Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1147 - 1146: A Divine Envoy with the Surname Nong?

Chapter 1147: Chapter 1146: A Divine Envoy with the Surname Nong?

"Reincarnation, Yin and Yang, Layla Dodson, why have you come?" Porter Burch, standing above the Plane Teleportation Array, could not help but frown as he saw the other nine Dao Lords arriving. Could they possibly be here to laugh at him?

"Porter Burch, we’ve just come from the Palace of Heavenly Book!" announced the Reincarnation Dao Lord, his complexion slightly unnatural—after all, Porter Burch was doomed to die!

"Oh, what’s the situation over at the Palace of Heavenly Book?" Porter casually inquired.

"This..." The Reincarnation Dao Lord glanced at the Yin and Yang Dao Lord, finding himself at a loss for words.

"Better to be frank with him," advised the Yin and Yang Dao Lord, addressing Porter directly, "Old Porter, the Heavenly Book at the Palace did indeed undergo a significant change. It seems as if destiny is in chaos, and even the nature of our fates has been altered!"

"What? Your fates have been altered? Changed to what? Aren’t you all meant for eternal life?" Porter Burch was shocked.

"Not anymore," replied the Yin and Yang Dao Lord with a bitter smile. "All nine of our fate natures have been changed to: ’Pending; life and death hinge on a thought!’"

"Uh..." Porter was taken aback, then raised his eyebrows. "Are you kidding me?"

The Yin and Yang Dao Lord rolled his eyes, "Why would I joke about this? Don’t believe me, ask Reincarnation!"

Porter Burch turned to look at the Reincarnation Dao Lord, who solemnly nodded in confirmation.

"How strange, fate pending? Life and death in the blink of an eye?" Porter Burch was thoroughly confused—what kind of Heavenly Book was this?

"It’s one thing for us," said the Yin and Yang Dao Lord, looking at Porter, "but the key concern is you... Your time of death has been revealed."

"Mine is different from yours? Time of death? I’m no longer granted eternal life? I now have a time of death?" Porter’s entire body shook.

"That’s correct," the Yin and Yang Dao Lord nodded. "Your time of death is tomorrow morning, in the hour of Xin; there is a specific time, but no specific location."

Porter Burch’s body reeled, and he almost fell from the sky.

Tomorrow morning, in the hour of Xin—he was set to die? Was this change from the Heavenly Book?

His face turned pale. As one of the ten great Dao Lords of the Nether World, who could kill him? Who would dare to kill him?

Not even the well-known Great Emperors of the four realms of Immortal, Demon, Monster, and Buddha combined could kill him, for he was a supreme Dao Lord!

"Unless... unless... some deity wants me dead?" Porter grew unsettled, for the thought was truly terrifying.

"Porter Burch, it’s best if you start to put your affairs in order," suggested the Reincarnation Dao Lord solemnly. "Although there’s chaos in the Heavenly Book, it doesn’t err!"

"Why don’t you contact the Heavenly Realm? Perhaps they can save your life," proposed the Yin and Yang Dao Lord.

Porter Burch inhaled deeply, his gaze turning icy again. He had achieved Dao through killing and had survived countless cycles of reincarnation, but he had also received help from a certain clan in the Heavenly Realm. He was essentially employed by an influential family from the Heavenly Realm; otherwise, he wouldn’t have ascended to his current position as one of the ten great Dao Lords of the Nether World.

"I’ll make contact with the Upper Realm," decided Porter Burch, fully aware of the gravity of the situation. His life was at stake, and without a plan, he would truly die.

Though one can’t defy the Heavenly Book, perhaps the Gods of the Heavenly Realm had a way to let him survive? With a glimmer of hope, he immediately rose high into the sky, pointed at his forehead, and a flash of blood light shone there.

He began to communicate with the Heavenly Realm.

Moments later, his body began to tremble violently, as if a spirit possessed him during a shaman’s dance—eerily, his complexion grew even paler, and his breath fainter.

