Curses reverberated throughout Longhu Mountain. Wang Pushi, on the other hand, calmed down and looked at the people kneeling on the ground with great interest.
He was clearly like a god before this group of people. He possessed divine power and could easily reap their lives, so why were these people not afraid of him at all?
Was it really because of Lin Yun that this group of people had so much courage?
Wang Pushi muttered to himself as he searched for a way to completely crush the psychological defenses of these ants.
He looked around, and his gaze finally fell on the rows of tombstones at the back of the mountain.
"Long Woo-seok, Seijen … Hehe, I heard that Tu Shenzong has another tradition. Those who die on the battlefield will be buried here." Wang Pushi suddenly smiled, looking like a sincere and honest middle-aged man.
However, what he did in the next second made the entire back of the mountain fall silent.
He suddenly lifted his right foot and stomped on the ground fiercely.
With a loud bang, the area behind the mountain where the tombstones were placed suddenly exploded.
All the tombstones could not withstand a single blow from this half-step Wu Zun and were instantly shattered into pieces.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
The Radiant Head of State suppressed his anger, turned around, and left the back of the mountain.
He knew about the deeds of Long Woo-seok, Seijen, and the others, and he also knew that without this group of people, Tu Shenzong would not have been able to reach where he was today.
Although he had never fought alongside Lin Yun in this life, he deeply respected this kind of brave warrior who did not fear the rich and powerful and was brave enough to face death.
If not for his status, he would have slapped Wang Pushi to death right there and then.
"Wang Pushi, you're not far from death!"
All the commoners were no longer cursing. Instead, they gradually calmed down. They stared at Wang Pushi as if he was a dead man.
Wang Pushi did not take this matter to heart at all. He had long disliked Lin Yun and wanted to capture him. He immediately said, "I can spare the person who provides Lin Yun's whereabouts!"
The result was obvious. All the commoners spat at Wang Pushi at the same time.
It wasn't because they respected Lin Yun that much, but because they really didn't know where Lin Yun was right now.
However …
Even if they knew where Lin Yun was, they would never expose Lin Yun's whereabouts.
This group of people who were still alive on Mount Longhu had accompanied Lin Yun through countless life and death battles.
Assassination Association, Dark Sect, Intelligence Faction, Sacred Alliance …
They were already used to seeing life and death. There were even many people who had no relatives. Their relatives had already died on the battlefield and were buried in the back of the mountain.
They would sometimes come to the back of the mountain to pay their respects to their relatives.
But today, Wang Pushi had completely destroyed their hopes.
Looking at the broken ground and the exposed white bones, every commoner was a hero. They were not afraid of the blades of the Celestial realm …
Without a doubt, the entire Mount Longhu was dyed red with blood. Under Wang Pushi's orders, the former Longhu City was reduced to ruins amidst a sea of flames.
The thick stench of blood seemed to cover a radius of a hundred miles, making people shudder.
Wang Pushi did not slack off because of this. He found many sect leaders or targets who had been in contact with Lin Yun but had not joined Tu Shenzong.
For the Zone of Chaos, this was destined to be a great disaster.
At the same time, far away in the Eastern Continent, a young man in a long white robe was flying in mid-air.
At a glance, there was a boundless desert.
The sand shimmered under his gaze, and waves of geothermal heat assaulted his face.
The temperature of this desert was also frighteningly high, almost reaching seventy or eighty degrees. It was like a huge furnace.
An ordinary person would definitely not be able to withstand such high temperatures.
This was the Furnace Desert of the Eastern Continent!
In reality, the Eastern Continent was huge. The territories under the jurisdiction of the Four Great Holy Lands occupied a large part of the Eastern Continent.
However, there were still some areas with scarce resources under the jurisdiction of the Fallen Army, the Five Supremes, and other forces.
This Furnace Desert belonged to one of the Five Supremes, the Six-Winged Pavilion.
"It should be this direction …"
This young man in white was Lin Yun. He used the ability of the Giant Queen's bloodline to change his appearance, not wanting to attract attention in the Eastern Continent.
His target, the Heptaglite, was not a scarce resource. It was just that there was only one vein in the entire Divine Realm, and it needed to cross the entire Furnace Desert.
Although there was only one vein, the Heptagonal Cyan didn't have much use. It could even be said that apart from creating the Void Spirit Vessel and a few other formations, it didn't have any other use. In the end, no one went to excavate the Heptagonal Cyan.
Now, all Lin Yun needed to do was cross the Furnace Desert, take the Heptaglite, and leave this place to return to Tu Shenzong.
However!
As he got closer and closer to the Furnace Desert, Lin Yun felt waves of energy fluctuations in front of him.
"Someone is fighting here?" Lin Yun was a little surprised. He suddenly thought of the information that the man in the mirror had sent some time ago.
The Six-Winged Pavilion had sent out a large number of troops, and it seemed like they were chasing after someone.
Could it be that the army of the Six-Winged Pavilion was fighting someone?
Lin Yun immediately released his Divine Sense to detect the auras of the two parties fighting.
One of the auras was very familiar to Lin Yun.
"Why is it them?"
After thinking for a moment, Lin Yun flew toward the area where the battle was happening without any hesitation.
The army of hundreds of thousands was very eye-catching in this golden desert.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers were dressed in black with six wings of light embroidered on their chests. It was obvious that they were from the Six-Winged Pavilion, one of the Five Venerables.
This group of soldiers formed a circle and surrounded their enemies.
Apart from that, there were two men who were particularly eye-catching in the army of the Six-Winged Pavilion. Their auras had reached the level of Wu Zun!
One of them was tall and bare-chested. He had reached the level of Level Five Wu Zun, and his title was "Mirror Image Monster."
The other person had feminine features and four wings on his back. He had reached the level of Level Four Wu Zun, and his title was "Four-Winged Angel."
Surrounded by the Six-Winged Pavilion were four people who were severely carbonized and dripping with blood.
However, the surprising thing was that the blood that flowed out of the four of them was not red. Instead, it appeared to be gray.
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