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Chapter 1289

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"Many thanks to Brother Lin Yun for your help this time!" Long Woo-seok personally sent Lin Yun and the rest to the foot of Mount Longhu and bowed respectfully towards Lin Yun.

This bow was to thank Lin Yun for saving him from the abyss of suffering time and time again.

"Sect Head Long is too kind." Lin Yun straightened his body. Although he spoke politely, he didn't return the bow.

"Old Long, take care of your body. If there's any news, let us know. "Xiao Yin patted Long Woo-seok's shoulder and smiled.

Lin Yun and Long Woo-seok had already sensed the location of the Yin Spirit Mirror and roughly confirmed the direction of the Assassination Society's headquarters.

What they needed to do now was to conserve their energy and wait for Long Woo-seok's injuries to recover. That would be the time to take down the Assassination Society in one fell swoop.

After Long Woo-seok agreed, Lin Yun and the rest jumped onto the back of the dragon and rode the wind.

A long time after Lin Yun left, Long Woo-seok was still standing at the foot of the mountain, looking in the direction that Lin Yun and the rest had left in.

"Sect Head, the wind is strong. It's time to go back." Long Chenfeng took out a cloak and draped it over Long Woo-seok's body.

Long Woo-seok sighed and laughed bitterly. "Chen Feng, I thought that I was talented and intelligent. In a short 40 years of cultivation, I was able to reach Class 9 Wu Huang. I could already be considered a monster."

Long Chenfeng smiled and shook his head. "Sect Head's talent is extremely rare even in the God Realm."

"But what about him? He doesn't look to be more than twenty years old. He's a Level Three Martial Ancestor, yet he has the power of a Level Nine Wu Huang. "Long Woo-seok said calmly. There was no longer any jealousy or other emotions in his heart.

"He's not from the same world as us." Long Chenfeng also looked into the distance.

It had only been a few days, but he had already discovered that Lin Yun was not someone they could compare to. He was not him, nor was he Long Woo-seok.

This man acted decisively and seemed cold and emotionless, but he still had a reverse scale. Moreover, his thoughts were meticulous and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Chen Feng, if I were to die in the future, this Sect Master …" Long Woo-seok was interrupted by Long Chenfeng before he could finish his sentence.

"Come on. It's not easy to be the Sect Head. You'd better be the Sect Head and don't provoke me. "Long Chenfeng smiled and brought Long Woo-seok back to Longhu Mountain.

A gentle breeze swept past and the warm sun shone. The flood dragon in the sky turned into a large black shadow, covering half the sky.

Prince Namgong and the others gathered together, talking and laughing.

Lin Yun, Xiao Yin and Yasuo sat together, looking into the distance.

"I think the Assassination Society's purpose this time is not for us." Yasuo broke the silence.

Lin Yun nodded and said, "It should be for the 'Ghost Mirror'. However, this treasure doesn't seem to be of much use to the Assassination Society?"

In fact, when Assassin No. 2 and Assassin No. 3 appeared in Tian Sha City, Lin Yun had already sensed that the Assassination Society's purpose this time was not for the summit.

Moreover, the Golden Giant and the others seemed to have no intention of fighting from the beginning. It seemed that only Li Xiao the Second was fighting with his life on the line. The others were just there to attract everyone's attention.

It was because of this that Lin Yun persuaded Long Woo-seok not to pursue them at the back of the mountain.

Fortunately, in the end, only a few people died. Most of the others were not in danger.

"That's strange. Since it's useless, why would they take such a big risk to come to Longhu Mountain to seize this treasure?" Xiao Yin was a little puzzled. After all, with the Assassination Society's character, it seemed that they would not do such a stupid thing.

Lin Yun explained, "Maybe they have other purposes, or they are telling us the location of their headquarters."

"The location of their headquarters?" Xiao Yin was a little surprised and looked at Lin Yun doubtfully.

"The president of the Assassination Society is a Wu Sheng. The Soul Brand that Long Woo-seok left on the Ghost Mirror cannot escape his eyes," Lin Yun said, looking up at the clouds.

His Soul Brand and Long Woo-seok's Soul Brand were connected, so as long as one of them was destroyed, he would be able to feel it.

But to his surprise, these two Soul Brands still showed no signs of disappearing.

At the same time, he also knew the location of the Assassination Society's headquarters, which was in the Eastern Region.

Lin Yun believed that the president of the Assassination Society would definitely find these two Soul Brands.

Even if he did not find his own, he would find Long Woo-seok's.

But these two Soul Brands had not been eliminated until now, which could only mean one thing, and that was that the president of the Assassination Society was ready to start a war with them, and had generously told them, "I'm here."

At this time, Yasuo, who had been silent all this time, finally asked, "How strong is Wu Sheng?"

Hearing Yasuo's question, Xiao Yin did not know how to answer him for a moment.

Although she had grown up in the Temple of Eternity and was surrounded by Wu Sheng, Wu Zun, and even Emperor Wu Lin Yun, she had never seen them fight.

Lin Yun could not react for a moment. After thinking for a while, he replied, "Level One Wu Sheng can fight fifty Long Woo-seok." This was the best analogy Lin Yun could think of.

Yasuo frowned, clearly a little surprised.

"A Long Woo-seok who has activated the Holy Beast state," Lin Yun added.

The flesh on Yasuo's face twitched a few times, and he sighed. "How do we fight like this?"

A Long Woo-seok who had activated the Holy Beast state had almost reached the mid-stage of Level Nine Wu Huang. But a Level One Wu Sheng could fight fifty Long Woo-seok like this. Thinking about it, it was indeed a little scary.

"All below Wu Sheng are ants," Lin Yun said to Yasuo from his previous life.

When he said this back then, he did not mean that Wu Sheng was strong, but that there were as many strong as the clouds in this world.

Instead, it was because this world was filled with experts. Only by reaching the Martial Saint Realm could one barely step into the threshold of this world.

In the end, Lin Yun did not have much confidence in defeating the president of the Assassination Society, but Lin Tianyang was still in the hands of the Assassination Society.

But Lin Tianyang was still in the hands of the Assassination Society. If Lin Yun didn't save him, he wouldn't be able to get over it.

"How far am I from Wu Sheng?" Yasuo looked firmly at Lin Yun and asked.

Lin Yun looked into Yasuo's eyes. It was rare for him to be so serious, and he said, "Not far."

After saying that, Lin Yun turned his head.

Yasuo heard this answer, but he was not very happy.

He did not know how long the "not far" that Lin Yun said would take.

At this moment, Yue Yue ran to Lin Yun with an apple and stuffed it into Lin Yun's hands. "Master, eat this!"

After Lin Yun took it, he looked into the distance, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

Just like Yasuo, even if he was Emperor Wu in his previous life, how long would it take for him to reach Wu Sheng's realm in this life?

Right now, he was already impatient in his heart. He wanted to grasp the Devil Slayer Sword and kill that pair of dog couple with a single strike!

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