"Lord Mou Wu should know, but I don't …"
Seeing that he had been recognized, Zhang Xuan couldn't be bothered to continue with his disguise.
"He isn't Lord Mou Wu! Kill him!"
The eyes of the three Otherworldly Demons narrowed. Just as they were about to make a move, a massive figure suddenly descended from the sky.
Padah!
The Otherworldly Demon controlling the formation was smashed into meat paste.
Following which, a skeletal dragon flew out and bit off the head of another Otherworldly Demon. A demonic saber easily sliced the last Otherworldly Demon into two.
They were only three Introspective Convalescence realm Otherworldly Demons. Since they had been recognized, there was no harm in killing them.
After dealing with the corpses, Zhang Xuan infused his zhenqi into the Teleportation Formation before him, and with a flash of light, he vanished from the spot.
He was a formation master in the first place, and his comprehension of spatial laws made him invincible. Activating the formation was a walk in the park.
With a jolt, he appeared on another Teleportation Formation. Looking around, he saw a massive valley surrounded by uneven mountains, sealing off the entire area.
"Paying respects to Commander!"
Barely after Zhang Xuan regained his footing, a voice sounded beside him.
It was a group of soldiers guarding the formation. Most likely, they had only noticed the grade of his armor and not his identity.
"Un."
Not bothering to respond, Zhang Xuan walked forward with widened strides.
The valley was vast, and the blood moon hung diagonally above the distant mountains. From afar, it looked like an ink painting.
Countless soldiers stood in square formations scattered across the valley. From afar, they looked extremely orderly, and there was not the slightest bit of noise. Just from their discipline alone, one could tell that they were well-trained and powerful soldiers.
As Mou Wu was a group from several Subterranean Galleries, no one doubted his identity. The further Zhang Xuan walked, the more apprehensive he became.
Similar to those in the Dracotiger Mountain Subterranean Gallery, even the weakest among them was at Saint 3-dan.
Even an Ancient Sage would have to retreat if a hundred thousand of them were to make a move simultaneously!
"I have to stop them, or else … we'll be in for a tough battle!"
Zhang Xuan frowned.
After so many years of development, Mingshi Tang should still be able to gather a hundred thousand Saint 3-dan experts. However, the 108 Subterranean Galleries that they were stationed in had long been spread out.
If this group were to charge out, they would be caught off guard.
But … how could they stop it?
Even Ancient Sages would not dare to face it head-on, let alone the current him.
If he were to charge forward, he would probably be surrounded before he could even kill a few people. He wouldn't even know how he died.
If he were to use his Heaven's Path zhenqi to poison the other party … Even if he were to deplete all of his zhenqi, it would still be insufficient for him to poison the other party. Even if he were to use the lightning tribulation, it would still be futile without a seer artifact!
Besides, all the soldiers had to be obedient.
"Let's find their commander first … Let's see if we can kill him!"
Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment, but he was unable to come up with a better solution.
To shoot a man, first shoot the horse. To capture the bandits, first capture the ringleader.
Since it was impossible for him to wipe out the Otherworldly Demons in one fell swoop, he would have to find the highest commander first. As long as he could deal with that commander, the rest should be much easier to deal with.
Activating the Eye of Insight, Zhang Xuan scanned his surroundings.
Soon, a huge tent surrounded by a group of soldiers appeared in his sight.
Slowly approaching the area, Zhang Xuan found a vantage point and tapped his finger lightly. The space before him warped once more, and all of a sudden, he vanished from sight.
After concealing himself, Zhang Xuan flew toward the tent and arrived before it.
Sha sha!
Not too long later, a commander dressed in black armor, just like Zhang Xuan, lifted the curtain and walked in. Following closely behind him, Zhang Xuan also entered the tent.
Inside the tent, a furnace was blazing, and the temperature was slightly warm. Taking a closer look, Zhang Xuan saw seventeen or eighteen people seated in the tent. Every single one of them was dressed in black armor, and it was clear that they were of the same standing as Mou Wu.
"They are all Sempiternal realm experts?"
Zhang Xuan's eyebrows shot up.
The people before him were all Great Sage 4-dan Sempiternal realm experts! Judging from their strength, they were no weaker than Mou Wu. This was especially so for the middle-aged man sitting at the very center, who was wielding a golden saber. His aura was on par with Yang shi's!
Zhang Xuan's body stiffened, not daring to move at all.
It was fortunate that he had not acted rashly. Otherwise, even though he had sealed the space around him, it would have been easy for him to be noticed.
He had made significant improvements over the past few days, but there was no way he would be able to escape from so many experts.
"Reporting to the High Commander, Bei Xin has objected to our request!"
The middle-aged man clasped his fist.
"Objected?"
The middle-aged man replied impassively.
"He said that their resources are limited, so it's impossible for them to give us too much. Since we are all serving our respective masters, there's no need for us to haggle over this matter," the middle-aged man replied.
"Haggle over this matter? He has a good idea. He wants us to be the vanguard, but he won't even lend us a batch of armor. It's clear that he wants us to die so that he can take advantage of the situation! "
"Indeed. Sovereign Chen Xing has never been greedy for anything, but who could have thought that Bei Xin would be so cunning as well? We are already in an alliance, but he still wants us to work for him? How can there be such a good deal in the world?"
…
Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, a huge commotion broke out in the tent.
The middle-aged man raised his hand and interjected, "Tell them that it's fine if they don't want to contribute anything. As long as we advance together, no one is allowed to back down. Otherwise, they'll have to hand over a hundred sets of Stellar Armors forged by Sovereign Chen Xing. Otherwise … we'll see who's stronger! I'll have a duel with him. If I win, we'll do as he says. If I lose, we'll have to listen to my orders! "
"Yes!"
The middle-aged man nodded before backing out of the tent.
Zhang Xuan hesitated for a moment before following the middle-aged man out of the tent.
Following closely behind the black-armored man, Zhang Xuan walked for a while before he saw a massive tent in the distance.
Based on their conversation, it seems like there are a hundred thousand people here, but they are divided into two factions. One belongs to Sovereign Chen Xing, and the other belongs to Sovereign Chen Ling!
Zhang Xuan pondered.
He had no idea what the differences between the two factions were, but from what he had heard and what he had heard, it seemed like the two factions were not as harmonious as he had thought.
It's good that there's a rift between them. As long as I can sow discord between them, I'll be able to resolve the threat in the Subterranean Gallery!
Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.
If a hundred thousand people were united, there was really nothing he could do. He would have to find a way to inform the humans so that they could make preparations in advance. Since they were divided into two factions, and it didn't seem like they were on good terms with one another, he might as well make use of this opportunity!
With a slight sway, Zhang Xuan altered his appearance, and in the next moment, he removed the spatial seal around him, revealing his true form.
"Cough!"
After revealing himself, Zhang Xuan intentionally coughed lightly.
"Who is it?"
The middle-aged man, who was walking toward the opposite tent, hurriedly turned around upon hearing the voice. Upon seeing the other party's appearance, he leaped in shock and bowed deeply. "High Commander, you … Why are you here?"
The person Zhang Xuan was disguised as was the High Commander wielding the golden saber in the room earlier.
(In order to add an update for Alliance Leader Lu Qingshu to participate in the Writer's Conference of the Province Writers' Association, I wrote a chapter using my phone.)
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