At Blessed Buddha Temple's headquarters, Heavenly Spirit Mountain, a group of higher-ups had decided to be frank, no longer beating around the bush. They directly stated that they wanted to snatch Ouxi Sacred Ground's immortal pills and capture Ye Qinghan alive.
The Lord of Blessed Buddha was silent for a long time. The slightest mistake in this plan would offend many Sacred Grounds. The most important one was Sky Piercing Church. Not only could Sky Piercing Church be on par with Blessed Buddha Temple, they could even crush them. Moreover, Ye Qinghan had an Eternal Saint backing him. Although he wasn't sure if he was a Great Saint, but with Sky Piercing Church, crushing Blessed Buddha Temple wouldn't be a problem. Moreover, if they failed, would Ouxi Sacred Ground sit idly by?
The Lord of Blessed Buddha's consideration was the most extensive, his wise eyes emitting Buddhist light.
"If we fail, Blessed Buddha Temple is finished. If we succeed, Blessed Buddha Temple will have at least two more immortal pills, which means two Eternal Saints!"
The Lord of Blessed Buddha muttered to himself. Two more trusted Eternal Saints, such a coveted ending.
Inside Blessed Buddha Temple's hall, everyone was silent, waiting for the Lord of Blessed Buddha to make the final decision.
"This Buddha definitely cannot act. How confident are you in wiping out that group of people without leaving any traces behind?" The Lord of Blessed Buddha asked indifferently.
Once they acted, Blessed Buddha Temple's cultivation method must not work, otherwise, they would become unreasonable.
Thousand Hand Buddha's eyes flashed coldly, he bowed and said, "Master, let's use our trump cards. Once we're done, we'll wipe them out. As for us, we're all willing to sacrifice our lives for you, you can rest assured."
Buddha's face was poisonous to the heart. Which one of them wasn't like that?
The Lord of Blessed Buddha thought about it and nodded, "Alright, then we'll use our trump cards. They'll be responsible for killing, you'll be responsible for the aftermath. There can't be a single mistake, otherwise, Blessed Buddha Temple will be in danger!"
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On that day, more than a hundred black-robed men walked out of Heavenly Spirit Mountain. They were all upper level cultivators with terrifying combat strength. Their faces were unfamiliar, they had never been seen before!
As soon as they stepped out of the Secret Realm, they put on black demonic masks, and the aura emanating from their bodies was definitely not Buddhist Qi, but an even more sinister poison art. If the Demon Lord Fashen was here, he would definitely be able to tell that it was similar to the three great demonic arts of the Sky Demon Cult.
These people had been trained by the Lord of Blessed Buddha. He had studied the Celestial Devil Lord's cultivation method and created the Oddballs, but their strength was definitely not weak. After all, they were the products of the Eternal Saint. Any one of these people was stronger than an ordinary Upper Plane cultivator. Not even the Blood Strike Guards could compare to them. They were only slightly weaker than Zhang Yingshi.
After receiving the order, they moved out quickly. Just half a day after they left, Thousand Hand Buddha and the seven high-level immortal buddhas moved out as well. They formed the second column. Even if one or two of Ye Qinghan's people managed to escape, they couldn't withstand the siege of eight experts.
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At this time, Ye Qinghan and the rest of the 30 plus people had turned into adventurers. Every 30 to 50 days, they would change teams. Occasionally, they would turn into mercenaries. Their disguise was very good, but they were still in other people's territory. Every blade of grass and every tree was under the control of the Blessed Buddha Temple, let alone 30 plus people.
Screech!!
The goshawk flew into the air and disappeared in a flash. It tailed them from afar. At most, it would follow them for three to five days before other birds took its place.
Ye Qinghan's group crossed through many cities, big and small, thinking that they were flawless and no one could see through them. However, the people from Blessed Buddha Temple's headquarters had already grasped their whereabouts and were constantly mobilizing more than one hundred men in black.
