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Watching the people of the Concourse of the Underworld enter the Haunting Temple in a single file, the fog-shrouded door slowly closed. Then, the entire mountain trembled as the Haunting Temple sank into the ground, never to be seen again.
Yun Yang was speechless. Even as intelligent as he was, he would never have dreamed that something like this would happen.
Hen Bieli, Hong Zhan …
The Merciless Tower Master and the leader of Crimson Blade Hall had been taken in by the Concourse of the Underworld, just like that.
They had taken the initiative to seek refuge.
No matter how high-sounding and sincere the two men's reasons were, Yun Yang still felt that something was amiss.
These reasons did not seem to be sufficient for Hen Bieli and Hong Zhan to make such a decision.
What was the reason, though?
Yun Yang could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it.
"Alright, forget it. We've been delayed for so long. Finally, there's nothing to do for now. Let's go to the battlefield in the west quickly. Don't let any accidents happen."
Yun Yang turned into a storm and soared into the sky, heading west.
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"Hen Bieli, what's the real reason?"
"The real reason … is very simple. It's when I've cultivated to the peak recently, trying to break through to a higher level. While I was meditating, someone kept saying, 'Life and death are fated, there's only the Concourse of the Underworld; if you wish to live forever, go straight to hell! "
Hen Bieli chuckled bitterly. "It's like a call from fate. At first, we thought it was an illusion, a devil in our hearts, but Hong Zhan had received the same message as well. He believed the message to be true. Furthermore, after the two of us verified it again and again, we confirmed that the message wasn't from an outsider but an inexplicable thought that came from our own hearts. It was real …"
"We've discussed it for a long time before we finally decided to look for you."
"Then why didn't you say it outside?"
"Actually, we've been here for a few days. We've seen you snatch the dragon hide treasure map with our own eyes. We've also seen you return the treasure map to Young Master Yun … We know that this is actually Young Master Yun's setup …"
"Regardless of the cause of this incident, Young Master Yun has saved our lives, but …"
"All in all, we're quite conflicted. We're even worried that this is a secret that belongs only to the Concourse of the Underworld. If we were to reveal it, and it turns out to be something you've kept a secret … So, it's quite complicated. "
First Court King Qinguang and the rest burst into laughter, looking at Hen Bieli and Hong Zhan's conflicted expressions.
He finally understood the complicated feelings in the hearts of these two fellows.
If it was him, facing such a situation, he would also inevitably feel conflicted.
"Then do you hate Young Master Yun?"
"If I say that I don't hate at all, then I'm just fooling myself. There must be a little bit. Sigh, as long as I think about how I've fallen into someone's scheme, how I've been trapped for my entire life, how I've fought until the very end, and how I've died, and how I've had to thank the instigator for his kindness and leave with a thousand thanks, my heart …"
"Hahaha …"
"I had wanted to get rid of the former Crown Prince, the Mediocre King. Who would have thought that I would be a step too late. To think that the former Crown Prince has already been slaughtered … Sigh."
Hen Bieli heaved a long sigh. "Actually, when we saw this fellow die, we suddenly felt an emptiness in our hearts. We didn't know what to do in the future. That's why we were so resolute …"
"That's what he said," Hong Zhan said from the side.
"The spirits are stirring!"
"We're here!"
Ksitigarbha's eyes flashed.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
They looked at the spacious hall in front of them, at the endless ghastly fog that gushed out of it …
"Concourse of the Underworld's positions are tentatively set at fifteen …" Ksitigarbha sucked in a deep breath, thinking of the many positions in the Concourse of the Underworld's legacy. He could not help murmuring in his heart, "There's still a long way to go …"
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It was the same day that Wang Yunzhu had led the four-hundred-thousand-strong army into the Empire of Ziyou's territory. Millions of miles of land and rivers were in full bloom as the flames of war spread.
Wherever Yutang's western army passed, they were invincible. There was no contest; they were undefeatable and undefeatable!
However, Wang Yunzhu, the marshal who guarded the western front and had fought against the Empire of Ziyou for more than a decade, was utterly confused.
"Why is the Empire of Ziyou's combat power so weak?" Marshal Wang scratched his head from a high point on his horse, looking perplexed. "Then, where did Ziyou's army that fought me and made me cry out in agony go to? Am I dreaming, or is Ziyou's army suffering from somnambulism? "
"Why do I remember that Ziyou has quite a number of experienced marshals? Where have they gone? This is a war that will annihilate a nation, a true annihilation of its people. Are they really not coming? "
"Perhaps your father has been scaring himself all these years, thinking that the other party is a tiger but they're all f * cking paper tigers?"
