Mister Feng wasn't surprised. He smiled at Xie Tian and gestured for Xu Mang and the rest to enter the hall.
"Xie Tian, don't misunderstand." Mister Feng pointed at Xu Mang and the rest. "I'm sure you can tell that Xu Mang and the rest aren't …"
"I know." Xie Tian nodded. "It's because of the high-grade army soul."
Mister Feng paused for a moment, then smiled. "As expected, I can't hide it from you."
"But what I don't understand is why Mister Feng made them bear such a high-grade army soul." Xie Tian narrowed his blood-red eyes.
Mister Feng smiled bitterly. "It seems like you've misunderstood."
Xie Tian smiled. "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's clear things up. Mister Feng, please speak. Xie Tian is all ears."
"Alright, I like to be straightforward too." Mr. Feng laughed out loud, and then said seriously, "It's to help you."
"Help me?" Xie Tian was surprised.
"I do want to help you." Mister Feng's eyes were filled with sincerity. "The War God Valley is dangerous, so I made Xu Mang and the rest bear a sixth-grade army soul. If they succeed, they can accompany you to the valley."
Xie Tian had long known that the death camp's army soul was extraordinary. Not only could it break free from the commander's army soul, but it could also be passed down through the death camp's army token.
After merging with the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet, his understanding of the army soul had become more comprehensive.
For example, the higher the grade of the army soul, the higher the requirement for the soldier who bore it.
Although the evil army's 1,300 soldiers were all in the Pill Tribulation Realm, they weren't qualified to bear a fifth-grade army soul without the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet.
Xu Mang and Chu Ming, on the other hand, could only be promoted to the fifth battalion and bear a fifth-grade army soul even though they had broken through to the Divine Realm.
The sergeants of the four death camps were at least Early-stage Soul Transformation Realm Dao Masters, and many of them were Middle-stage Dao Masters. Xu Mang and Xu Mang were only at First or Second Level of Divinity Realm, which made them hundreds of times weaker than the sergeants of the four death camps.
But now, Mister Feng wanted the two of them to bear the military spirit that only the elite soldiers of the four battalions could bear. This was the reason for their abnormal behavior.
Although he didn't believe Mister Feng's words, Xie Tian nodded and smiled, "I see."
"Sigh, although we have different philosophies, no matter what," Mister Feng looked at Xie Tian and sighed, "I should also call you Young Master, so if I can help you, I will not be indifferent."
"Mister Feng's words are too heavy, I cannot accept it." Xie Tian rose to his feet and walked towards the hall, smiling. "Moreover, I cannot accept Mister Feng's kindness either."
As if he could see through Xie Tian's intentions, Mister Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled bitterly. "Sigh, if I had known that you wouldn't agree, I wouldn't have acted on my own. But now that they are bearing the sixth-grade army soul, there is no way to stop it."
"Oh?" Xie Tian didn't stop walking and asked casually, "Mister Feng, is there really no way?"
"Sigh," Mister Feng was proud of himself, but he still smiled bitterly. "Perhaps if His Lordship were still alive, he could help them break the fusion. Sigh, it's a pity that there hasn't been anyone like His Lordship in the past three thousand years. Sigh, I was too rash."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Tian stood in front of Xu Mang and Chu Ming.
The reason why his heart was still cold was because he couldn't stand others using his brother as a tool.
Therefore, even if the fusion of a high-grade army soul failed, it wouldn't harm their lives or damage their cultivation. He still couldn't bear to see it happen.
Since he couldn't bear to see it, he might as well change it.
Thus, facing Xu Mang and Chu Ming, Xie Tian closed his blood-red eyes and sank his consciousness into the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet.
Mister Feng looked at Xie Tian's back with a smile. He had the urge to laugh.
"Although you've received His Lordship's inheritance, you're still not the invincible Xie Wudi in the Nine Provinces …"
However, he didn't laugh. In fact, there was even a hint of guilt on his face.
This guilt seemed to stem from his own actions, and more so from the fact that Xie Tian couldn't stop Xu Mang and Chu Ming from fusing with the high-grade army soul. But in reality, it was just a facade.
