When he was in a bad mood, the words that came out of his mouth were naturally harsh.
"Brother Ju, you don't have to be anxious. Master has always done things in an orderly manner. He won't be late for something as important as a soul hunt. Master will be here soon. Brother Ju, you can relax."
Jing Hongchen spoke softly. His words were much more artistic than Ma Xiaotao's. Ma Xiaotao was very straightforward, and she spoke whatever was on her mind. It was very difficult for her to hide anything.
However, Jing Hongchen was different. He was an old fox, and he was very cunning.
"Brother Hongchen, you're right. I was too anxious. The soul hunt is too important, and I was a little nervous."
The Ju Douluo said.
"Haha, I understand!" Jing Hongchen chortled.
"Why are you so happy? Tell me about it."
Just as Jing Hongchen finished speaking, a clear voice rang out. A crack appeared in space, and Lu Yuan and Gu Yuena walked out from it, hand in hand.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Holy Son!"
When they saw Lu Yuan, they all greeted him.
"There's no need for such formalities." Lu Yuan scanned his surroundings. Two thousand elite soul masters were hidden in the dense forest.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's territory was very big, and this dense forest was their territory. It was also very remote, and it was located behind the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Very few people came here. Furthermore, it wasn't far from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. If they were to ambush them, they wouldn't be able to react. It was a very good place to hide their troops.
Lu Yuan discovered that the so-called three upper sects all had dense forests behind them. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect aside, Long Xiaoyao and Golden Crocodile had led their troops to ambush the Clear Sky Sect's back mountain. It had to be said that this was a little interesting.
As he scanned the two thousand elite soul masters, Lu Yuan revealed a satisfied smile on his face. These two thousand soul masters were transferred from the Holy Dragon Army. They were well-trained, and their fighting strength was impressive.
"It seems like you're almost done with your arrangements."
Lu Yuan said with a smile.
"Everything has been arranged. We're just waiting for Holy Son to give the order before we launch an all-out attack."
The Chrysanthemum Douluo replied in a respectful manner.
The current Lu Yuan was no longer the Lu Yuan of the past. He had fought to a draw with the Thousand Streams, and had also taken over the matter of the Consecration Hall. The upper echelons of the Martial Spirit Palace had long known about it.
Therefore, he didn't dare to treat Lu Yuan as casually as before.
The hierarchy in the Martial Soul Palace was very strict. Lu Yuan would become the Pope sooner or later, and by then, he would be the one he would have to pledge his loyalty to. Therefore, there were some things that needed to be prepared in advance.
"Not bad. Thank you for your hard work," Lu Yuan said softly.
"We're doing all of this for the sake of the Martial Soul Palace; we wouldn't dare to say that it's been hard on you," the Ju Douluo replied.
Lu Yuan's eyes flashed upon hearing this, and he patted Ju Douluo on the shoulder as he said, "Uncle Ju, you've watched me grow up, so there's no need to be so formal with me."
"Your Highness, the Chosen Saint, etiquette cannot be ignored." Ju Douluo was very touched, but he still insisted on maintaining his etiquette. Lu Yuan could ignore this, but he couldn't ignore it.
"So be it." Lu Yuan heaved a faint sigh and didn't force the issue. This was the loneliness of being in a position of power. In the past, Ju Douluo had called him Obuchi and regarded him as his nephew, but now, he had become like this.
He had become just like everyone else.
"Is there anything out of the ordinary with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?" Lu Yuan asked in an indifferent voice.
"There's nothing out of the ordinary. They haven't discovered anything."
Ju Douluo replied.
"That's good. Since that's the case, let's wait. When the hour is over and they all fall into a deep sleep, we'll wipe them all out in one fell swoop." Lu Yuan clenched his fists and said with a hint of coldness in his voice.
… …
Cold winds blew past, and the temperature gradually dropped. The occasional insect cries in the dense forest also disappeared, and it was already the latter half of the night.
All of a sudden, Lu Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he instructed, "It's time to launch an all-out attack!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Ju Douluo and the others replied in unison before leading 2,000 elite Soul Masters toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's encampment.
"This is destined to be a night filled with bloodshed!"
Lu Yuan clasped his hands behind his back as he slowly followed along.
… …
Outside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, a group of people were on duty.
As one of the three upper sects, they naturally had their own patrol teams.
However, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was extremely renowned, and they didn't believe that anyone would dare to provoke them. On top of that, it was already the latter half of the night, and they were at their most sleepy, so their defenses were extremely powerful.
"Splat!" A sharp blade slit his throat, and blood splattered through the air. One of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciples on duty was killed on the spot.
Behind him, a Soul Master from the Martial Soul Palace appeared before gently placing his corpse down without making a single sound.
The same thing was taking place at the same time. One guard after another was being assassinated, and the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's security system was almost completely uprooted.
After taking care of these guards, 2,000 elite Soul Masters rushed into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in a frenzy, and the massacre began.
Flames gradually began to appear, and murder and arson were being carried out at the same time.
Bloodcurdling screams and howls of anguish rang out one after another. The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had suffered heavy losses after being ambushed in their sleep. However, they gradually came to their senses and began to retaliate.
However, it was already too late for them to do so. In the face of the Martial Soul Palace, who were already prepared for this, the casualties continued to mount.
"Chrysanthemum Pass, Gui Mei, you're all courting death!" A loud roar rang out as an old man with white hair and a white beard pounced directly toward the Ju Douluo, who was in the midst of a massacre.
"Bam!" A resounding boom rang out as the Ju Douluo stumbled back a few steps before killing one of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciples beside him with a smile on his face.
"You're too late, Yu Yuanzhen. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is almost gone."
The Ju Douluo chuckled. They had slaughtered many people along the way.
"Big Brother, we've already been surrounded by the Martial Soul Palace. Most of our direct disciples have been killed, and many of them have been killed."
Yu Luomian's voice was tinged with a hint of anguish. They had been caught off guard by the Martial Soul Palace, and they had suffered heavy losses before they could even react.
Furthermore, these people had set fire to the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and many of the people who hadn't been able to escape in time had been burned to death.
The rest of the warriors were gathering together, struggling to resist the Martial Spirit Palace's attack.
"Argh!" Yu Yuanzhen's eyes immediately turned bloodshot upon hearing Yu Luomian's words. He threw his head back and howled with fury. His heart was bleeding from the heavy losses they had suffered.
"Martial Soul Palace, you all deserve to die!" Yu Yuanzhen was in a frenzy as he pounced toward the Ju Douluo.
Lightning flashed as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul appeared, and Yu Yuanzhen unleashed a violent barrage of attacks from the get-go.
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