The leader of the men in black looked a little old. His hair was grey and his skin was wrinkled. The hand holding the sword had thick skin and many calluses. It seemed that he had been cultivating swordsmanship for many years.
Half a month later, a goshawk swooped down from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the men in black. The leader of the men in black stretched out his hand. The goshawk landed on his arm. Its talons were wrapped in a bamboo scroll with a piece of paper hidden inside.
The leader took out the paper and flipped it open. His black eyes under the mask flashed as he stared at the small line of words on the paper.
"Blackwind Stockade, attack. Exterminate all of them!"
Whoosh!
The paper turned into fine powder and scattered with the wind, leaving no trace behind.
"Head to Blackwind Stockade." The leader's voice was cold and emotionless, like a robot.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
More than a hundred experts crossed the city. Using the transportation formation, it only took them five days to reach Blackwind Stockade before Ye Qinghan and the rest.
The Blackwind Stronghold couldn't be considered bandits. They only collected tolls and didn't kill. Strictly speaking, they belonged to the Blessed Buddha Temple. Unfortunately, their fate came to an end when more than one hundred black-clothed men arrived.
"Kill, leave no one alive." The leader said indifferently.
Whoosh!
The divine sword was unsheathed, killing without spilling blood. How could the small fries resist? They didn't even have a chance to resist before dying.
The corpses were quickly moved away, leaving no trace behind. In the middle of the night, they entered Blackwind Stockade and began to reap the lives inside. Blood flowed like a river. The large Blackwind Stockade had nearly a thousand people, but in one night, all of them died. The corpses were piled up in the mountains.
"The first team will disguise themselves as normal bandits and set up camp in the valley that they have to pass through. The second and third teams will set up camp in the deep mountains on the left side of the valley. The fourth and fifth teams will hide in the valley on the right side. The seventh and eighth teams will block the exit. The ninth and tenth teams will spread out in all directions of the entrance. Stay a little further away and let them enter the Black Wind Stronghold.
Each team had ten people, a total of one hundred and eleven. Everyone quickly took up their positions. The Blackwind Stockade was so quiet that it made one's hair stand on end.
The sky was dotted with stars and the moon shone down. The scenery was like a fairyland, very alluring.
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At this time, Ye Qinghan's group was only half a day's journey from Blackwind Stockade. However, they were hired and had to enter Blackwind Stockade. The Blessed Buddha Temple had long since learned of this.
They didn't travel very fast, moving at the normal speed of a mercenary. Hundreds of carriages carried many treasures, rushing day and night. They only stopped to rest when they were tired.
The employer was an old man, two middle-aged men, and a young girl. Judging from their clothing, they were a family. Their cultivation wasn't weak.
"Commander Ye, should we rest for a day before entering Blackwind Stockade?" The old man kindly reminded.
Ye Qinghan looked at the old man and asked calmly. "Briefly introduce Blackwind Stockade. I'm not familiar with this place."
"Blackwind Stockade is the intersection between the Blessed Buddha Temple and the Xiahou Sacred Land. They only collect tolls and rarely clash with mercenary groups. However, we have a lot of goods. I think it's better to be careful," the old man said in a low voice.
Ye Qinghan looked at the sky. They should be able to reach Blackwind Stockade before daybreak. Since Blackwind Stockade had never clashed with mercenary groups before, and they were going to enter during the day, the probability of conflict was low. Even if a conflict did occur, they had more than thirty upper realm cultivators. Once they entered the Xiahou Sacred Land, the Blessed Buddha Temple would no longer be a threat.
"The Xiahou Sacred Land has a good relationship with the Battle Clan. We have a good relationship with the Battle Clan as well. Therefore, let's enter the Xiahou Sacred Land as soon as possible. No more rest, let's hurry," Ye Qinghan decided.
They rushed to Blackwind Stockade under the cover of the night. When daybreak came, the mountain range of Blackwind Stockade came into view.
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