Communicating with the Gods of the Heavenly Realm was immensely draining. Even as a Dao Lord, prolonged contact could leech him dry.

After three minutes, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a ’whoa’ and leaped up into the air.

"What happened, what happened?" the nine Dao Lords urgently asked.

Porter Burch took another deep breath, "The Nash family was also unaware of the Heavenly Book’s turmoil, but they will dispatch a Divine Envoy from the Heavenly Realm to the Nether World by tomorrow morning!"

"The Nash family’s Divine Envoy descends to the Lower Realm!" all the lords gasped in unison.

In the Heavenly Realm, there are Eight Great Families, one of which is the Nash surname Nash Clan, also one of the Eight Great Families of the Heavenly Realm, and among the rumors, there is a Divine Skill known as resurrection from the dead within the Nash family!

Even the dead can be saved; the Nash family possesses the Life Divine Technique, capable of creating life!

With the arrival of a Divine Envoy, Porter Burch’s expression improved slightly. The Nash family had the Life Divine Technique, capable of bringing the dead back to life. So even if the Heavenly Book declared his death, the Nash family’s Divine Envoy should be able to revive him, right?

Of course, he also knew that the Heavenly Book represents the Heavenly Dao, and the Nash family seemed unable to replace the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, his chance of death was still over ninety percent.

He might not be able to survive.

Porter Burch calmed down and then took out his Message Jade Disc to arrange his affairs for after his death, as he would need to deal with some unfinished business if he indeed were to die tomorrow.

The lords also quieted down, all waiting silently with Porter Burch.

After about six hours of busyness, two beams of light came from the Teleportation formation, two Nether Emperors who served under Porter Burch, just that they hadn’t been following him closely before.

"Is the matter taken care of?" Looking at the two incoming Nether Emperors, Porter Burch spoke lightly, seemingly undisturbed by anything at the moment.

"All killed!" one of the Nether Emperors said, bowing with clasped hands.

"Oh, that’s good. Go now, you are free!" Porter Burch said with a faint smile.

"My lord, you..." The two Nether Emperors didn’t understand what Porter Burch meant by this.

"Go," Porter Burch said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes..." The two great Nether Emperors left with confusion, not daring to linger.

And the task Porter Burch had set for these two great Nether Emperors was indeed assassination; he had indeed harbored a few lovers, not residing within his palace, dwelling in outside residences. So just now he had issued an order - in several outside residences, from top to bottom, the thousands of residents were all killed by these two great Nether Emperors.

This man was truly ruthless, his actions harsh and merciless.

"Right, old Burch, why are you hovering above this Plane Teleportation Array? What are you waiting for?" The Yin-Yang lord finally had the chance to ask this question, a query that the other lords were also curious about.

"I am waiting for the two murderers who killed my son." Porter Burch said with a cold laugh, "Though I don’t know where they are hiding, they are bound to head for the Reincarnation Space. It’s my intuition; I’ve asked the officials at the Teleportation formation, and those two murderers haven’t passed through the Teleportation formation!"

"What if they don’t come?" The Yin-Yang lord asked again.

"Then it’s up to you all. If I die tomorrow, I’ll trouble you to send those two murderers to the prison of guilt!"

"We have been friends and colleagues for many years; of course, we will help with this," the Reincarnation Path lord nodded in agreement.

"The key is, who exactly are these two people?" The Yin-Yang lord frowned and asked.

Porter Burch let out a cold laugh: "After all, they are not gods or immortals. You saw the footage yesterday; at the beginning, they couldn’t beat Dream!"

"Then let’s wait and see what happens tomorrow morning."

All the lords said no more, their moods heavy, contemplating what exactly would happen the following morning.

Soon, night fell.

And quickly, it was about to be dawn.

As the night passed and the moment when daybreak arrived, suddenly, a streak of red light shot straight from the sky. That red light was a person, moving even faster than all ten great lords!

"A Divine Envoy!" Upon seeing the red light, all ten great lords stood up at once.