If what Singer said is true, then Ye Feng is truly realized. You should know, for people from Country D, those who have reached the Legendary realm are invincible figures.
And now Singer is telling him that beneath the arena, there are eight experts at the Legendary realm waiting for Ye Feng.
If Singer’s words were true, Neil could almost be certain that Ye Feng wouldn’t be coming back alive.
However, Han Yi and Lin Shiyu still wore expressions of complete ease, without the slightest worry. They casually found a place to sit down, patiently waiting for Ye Feng to return. They believed that Ye Feng would be back in no time.
Meanwhile, the arena manager led Ye Feng to the elevator heading underground.
After arriving at the elevator, the arena manager input the password and scanned his fingerprint before the elevator opened. Ye Feng and the arena manager stepped onto the elevator, proceeding to the underground.
Soon, Ye Feng and the arena manager arrived at the underground of the Dark Sky Arena.
The underground of the Dark Sky Arena was where the headquarters of the Dark Sky assassin organization was located. It resembled a huge underground labyrinth, constructed with immense modernity. One must be familiar with this place to reach the conference room where the Dark Sky leaders usually gathered without hindrance. Wandering carelessly could trigger traps within the underground maze.
The arena manager occasionally glanced at Ye Feng out of the corner of his eye, internally deeming Ye Feng as a dead man.
If they were above ground, the arena manager knew nobody would be a match for Ye Feng.
But now that Ye Feng had followed Heavenly Dragon to the Dark Sky headquarters, it was akin to entering a dragon’s lair.
Since Dark Sky’s establishment, no one had ever entered the Dark Sky assassin organization from the Dark Sky Arena and come out alive. The only ones to have left here alive were from Dark Sky itself.
Just before entering the elevator, the arena manager had already dispatched someone to relay Ye Feng’s news, along with footage of Ye Feng’s battle, to Dark Sky. It’s believed that at this time, the internal conference room of Dark Sky, the leaders had already set up an inescapable net, just waiting for Ye Feng.
Ye Feng wasn’t worried and followed the arena manager around in circles. Quickly, fifteen minutes passed, and finally, Ye Feng arrived at the door of the Dark Sky conference room.
The door of the Dark Sky conference room stood five meters tall, bestowing a sense of majesty. The room exuded an invisible murderous intent resembling an abyss with endless peril.
The corners of the arena manager’s mouth slightly turned upward. Countless people had entered this conference room, never to emerge again, and according to the arena manager, Ye Feng’s fate today would be the same as theirs, a case of no return.
"Creak~~" At this moment, the door of the conference room slowly opened, and a deep, mysterious sound came from inside the conference room: "Come in, we have been waiting for a long time ..."
"Yes!" The arena manager nodded, then extended his right hand, pointed inside the conference room, and politely said to Ye Feng: "Mr. Ye Feng, our arena boss is inside, please..."
Ye Feng nodded and then headed into the conference room.
Upon entering the conference room, Ye Feng immediately sensed eight immensely powerful auras spreading throughout the room. These auras surged inside like endless ocean waves.
The terrifying aura and pressure instantaneously affected Ye Feng and the arena manager physically.
The arena manager suddenly felt parched, like entering a mire, sensing difficult movement.
However, Ye Feng’s face remained casual and calm as he slowly walked into the conference room.
Ye Feng’s steps were brisk, his expression unchanged, unmoved by the invisible pressure. It was as if he were strolling leisurely through his backyard garden, truly relaxed.
Ye Feng surveyed his surroundings. The conference room was very large, spanning eight hundred square meters, with a massive conference table that could comfortably seat a hundred people without feeling crowded.
At this time, the conference table was fully occupied by people, each exuding a cold murderous intent.
That kind of murderous intent scattered like sharp blades.
Everyone wore masks, preventing anyone from seeing their faces beneath the masks.
Ye Feng was aware that the hundred seated at the conference table were assassins from the Dark Sky.
The ones sitting furthest from the center had the weakest strength, and the closer they were to the center, the stronger they were. However, even the weakest among them had reached the early stage of the Innate realm.
The strongest were the eight individuals seated at the innermost part of the table, all having reached the Legendary realm in strength.