Jang Wei’s eyes widened, thinking that he’d heard wrong. Assassinate who? The Martial King? “Hahahaha!” It was a laugh of disbelief. To Jang Wei, killing the Martial King was beyond ridiculous.

Although the Martial King was considered a king, he was really on an entirely different level from other kings. From a young age, his abilities and outstanding skills had allowed him to stand on equal footing with the millennia-year-old ruler of the Tower, the Summer Queen, and he even managed to defeat her.

Although he hadn’t finished exuviation or gained transcendence, his abilities were like those of a mighty divine being, and he was the candidate most likely to triumph over Allforone in this age.

Jang Wei himself had experienced the Martial King’s obsessive pursuit after he killed one of the One-horned tribe members. Even if the other Nine Kings worked together, they probably wouldn’t be able to do anything to the Martial King. How would Faceless get past the One-horned tribe? And how would he deal with the Head Elder, who was also the Blood Red Philosopher?

Furthermore, behind them was the Shadow King and the Tower’s...