In reality, Zhong Shudao had never blamed Seijen. Everything was a conspiracy of the Dark Sect. They had known this for a long time.
But so what?
Even if it was a conspiracy of the Dark Sect, would Seijen be willing to watch the citizens of the three domains die?
The Dark Sect had already boasted. Regardless of whether this would happen or not, Seijen wanted to nip it in the bud.
Perhaps Seijen wasn't a great general and couldn't be as heartless as steel. But from another perspective, Seijen was definitely a good Island Lord.
"Envoy Zhong …" Seijen couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was a little touched.
Previously, he had treated Zhong Shudao in such a manner and even led the people of East Ocean to force Zhong Shudao into a coma.
But Zhong Shudao still didn't blame him. Instead, he was the first to console him.
"Envoy Zhong, if we survive this, we will definitely apologize to you." At the same time, Qian Bei and the other three Island Lords also walked to Zhong Shudao's side.
Even though the Dark Sect's Sect Leader, Founding Elders, and Elders — the seven people who represented the Dark Sect's highest combat power — were gathered here, there was no fear in their eyes.
"Did Nangong and the rest go down?" Zhong Shudao muttered to himself. He glanced at the entrance of the headquarters. Nangong and the rest had already retreated into the headquarters.
And now, there were a total of four million soldiers and a few dozen Wu Huang on the ground. This was equivalent to almost 70% of Tu Shenzong's strength.
Everyone was silent. Seijen and the rest knew that the four million soldiers also knew that they might not be able to live for long.
But no matter what, they had to persevere. At least, they had to let the citizens in the headquarters survive. At least, they had to let the younger generation survive. These people were their last hope.
"Let's attack first while their army is still here!" Seijen suggested. Although An Yong and the rest were strong, they were also extremely conceited.
At this moment, only the seven of them had come. There wasn't a single soldier behind them.
With four million soldiers and their combined forces, it was inevitable that they would be able to kill some of the seven people from the Dark Sect.
"Envoy Zhong, we'll definitely fight to the death in this battle!" Ma Tou patted Zhong Shudao's shoulder and raised his voice, "If you can survive, remember to tell Sect Head Lin to help us kill this group of bastards! Don't let any of them go! "
"Turtle Head, you called them turtles. Your zodiac is also a turtle. Doesn't that mean you're their grandfather?" Lan Qing was still in the mood to make fun of the enemy.
"If I had these grandchildren, I would have killed them all long ago. Why would I leave them to harm the world?" Bi Tou raised his chin and looked at the seven people in the sky with disdain.
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter. Their laughter was hearty and there wasn't a trace of fear in them.
And this fearlessness, through the laughter, infected every soldier.
Every soldier raised their arms and cheered. Their morale was high as they roared, "Kill these bastards!"
"Kill these bastards!"
"Kill these bastards!"
The shouts of the four million soldiers were like thunder that resounded in all directions.
The military flags fluttered in the wind and the war drums sounded, shocking everyone.
At this moment, even the commoners who were hundreds of miles away were touched by this fearless emotion.
Every commoner put their palms together and prayed that Lin Yun would return like a god that had descended to the mortal world to save them from the abyss of suffering.
Their high spirits made Seijen let go of his previous guilt. He stretched out his right hand and pointed at Dark Sect. Divine light shone behind him and immortal aura surged as he summoned the Three-Headed Serpent Dragon Martial Soul.
"Even if you kill us today, there will still be millions of us!"
"As long as one of Tu Shenzong is alive, he will definitely wait for Sect Head Lin's return!"
"The day Sect Head Lin returns will be the day your Dark Sect is destroyed!"
Now, everyone firmly believed that Lin Yun was still alive. Because only they believed in this, they had the faith to continue fighting.
"What a bunch of people who won't shed a tear until they see their coffins!" Zhao Lifeng snorted coldly and turned to Dark Sect. "Sect Head, should we summon the army?"
When they had rushed over from the East Sea, the Dark Sect army stationed in the East Sea had also set off.
As long as Dark Sect gave the order, the Dark Sect army would arrive very quickly.
In this battle, they would definitely destroy Tu Shenzong, destroy the East Sea, and completely let darkness descend upon the three regions.
At this moment, Dark Sect, who had never shown his true appearance, waved his hand and the black fog dissipated.
He stepped on the air and slowly advanced. In the blink of an eye, he was a few hundred meters away from Seijen and the rest.
Dark Sect had his hands behind his back and his expression was calm. There was no emotional fluctuation at all.
"Is this Dark Sect?"
"He doesn't look that strong?"
"But he's a Level Four Wu Sheng …"
When everyone saw Dark Sect's face clearly, they started whispering and discussing among themselves.
Dark Sect looked at the group of people in front of him. Be it Seijen, the four Island Masters, Zhong Shudao, or the ant-like soldiers, they were all the same in his eyes.
"Lin Yun is indeed your faith …" Dark Sect suddenly shook his head and murmured softly.
"Lin Yun is a ray of light in their hearts. He broke through the darkness and illuminated them.
"A real war is not just about killing people. What I want to do is to completely destroy the faith in your hearts."
Lin Yun was already dead. Dark Sect had never doubted this.
However, he had seen the influence Lin Yun had on these people.
These people had an unyielding faith in their hearts. So what if he killed them?
The people of the three regions believed that Lin Yun was not dead. They believed in Lin Yun and believed that Lin Yun would definitely come back to life and save them.
Killing people's hearts was the foundation of war.
Therefore, Dark Sect planned to first destroy the faith in these people's hearts and their fearless spirit.
With a swipe of his right hand, a broken black sword instantly appeared in his hand.
Dark Sect ignored the shocked expressions on the faces of Zhong Shudao, the person in the mirror, and the rest of Lin Yun's trusted subordinates. He smiled and said, "Do any of you recognize this sword?"
Dark Sect was full of confidence, and his face was filled with a proud smile. This broken black sword was Lin Yun's Demon Slayer Sword.
However, when the crowd saw the sword, they revealed a confused look.
Dark Sect had neglected one point. Although the Demon Slayer Sword never left Lin Yun's side, he rarely used it in front of others.
It was obvious that these soldiers, including Seijen and the others, did not know the origin of the Demon Slayer Sword.
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