The group discussed as they walked, and soon, they arrived at Luoyang City.
Just as the three of them were about to return to Luoyang City, the voice transmitting amulet in Lin Yun's bosom suddenly lit up.
The three of them stopped what they were doing. This time, Lin Yun had given each of the dozen Wu Huangs he had brought with him a voice transmitting amulet so that it would be easier to report on the battle situation.
"Reporting to Sect Leader, we've discovered another group of enemies in the west!" One of the Wu Huangs guarding the northern part of Luoyang City reported from the other end of the voice transmitting amulet.
"Another group of people has arrived in less than an hour?" Alchemist Murong and Sheng Ren looked at each other. Both of their eyes were filled with shock, and they were also extremely confused. How long had it been since they last met?
Lin Yun frowned and asked, "How many people are there?"
"Our initial estimate is … thirty thousand."
"Return to Desolation City," Lin Yun ordered as he put away the voice transmitting amulet.
A moment later, the fifty thousand mutated beasts in Desolation City appeared once again.
The horn of attack was blown once again. These fifty thousand mutated beasts were still full of energy, their eyes filled with ferocity.
They were not afraid of death or pain. Their duty in life was to fight until their lives were over!
The blood-colored sandstorm rolled up once again. Lin Yun led the fifty thousand mutated beasts straight into the thirty thousand enemy troops.
"Kill!"
Lin Yun pulled out the Netherworld Sacred Sword once again, and a new round of slaughter was even more cruel and terrifying.
In just two minutes, the thirty thousand Martial Masters were completely annihilated.
The autumn wind rustled, and the entire land was dyed scarlet with blood.
The thick smell of blood lingered in the air, stimulating the ferocity of the mutated beasts deep in their hearts.
Lin Yun stood in front of the gates of Desolation City with his hands behind his back. Behind him was the terrifying army of mutated beasts.
The last rays of the setting sun had already disappeared. Although the sky was no longer glowing, there was still a faint gray tint of dusk. A bone-chilling wind began to blow across the mournful grassland.
Lin Yun was like a demon god, and the mutated creatures behind him were his best warriors.
"Master, the wind is strong. It's time to head back." Seijen placed a cloak over Lin Yun and whispered.
"Master, there's something fishy about this." Alchemist Murong came to Lin Yun's side as well. He seemed to be deep in thought.
"I know."
Lin Yun was expressionless as he gazed into the distance.
During the battle just now, he discovered something.
Logically speaking, this group of soldiers who were only Martial Masters would feel extreme fear after witnessing the strength of this group of mutated creatures.
Under such circumstances, anyone would choose to escape.
However, these two waves of enemies were the same. Even if their faces were filled with fear and despair, even if they had the opportunity to retreat, they still chose to stay and die.
"I wonder if Sect Leader's guess is the same as mine." Alchemist Murong smiled.
Lin Yun replied calmly, "Perhaps."
There was another thing that puzzled Lin Yun. Why hadn't the direct subordinates of the Sacred Alliance been mobilized?
These two waves of attacks were only the Sacred Alliance's slave army. There were no direct subordinates of the Sacred Alliance.
"Could it be that the Sacred Sect is aware of the Sacred Alliance's actions?" Lin Yun still felt that this matter was a little strange. Hence, he sounded the gongs to retreat and returned to Luoyang City.
Over the next few days, Lin Yun realized that there was something fishy about this war.
Although the enemy's attacks were getting more intense, the direct subordinates of the Sacred Alliance had never appeared.
Even a senior member of the Sacred Alliance did not show up.
From the beginning to the end, it was only the Sacred Alliance's slave army that attacked.
Moreover, the number of soldiers in these armies was getting smaller and smaller. In the beginning, there were 30,000 soldiers. Now, there were less than 200 million soldiers.
Every time, Lin Yun thought that it was a conspiracy of the Sacred Alliance. Hence, he led the mutated creatures to attack with all his might. However, nothing unexpected happened.
On the third day, the enemy's sixth attack was completely annihilated by Lin Yun. After returning to Luoyang City, Lin Yun already had his own ideas.
In the Castellan Residence of Luoyang City, Alchemist Murong reported the latest information to Lin Yun. "According to the information collected by the scouts, there are only Sacred Alliance's slave army in the other areas guarded by the other Devil Sects. There are no direct subordinates of the Sacred Alliance."
"I got it." Lin Yun nodded and then said to Alchemist Murong, "Continue to send out scouts to monitor the movements of the other Devil Sects, especially the movements of the intelligence team."
"Understood." Alchemist Murong nodded and then went to give Lin Yun's orders.
While battles were taking place everywhere and the sound of bugles resounded, the Anti-Union Religion's main camp in the center of the Immortal Spirit Mountain Range was peaceful.
The soldiers of the Anti-Union Religion's direct subordinates completely ignored the chaos in the outside world. Instead, they seemed to be at ease, talking and laughing, without the slightest vigilance of the impending war.
In the middle of the main camp, in a large hall of a city, Old Immortal Gobbler was sitting on a throne on a nine-step flight of stairs.
"I knew I wouldn't be able to hide this from you." Old Immortal Gobbler waved his hand, and a pot of wine appeared in front of him. It floated steadily over and landed on a long table in the hall.
A figure sat on the side of the long table. This figure was the Sect Leader of the intelligence team, the King of Spies, Tian Yin!
Tian Yin picked up the pot of wine and poured himself a cup. "In a war, intelligence often plays a crucial role."
"Now, at least half of the intelligence in the entire divine territory is in my hands. Naturally, this can't be hidden from me."
"Oh? In that case, you knew about it from the beginning? " Old Immortal Gobbler asked curiously. After all, this matter was of great importance, and he was also very curious about when the intelligence team intercepted this information.
"No." The King of Spies shook his head and slowly took a sip of wine before saying indifferently, "The Tongtian Lord did not appear. Coupled with the Sacred Alliance and Old Immortal Gobbler, your strange actions made me suspicious."
"Therefore, after reading through some of the previous intelligence, coupled with some of the newly intercepted intelligence, I was naturally able to obtain some useful information."
Old Immortal Gobbler shook his head with a smile, then reached out to stroke his beard and did not continue speaking.
Seeing Old Immortal Gobbler's attitude, the King of Spies couldn't help but sneer and say in a mocking tone, "Old Immortal, you and the Sacred Sect are really playing a good game."
Old Immortal Gobbler chuckled. "You also know that those things are too tempting. It's not something that one person and one horse can obtain."
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