Any one of these crimes was enough to sentence Lin Yun to death.
Moreover, the Space Lord was wary of the Saint Sect. He knew that since Sakra had asked Lin Yun to go to the South Pole, he must have found something there.
That thing might be able to revive the Saint Sect.
It wasn't easy for the Space Lord to gain control of the entire Western Continent. He wouldn't let anyone or any force get involved.
The Space Lord stood up and glanced at everyone. "Jian Xiaoyao, Xiu Mu, Wei Yan, Thorn, Ren Tianxing, the five of you get ready to accompany me to the South Pole the day after tomorrow."
The Space Lord then looked at Holy Lord Lieyan. "I'll leave all the affairs in the Alliance to you when I'm not around."
"Yes!"
The next morning, on Girls Island.
Lin Yun had already arrived at the coast. Many of the higher-ups of Tu Shenzong had appeared to send Lin Yun off.
This trip was extremely dangerous, and they all had worried expressions on their faces.
In the battle with the Frenzied Bloodthirsty Demon, they had lost 30 guards. Now, there were only 120 guards left.
Lin Yun ordered Alchemist Murong to bring all of the Devil Palace's guards, as well as the Sea King and the three Patriarchs. He left Xiao Yin, Lady Luo, and the Dragon and Phoenix Beasts to oversee the God-Slaying Sect.
"Let's go back. There's no need to worry," said Lin Yun calmly. He didn't stay any longer and left the island with everyone.
"Grandmaster, you must return safely!" Xiao Yin prayed in her heart. Everyone else was silent as well. They could only pray for Lin Yun and the others.
The South Pole Continent was at the extreme end of the Divine Realm. It was a long journey, so Lin Yun didn't plan to use the Primordial Demon.
After all, his whereabouts had been captured by the Purplewing Mad Demon a few times. If he accidentally used the Primordial Demon and was seen by the Purplewing Mad Demon, he would be in big trouble.
Furthermore, the Sacred Alliance was further away from the Antarctic Continent, which meant that they would arrive later than him. Lin Yun didn't want to face the Saint alone.
A few days later, Lin Yun finally arrived at the Antarctic Continent.
Just like its name, the Antarctic Continent was a vast expanse of desolation and whiteness.
"Why did the Saint choose the Antarctic Continent?" Alchemist Murong could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it. The Antarctic Continent was located in a remote area, but it was quite large, almost the same size as the Chaos Region.
However, the environment here was harsh, and it was covered in ice and snow all year round. Resources were rather scarce, but there were still many people living here.
"He must have found something." The Sea King looked around, frowned, and asked, "Suzerain, where do we find the people of the Holy Church now?"
Lin Yun looked ahead and said coldly, "Someone's coming."
The Sea King and the others looked ahead and saw a large army of a hundred people running toward them.
The Sea King and the others immediately drew their weapons and prepared for battle.
Lin Yun waved his hand and said, "Put them away. They should be from the Holy Church."
What kind of army could there be in such a remote place? It must be from the Holy Church.
Moreover, the person leading the army was a Level-1 Wu Sheng.
As Lin Yun expected, the person leading the army was a burly man.
The burly man was tall and had a full beard, like a lion.
When he saw Lin Yun, he immediately asked, "Are you Lin Yun?"
The burly man's words were very arrogant, and the three patriarchs' expressions changed. No matter what, Lin Yun was now a suzerain. How could he let a Wu Sheng call him by his name?
However, Lin Yun did not lose his temper. He smiled and nodded casually.
"You've made us wait. Wait here, I'll go inform the Sect Leader." The burly man said rudely. After that, he turned to the soldiers behind him and ordered, "Watch them, don't let them escape."
The burly man's attitude made everyone angry.
"Don't lose your temper. Saving people is more important." Lin Yun knew that the Saint Church was trying to put him in his place, but what else could they do? The lives of Prince Namgong and the others were in the hands of the Saint Church.
One had to lower one's head when under someone else's roof.
Looking at the sneer hanging on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, Murong Fangshi could not help but shiver. He knew that this burly man would definitely die a terrible death.
"The South Pole seems to be bigger than the North Pole." The three patriarchs began to talk since they had nothing to do.
"The southernmost part of the divine realm is indeed bigger than the North Pole." Lin Yun looked around and released his divine sense, but he did not detect the aura of Sakra and the others.
The main forces of the Saint Church were probably not nearby.
Not long after, the burly man came again, and behind him was another familiar person — the Mutant Monkey King.
"Sect Leader Lin, long time no see. How have you been?" The Mutant Monkey King held the Wishful Scepter in his hand. Although he did not say anything, there was an unconcealable killing intent in his eyes.
The aura of the peak Level Four Wu Zun was leaking wildly, putting pressure on Lin Yun and the others.
"Monkey King, long time no see." Lin Yun nodded in greeting.
"It's really not easy to ask Sect Leader Lin to come." The Mutant Monkey King mocked, then put on a "please" gesture, and everyone flew forward together.
"No matter what, we've worked together before. If Monkey King needs any help, just ask. Why go through so much trouble?" Lin Yun replied calmly.
The Mutant Monkey King glanced at Lin Yun and sneered. "Sect Leader Lin, you can even kill the Right Emissary of my Saint Church. I'm afraid I don't have the face to ask Sect Leader Lin."
"Monkey King, you must be joking." After Lin Yun responded, everyone quieted down.
However, the burly man said carelessly, "Monkey King, why are you so polite to him? If it weren't for this kid, would our Saint Church be reduced to this situation?"
If it was in the past, the Mutant Monkey King would definitely reprimand this person, but today, he smiled coldly and turned to Lin Yun. "Young man, don't take it to heart. Sect Leader Lin, don't take it to heart."
Young man?
Lin Yun and the others sneered in their hearts. This burly man was probably more than a hundred years old, and he was still a young man.
It seemed that the Mutant Monkey King also wanted to use this person's quick tongue to humiliate Lin Yun.
"It's okay. Why would the elders always bother with the juniors?" Lin Yun smiled.
As soon as this was said, the Mutant Monkey King's expression changed. This sentence was not said to the burly man, but to the Mutant Monkey King.
The Mutant Monkey King snorted coldly. Along the way, everyone looked at each other silently. After a long time, they arrived at their destination, the center of the Antarctic Continent.
Stealing Fragrance
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