Chapter 2502: Chapter 2502: We Surrender—Taking Us Back to Headquarters Is Reasonable, Right?

Black Demon Sect?

Everyone’s heart tightened, for they knew that when it involved sect wars, it was usually very brutal, very bloody.

Carson Flores looked at the faces of Xorin Schneider and the others, glanced around them, and frowned: "Sect Master Xorin, judging by your expression, you seem to not know about this Black Demon Sect?"

Xorin Schneider glanced at the few people beside him and shook his head: "Indeed, I’ve never heard of it. Perhaps it’s a newly forming sect with no reputation yet."

The Ten Thousand Immortals Domain is vast, with different races in the four regions having different sects, like in Eastern Radiance, the largest being the Three Sects of Eastern Radiance. Besides them, there are many small sects, and in the North Sea, the largest is naturally the Sea God Sect. But beyond the Sea God Sect, there are countless small sects.

Some of these sects remain isolated, possibly preaching within a certain sphere of influence, weak in encroachment upon other territories. Others may rule over large spans, similar to a peaceful state, unable to rival the Sea God Sect, thus guarding their small plot, unable to expand but living comfortably.

Oraya Lorne pressed, "Where is your Black Demon Sect’s headquarters, who is the sect hierarch, and what is the strength of the congregation?"

Branthor Kirby had evidently given up resistance to prevent unnecessary suffering and answered directly, "The headquarters of the Black Demon Sect is in Bai..."

"Boom!"

Just as everyone was focusing on listening, Branthor Kirby’s head suddenly exploded.

Blood splattered everywhere!

Everyone’s eyes widened, shocked at Branthor Kirby’s half-fallen body.

The explosion not only killed Branthor Kirby instantly but also shattered his primordial spirit.

Clearly, Branthor Kirby did not know this would happen, so he answered openly, but did not expect to die so suddenly and inexplicably.

Carson Flores frowned, was this a promise oath?

Judging by Branthor Kirby’s earlier reaction, he seemed unaware of the oath within his body, so he answered without psychological burden. However, in the following second, because he broke the oath, he directly exploded.

Bai?

Bai what?

Everyone turned their gaze back towards the young man in black robes, who was stunned, the young master of the Black Demon Sect.

The young man was directly frightened to the point of collapse by Branthor Kirby’s sudden explosion, screaming in terror, and retreating unconsciously, as if wanting to distance himself from the half body of Branthor Kirby.

Everyone’s eyes fell sharply on the young man, Xorin Schneider asked, "What is your name?"

The young man was extremely terrified, he didn’t want to answer, yet didn’t dare not answer, after all, his life was held in the hands of those present.

"Xyrella Yarwood."

Floating Cloud suddenly interrupted Xorin Schneider: "Xyrella Yarwood, you know where your Black Demon Sect’s headquarters is, correct?"

Xyrella Yarwood gritted his teeth, afraid to answer, fearing he’d be killed instantly like Branthor Kirby.

Floating Cloud said in a deep voice, "Branthor Kirby’s sudden death was due to a promise oath. Perhaps he fulfilled it unknowingly, thus he remained ignorant. I don’t need you to give me the specific address; you only need to nod or shake your head. I believe the oath wouldn’t be so detailed..."

When Floating Cloud spoke these words, hope glimmered in Xyrella Yarwood’s desperate eyes.

Who wants to die?

But in the opponent’s hands, if he said nothing, he would certainly die. If he spoke, he would die too. Then how could he possibly not die?

If he could satisfy the opponent’s questions without triggering the oath, perhaps he could survive?

He didn’t know if he could escape this way, but he had no other choice!

Xyrella Yarwood nodded, looking tense, his forehead wet with sweat.

Nothing happened!

A few seconds later, Xyrella Yarwood exhaled a long breath of relief, drenched in sweat, for who could remain fearless under the shadow of death?

Floating Sinking Child smiled faintly: "Very good. You see, if you cooperate, we can avoid all this. You are the young master of the Black Demon Sect, on a mission, and once it’s complete, you return to the headquarters to report to the sect hierarch. Isn’t that reasonable?"

Xyrella Yarwood was dazed for a moment and then nodded; indeed, what Floating Sinking Child said was very reasonable!

Floating Sinking Child continued, "In this mission, there’s a group of people who, due to insufficient strength, fear death, thus pledge allegiance to you, ultimately becoming your subordinates, accompanying you back to the Black Demon Sect headquarters. This shouldn’t violate any principles, right?"

Everyone’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Whoa, is this even possible?

I don’t need you to tell me the secrets of your Black Demon Sect; you can just go home, and I’ll be your subordinate, follow you back. It’s reasonable and doesn’t defy the Heavenly Dao, right?

Xyrella Yarwood naturally understood Floating Cloud’s intention, but still, he dared not object, for if he rejected, he would lose his value and likely be killed immediately.

"Yes!"

Floating Cloud smiled slightly: "You see, it’s just simple. We believe the Black Demon Sect has great potential, so we’ve decided to join. But first, we want to inspect the headquarters. As young master, you can take us back to evaluate, decide whether or not we’ll join—this is quite reasonable, right?"