It was a pity that no one could answer Wang Yunzhu's questions.
In fact, the generals around him were filled with doubt, confusion, and even awkwardness.
It was understandable that they were puzzled. After all, even the marshal was behaving like this, how could his subordinates be spared? What was the awkwardness about?
This was a battle that Yutang had publicly acknowledged as a war that would annihilate a nation. It concerned Yutang's peace and Tianxuan's prosperity for years to come. The western front's four-hundred-thousand-strong army was full of vigor, but they were mostly cautious, afraid that they would fall into the enemy's trap if they were careless. After all, the western front had fought with Ziyou for years and knew Ziyou's army well. It was one thing to think that they would win, but it was another to be cautious!
However, when both sides engaged in battle, Ziyou's army either crumbled at the first contact or surrendered right away. The defeated army was like a landslide, the sincerity of their surrender was so obvious that it made one feel suspicious.
The western front's vanguard general, Sun Zihu, quickly came to a conclusion – this was a trap!
Although the battle was going smoothly, Sun Zihu did not dare to advance too recklessly. They had already won a great victory, but they still sent out countless scouts every day, afraid that they would fall into Ziyou's trap.
It was only after Wang Yunzhu's arrival that he came to a conclusion after analyzing the previous battles and the current information. Ziyou's army was not faking their defeat, nor was it arrogant, nor was it a ploy. They had truly been defeated, a complete and utter defeat!
Strictly speaking, Sun Zihu's cautiousness and hesitation had actually delayed the military's plans, giving the Empire of Ziyou a few more days of breathing space!
In spite of this, Wang Yunzhu had to admit that Sun Zihu could not be blamed for this. If this had happened to him, or any other famous general in this world, they would not have dared advance recklessly, without exception!
It was because of this mentality that the current situation was awkward!
Then, the core question arose. Everyone had really fought Ziyou for so many years; how could Ziyou have suddenly become so weak?
If Heaven's Inquisition was here, he would tell you that if luck was not on your side, you would not even be able to get a mouthful of cold water. Now that the Empire of Ziyou's destiny was gone, of course, everything would be a mess. Disasters, natural and man-made, would befall them all at once. What was there to be afraid of?
The truth was more or less as well. The Empire of Ziyou's veteran marshals who were used to war were either embroiled in a coup and could not even fend for themselves, or they had been killed, imprisoned, or dismissed from their posts. It was extremely rare to meet someone who could fight on the battlefield now!
Take Sun Zihu's aggressive first battle into the Empire of Ziyou as an example.
Both sides faced each other from afar. Sun Zihu did not dare to be careless, lining up in formation. Just as he was about to launch his attack, the enemy had fallen into disarray. Sun Zihu was someone who knew the art of war, how could he not seize the opportunity to attack?
The truth was simple – there had been an internal conflict in the enemy's troop. The enemy's vanguard general had been intimidated by Sun Zihu's army and had fled with his troops!
The vanguard general had fled at the last moment – how ridiculous was this?
However, it had happened right in front of the two armies.
When the two armies were facing off against each other, their own vanguard had fled out of fear … This was a fatal blow to Ziyou's army's morale!
In addition to Sun Zihu's attack, how could Ziyou's army not be defeated by the two chests, one inside and one outside?
Of course, it was a crushing defeat.
However, such a victory had come too easily. Sun Zihu dared not advance rashly, listening for information here and there. It was only when Wang Yunzhu's main force had arrived that he was certain of the situation!
However, the situation was completely out of control!
On the battlefield, the increasingly absurd battles were happening one after another.
One to two hundred Yutang soldiers were chasing thousands of Ziyou's soldiers like they were chasing rabbits!
Ten people were daring enough to attack a five-hundred-man army and they could even win!
Three to five soldiers were escorting hundreds of Ziyou's captives from afar …
Tell me, who can I reason with?
"Bastards, their entire families are bastards …" Marshal Wang Yunzhu attributed all his frustrations to these three words. "How can there be any merit to speak of in this situation? Conquering more than half of the Empire in less than three months … Damn it, if this battle report were to be sent back, would the military believe it? It's fine if they don't believe it, but if they do, they'll scold me to death. F * ck you, Wang Yunzhu, have you been eating sh * t in the west all these years? Facing such an opponent, you're still complaining every day … Your father's reputation has been ruined by these bastards from the Empire of Ziyou … "
Faced with such a situation, the western generals shared the same frustration as their marshal. Being oppressed by such an opponent for so many years, how useless they were in the eyes of others!
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