Underneath the facade was the joy of seeing Xie Tian's helplessness.
This was just a small plot he'd set up on a whim. But with his intelligence, he wouldn't let Xie Tian turn the tables so easily even if it was just a small plot.
He was very certain that no one in the world could help Xu Mang and Chu Ming undo the fusion of the army soul except for himself and Xie Wudi.
The seemingly harmonious exchange of words between Xie Tian and Mister Feng shocked the Mad Old Man and the other two.
"Only Xie Wudi can do this …" Bai Zhi murmured in shock.
Although they were isolated from the rest of the world, the terrifying legend of Xie Wudi had also been passed down through the millions of mountains.
At the mention of these three words, Bai Zhi seemed to see the powerlessness radiating from Xie Tian's back.
"Impossible! If Xie Tian can defy the heavens and change the fate of a cripple like me, Xu Mang and Chu Ming will definitely be able to recover!"
Even so, the three words' Xie Wudi 'were like a crafty knife. Every time a sliver of hope grew in Zhang Shang's heart, it would be cut off.
The Mad Old Man didn't look at Xie Tian. His old eyes were fixed on his former comrade, Shen Feng.
At this moment, he could faintly sense the familiar scent of a conspiracy from Mister Feng.
Three thousand years ago, this scent had destroyed at least eighty cities of the Qin Dynasty, and the person who had released it hadn't even had a drop of blood on his hands.
This was a conspiracy!
But it was also a conspiracy that the Mad Old Man couldn't find a single trace of!
From start to finish, his comrade from three thousand years ago, Shen Feng, had been doing his best for the young master, Xie Tian!
"Could it be that he really cares about the Lord, and that's why he helped Xie Tian? No, that's impossible. But what's his conspiracy … "
Just as the Mad Old Man was deep in thought, Xie Tian opened his blood-red eyes and turned to look at Mister Feng.
Mister Feng was also seriously sizing up Xie Tian. The last trace of immaturity had faded from the youth's face, and it was very calm. But from this calmness, Mister Feng could see questioning, anger, helplessness, and pleading …
But whether it was questioning, anger, or pleading, it was all soundless.
Since you're silent, then I'll also silently enjoy your questioning, anger, and ignore your helplessness and pleading …
That's what Mister Feng thought to himself.
"Xie Tian …"
Seeing that Xie Tian didn't make a move, Zhang Shang's trembling voice rang out, but he couldn't continue.
His heart ached, he was ashamed. He wanted nothing more than to become a cripple again. All he wanted was for his two brothers to recover.
Bai Zhi and the Mad Old Man seemed to have seen something from Xie Tian's calmness, and their hearts sank.
"Even you aren't omnipotent …" Bai Zhi murmured to herself. She couldn't help but cheer for Xie Tian, "But it doesn't matter. When you become a Dao Master, Lu Xian, you'll definitely be as powerful as Xie Wudi …"
The Mad Old Man sighed. He didn't care about Xu Mang and Chu Ming. He only cared about Xie Tian. So seeing Xie Tian's powerlessness, he felt very uncomfortable.
"Little Tian Tian, don't blame me. The War God Valley is too important. For the sake of safety, I can't help you deal with that old schemer …"
Time passed slowly in the silence. In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
The longer the silence in the Er Ying Hall, the more comfortable Mister Feng felt. Even the sense of defeat brought by Shen Ji had disappeared without a trace.
Just as this Mister Feng, who was famous for his scheming, regained his composure, as if the world was nothing, Xie Tian laughed.
"Wait a minute, I hope to listen carefully to the Xie Wudi that Mister Feng mentioned."
As soon as he said this, the hearts of the three Mad Old Man thumped. Three pairs of eyes filled with disbelief immediately looked at Xie Tian.
Mister Feng's heart, which was as vast as the sea and as calm as a lake, suddenly became turbulent!
"He, it's impossible …"
Before the doubts formed in Mister Feng's heart, Xie Tian grinned and raised his right hand. A phantom of a war monument appeared and pressed down on the two!
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