Northern Region, Longhu Sect...
The main hall of the Longhu Sect was crowded with experts. Those who were qualified to sit in the hall were all experts who had reached Wu Huang's realm or above.
Two black tables were placed on top of the stairs. Long Woo-seok was sitting on one of them.
As for the other table, everyone knew that it was reserved for the famous God of Battle, Lin Yun.
Many of the people present had not seen Lin Yun before. They were eager to take this opportunity to witness the legendary appearance of Lin Yun.
"Sect Leader! The Sect Leader of the Tianxuan Sect, Xiao Yin, and Master Lin Yun are here! "Long Hongyi reported to Long Woo-seok as soon as he entered the hall.
"Quick, invite them in!" Long Woo-seok stood up. The rest of the people followed suit and looked toward the entrance of the hall.
Following this, Lin Yun and Xiao Yin entered the hall side by side.
"Brother Lin Yun, Sect Leader Xiao, it's been a while. How have you been?" Long Woo-seok said politely, before waving at Lin Yun and pointing to the seat beside him.
"Very well." Lin Yun said in a neutral tone. He walked up the stairs and sat at the table beside Long Woo-seok.
Everyone's gaze landed on Lin Yun as they whispered to each other.
"So that's Lin Yun?"
"He looks so young."
"I think he's only a third-grade Martial Ancestor …"
Lin Yun had not activated the Demon God Core Crystal. Therefore, the aura emitted from his body was only that of a third-grade Martial Ancestor.
However, no one dared to question Lin Yun's strength. Even the Sect Master of the Profound Sky Sect, Xiao Yin, could only sit at the first table below the stairs, but Lin Yun swaggered to sit next to Long Woo-seok. One could imagine his status.
"Since everyone is here and seems to know each other, I won't say anything more," Long Woo-seok said and went straight to the point.
Everyone sat down and listened attentively.
"The Assassination Society has been oppressing the Northern Region for decades, like ants attached to a tree."
"Today, the heroes of the Northern Region are gathered to suppress the Assassination Society."
"Now, we have confirmed the location of the Assassination Guild's headquarters."
"Gather millions of troops. There are 53 Wu Huangs, 1,200 Wu Zongs, and 50,000 King Wu's."
"I'm sure all of you know what's going on since you're able to come here."
"This battle will not be easy. Everyone here has fought against the Assassination Society before, so you all know how vicious their methods are."
"But if I don't go to hell, who will? Rather than wasting time with the Assassination Society, why not use the army? "
"I, Long Woo-seok, am over 50 years old, but I have a hot-blooded heart."
"I'm willing to take the lead and fight the Assassination Society with everyone!"
Long Woo-seok spoke passionately and made everyone's blood boil.
"Alright! I'm willing to fight the Assassination Society with Sect Master Long! "
"Fight the Assassination Society together!"
"Fight the Assassination Society together!"
Everyone raised their arms high and their hearts were filled with hot-blooded hearts.
When Long Woo-seok saw this, he was elated. He raised one hand and said, "I shall be the commander of the three armies and Lin Yun will be the deputy commander. Does anyone have any objections?"
Long Woo-seok looked at Lin Yun and realized that Lin Yun did not have much of a reaction.
At this moment, when they heard Long Woo-seok's words, many people started to discuss softly.
Even though they had heard of Lin Yun's deeds, many of them had not seen Lin Yun in action.
Everyone present was an expert of the Wu Huang realm. With Lin Yun's Level 3 Martial Ancestor aura, it was indeed not enough to convince them.
"Sect Master Long!" At this moment, a man walked out from the crowd. He was wearing a coat and his chest was exposed. He held a butcher's knife in his hand.
Long Woo-seok squinted his eyes as he looked at this man and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Among the brothers, there will inevitably be some who have not seen Lord Lin Yun in action."
"I'm not talented. I'm only a peak Level 6 Wu Huang. I hope to exchange a few blows with Lord Lin Yun and let the brothers witness Lord Lin Yun's prowess." Even though this was what this man said, everyone knew that this man did not believe in Lin Yun's strength.
"What's your name?" Long Woo-seok snickered in his heart, but he still put on a serious expression.
He knew that even he was not a match for Lin Yun, let alone a mere peak Level 6 Wu Huang.
"Meng Jun!" Meng Jun cupped his hands in greeting.
"Brother Lin Yun, what do you think?" Long Woo-seok asked Lin Yun's opinion. If Lin Yun was not willing to make a move, he could just dismiss this man. After all, he was the Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies. It was fine as long as he knew Lin Yun's strength.
He even thought that the position of Commander-in-Chief could be given to Lin Yun.
After all, after so many things, he already felt that Lin Yun was above him in both thinking and strength.
Lin Yun raised his head and casually glanced at Meng Jun. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from outside the door.
"Let me handle this kind of thing." Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw a swordsman in white slowly walking in.
"Who are you?" The person who had come was Yasuo. Meng Jun looked at him warily.
After Yasuo walked into the hall, he looked around and said, "Yasuo."
"I don't know you." Meng Jun shook his head. He was a little angry. He wanted Lin Yun to make a move, but now someone had suddenly appeared and said such a thing. It seemed like dealing with him was a very simple matter.
"It's Yasuo?"
"Purple Flame Swordsman Yasuo?"
"I heard that he is the number one expert under Lord Lin Yun …"
Some people recognized Yasuo and started discussing him.
"Yasuo is one of Lin Yun's men. He is not weak," Long Woo-seok explained.
"If that's the case, then I will challenge Lord Lin Yun after I defeat you!" Meng Jun snorted.
Seeing this, Long Woo-seok stood up and suggested, "Since both of you use sabers, why don't you use your martial souls and just use your saber techniques to show everyone?"
"Alright. Don't say I'm bullying you. "Meng Jun nodded.
Ever since Yasuo used the Purple Flame Demon Saber, his immortal energy had long since fused with his saber intent.
As long as he didn't want to reveal his realm, others wouldn't be able to see it. Meng Jun thought Yasuo was just a newbie who had just entered Wu Huang's realm.
"Draw your saber," Yasuo said calmly with his hands hanging low.
"You're not drawing your saber?" Meng Jun was a little surprised to see Yasuo standing with the saber still at his waist.
Yasuo didn't say anything. Then Meng Jun flew into a rage. He tightened his grip on the butcher's knife and slashed.
Meng Jun's figure was like a whirlwind, his body rising from the ground.
The butcher's knife in his hand flashed, and saber energy soared into the sky.
The onlookers stood up one after another.
"So fast!"
"He really is a good saber user!"
At the same time, Yasuo suddenly took a big step forward.
In the blink of an eye, the Purple Flame Demon Saber was swung and slashed smoothly.
The demon saber seemed to set off a thousand waves and interweave of flames.
Meng Jun was dumbfounded because his saber had just left his hand.
The Purple Flame Demon Saber stopped in front of Meng Jun's nose, only an inch away from cutting down.
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