Unlike the dark clouds in Xin 'an City and the bright night in front of the Dragon Sealing Mountain Pass, Yong Country's Lingbei Prefecture was bathed in the pale moonlight.
It wasn't to the extent that one couldn't see anything, but it was also difficult to see everything clearly.
Of course, for Transcendent cultivators, vision wasn't a problem that was difficult to solve.
"You're just a small and weak country. How dare you sneak into our borders? Just wait until Great Yong is free and we'll destroy you all! "
An old man with a long beard berated angrily. He held a green sword in his hand, causing green flames to surge as he fought against three opponents alone. He had the upper hand even though he was fighting against three opponents alone.
He was in a killing frenzy. His beard and hair danced in the wind as he pressed forward. The three Zhuang cultivators who surrounded him were forced to retreat. They relied on each other's support to not be defeated immediately.
At this moment, the wind suddenly whistled. A giant green python scuttled from behind the old man. It opened its huge mouth, revealing its ferocious fangs.
It came suddenly and swiftly, but the old man didn't overlook it. He turned around and swung his sword. His momentum was like a gust of wind as he counterattacked the green python.
"Old man, don't be so arrogant. Look at who this is!" A young cultivator with an inexperienced face placed the sword in his hand in front of a woman's neck.
However, perhaps he wasn't used to threatening people, or perhaps he was taught these words by someone else, but the young cultivator's tone was stiff and his body was stiff.
The woman whose neck was being held by his sword cried out, "Father!"
The old man with a long beard had just repelled the green python. His body shook as he turned around, "Hong 'er!"
His voice trembled, "Where's Ah Ning and the rest?"
He had already ordered his disciples to escape with his daughter. He had stayed behind to fight against the people of Zhuang. However, at this moment … he didn't dare to imagine and didn't want to believe.
The woman named Hong 'er was shocked and scared. She cried out, "Ah Ning and the rest … were all killed!"
The young cultivator who was holding her hostage also seemed to be very nervous. He shouted stiffly, "Old man, quickly surrender. Otherwise, I'll … I'll …"
The old man's beard and hair trembled. He was unable to restrain his anger, "You bunch of shameless people! Do you only know how to threaten people with their families? Do you have any family? Do you have any conscience? "
At this moment, the green python suddenly opened its mouth and a figure shot out like lightning. A light palm strike created the sound of waves!
A huge wave appeared out of nowhere and immediately surrounded the old man.
The old man raised his sword, but a stream of water wrapped around his wrist like a rope, preventing him from moving.
The Dao Energy in his body surged and was about to erupt.
A hand entered the water and grabbed his neck, twisting it!
The long-bearded old man immediately breathed his last. When he died, his eyes were still wide open, unwilling to close in peace.
This assassin was clearly stronger than him, but he first sent people to surround him, then let them threaten him, and even hid himself to launch a sneak attack!
How shameless!
The stream of water dissipated, revealing a young cultivator with an elegant face and a calm expression.
The long-bearded old man's corpse fell to the ground.
"Father!"
The woman named Hong 'er broke free from her restraints and threw herself onto the old man's corpse, crying bitterly.
The elegant-looking young cultivator floated down and killed the woman with a casual palm strike. Her cries and screams were all drowned out.
He raised his head and looked at the young cultivator. "You can't even control a woman whose Dao Energy has been crippled? Jiang Liuyue, are you going to return alive?! "
"Senior Brother Lin." Jiang Liuyue lowered her head, somewhat fearful, but more than that, she felt the pain of an uneasy conscience. "I don't think we should use his family …"
Senior Brother Lin looked at her coldly. "With such thoughts and attitude, it seems like I, Lin Zhengren, should call you Senior Brother!"
Jiang Liuyue said anxiously, "I … I just …"
"Sympathy? Compassion? A sense of justice? " Lin Zhengren recalled the green python with a flip of his hand and turned it into a long whip, wrapping it around his arm. He said coldly, "In a battle between two armies, there's only victory and defeat. There's no good or evil! Your Dao Points have been reset to zero for this operation. If there's a next time … get lost. "
Although the Zhuang army had fought their way into Yiyang Prefecture and reached the Dragon Sealing Pass, they did not have complete control of the areas they passed through. The main force of the army attacked the Dragon Sealing Pass ferociously, while a large number of Dao Academy disciples spread out and swept through the entire Yiyang Prefecture and Lingbei Prefecture to eliminate the local resistance.
Unlike the head-on clashes between armies, what the Dao Academy disciples faced were mostly small-scale battles.
The Zhuang army's surprise attack this time had been too sudden. Many forces in Lingbei Prefecture had been defeated before they could organize themselves. Now, many cultivators were scattered all over the place, putting up sporadic resistance.
At the same time, the main forces of Zhuang and Yong were fighting at the Dragon Sealing Pass. In order to ensure the safety of their rear, they had to sweep away those obstacles and break down any resistance.
That was what Lin Zhengren was in charge of.
At this moment, the three transcendental cultivators who had been attacking the long-bearded elder walked over and bowed to Lin Zhengren. Seeing him reprimand Jiang Liuyue, they didn't dare to speak.
"The Green Flame Sword Sect has been eliminated." Lin Zhengren flipped through the booklet in his arms. "According to the information, they seem to have an eldest disciple called Situ Jian. He should be a member of the Soaring Dragon Sect. Have any of you seen him?"
One of the young cultivators said, "He should've already run away."
Lin Zhengren nodded. "A mere member of the Soaring Dragon Sect. So what if he ran away? He won't be able to cause any trouble. Let's go to the next place … "
At this point, he suddenly stopped and held a milky-white bead. After calming down and sensing it for a while, he spoke again, "There's a new order."
"What order?" the same young cultivator asked.
Lin Zhengren was expressionless as he said mildly, "Drive away all the citizens of Lingbei Prefecture and have them attack the Dragon Sealing Pass."
The cultivators' expressions froze, but no one dared to object.
"You should've done this long ago," Lin Zhengren casually commented, then turned around. "Get to work."
Zhu Weiwo hadn't appeared on the battlefield. This was a great opportunity for him to plunder merit points and catch up to Zhu Weiwo. But he wasn't happy.
Because as smart as he was, he knew all too well what it meant.
From start to finish, he didn't even look at Jiang Liuyue, nor did he ask if she was willing to carry out such a mission. His attitude was very clear —
If she wasn't willing, then scram.
Even if it seemed harder and harder to catch up to Zhu Weiwo, he wouldn't give up. He had to get all the merit points he could. No one, no matter what, could affect him.
… …
… …
Zhu Weiwo had never known that Lin Zhengren was so concerned about him.
Or rather, he rarely paid attention to anyone. Lin Zhengren wasn't an exception.
The sky was dark, and no stars could be seen.
At this moment, the battlefield in Yong Zhuang was in a state of chaos. But he was sitting on the tall city gate tower of Spearhead City, his spear resting on his knees in silence.
Spearhead City was one of the ten cities ceded by the Mo Kingdom to the Zhuang Kingdom, and it was also the frontline between Zhuang and Mo.
Du Ruhui had arranged for him to stay here. If there was a battle, it would be fine, but the problem was that the Grand Minister of the Arrest Department was hiding here. If any trouble really appeared, the Grand Minister would take care of it.
With him here, there wouldn't be too much danger.
This reflected many people's expectations of him.
But it was precisely this deliberate safety that made him uncomfortable.
He was Zhu Weiwo.
When had he ever needed to be protected?
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