Looking at the three Saints, Wu Xing Wen's heart sank.
He's the one in the right here, and justice is on his side. Even if Hundred Flowers Fairy was angry, his Shifu should've protected him.
Even the Great Monk of Sorrow, who can't stand a single grain of sand, would stand on his side.
No matter how strong Hundred Flowers Fairy is, facing two Saints at once, she can only swallow her anger.
At that time, I'll be able to show my righteous image in front of everyone. Even Hundred Flowers Fairy won't be able to touch me in front of the other two Saints.
This will also deal a blow to Bai Hua sect's reputation, getting back what they lost in the semester examination.
Gu Qing Shan will also lose her reputation from then on, no longer having that bullshit Sword 15 nickname.
That's killing three birds with one stone!
Who knew that as soon as the three Saints arrived, not only did Shifu not protect me, even the Great Monk of Sorrow spoke up.
Why is that?
Wu Xing Wen felt dizzy, as if there was a wall blocking his mind, preventing him from thinking clearly.
"Qin Xiaolou, you should go and finish your original task, Gu Qing Shan, come with me" Hundred Flowers Fairy waved her hand, taking Gu Qing Shan to the cloud and stood behind her.
"Yes, Shifu" Qin Xiaolou happily jumped back, glaring at Wu Xing Wen on the way.
"Let's put this aside for now" Hundred Flowers Fairy tried to hold it in for a while before finally speaking.
"That's right, there's something more important to do right now. About your disciple, we'll give him justice later" Xuanyuan Tianzun also tried to persuade her.
Hearing that, Wu Xing Wen was even more frightened.
But there's no turning back now.
The Great Monk of Sorrow looked at the cultivators and spoke with a gentle voice: "Amitabha, to find the traitor, this Saint has come up with a method to identify them. Everyone, put down your weapons, Inventory Bags and spirit beast bags, then enter the tent one by one. With the power of Buddhism, this Saint will quickly find the traitor"
"After we've identified the traitor, we'll immediately head to Demon Clouds River to fight the demons!"
"Yes!"
The cultivators responded in unison.
Since the Monk of Sorrow had a way to solve the problem, it was naturally for the best.
At this time, the Hundred Flowers Fairy brought Gu Qing Shan into the tent, while Xuanyuan Tianzun looked at everyone and spoke: "The three Ding Yuan Generals, come in first"
Hearing this, Wu Xing Wen hesitated as he glanced at the other two Ding Yuan Generals.
Only to see that Gongsun Zhi and Ming Hui monk had already followed Xuanyuan Tianzun inside.
Wu Xing Wen stood there in a daze, then suddenly laughed.
What was going on? Why don't I want to go in?
Wu Xing Wen shook his head and followed him into the tent.
Seeing Wu Xingwen walk into the tent, the Great Monk of Sorrow who had been silent all this while let out a sigh of relief, as if he was celebrating something.
"There's still hope …"
He muttered in an almost inaudible voice before entering the tent.
A moment later, the three Ding Yuan Generals walked out.
They very naturally called out to their subordinates and organized the cultivators of various sects and clans to enter the military tent in an orderly manner.
One by one, the cultivators lined up in a long line and quickly entered the military tent.
This process was too quick, so quick that it felt like it was just for show.
Because of this, a strange scene appeared in the military tent.
The cultivators entered the military tent with blank expressions, then quickly came out from the other side.
Among the cultivators waiting in line to be screened, some of the smarter ones among them had the same answer in their minds.
— — the three Saints were just going through the motions.
The reason why they did this was to reassure everyone before the final battle.
"How is it?"
"How did the Saints identify traitors?"
"What kind of spell is it?"
A few cultivators who haven't gone in yet grabbed the cultivators who just came out and asked curiously.
"A Buddhist secret technique, you'll know once you go in"
The cultivators who just came out kept them in suspense and answered mysteriously.
After all the cultivators had gone through the military tent, the three Saints reappeared on the General Selection Platform.
From their expressions, they seemed a bit tired.
But the strange thing was, even now, not a single traitor was found.
And the Great Monk of Sorrow didn't seem to be in the mood to talk about this.
The entire military camp was silent. No one asked who the mole was at the wrong time.
In the midst of silence, the three Saints spoke.
"Let's go?" Xuanyuan Tianzun asked.
"Let's go, success or failure depends on this" the Hundred Flowers Fairy answered.
"Amitabha, may the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas protect humanity" the Great Monk of Sorrow said.
Demon Clouds River.
This was a vast river in front of the Demon Palace.
This river was originally called Clouds River, but after the Tianma from the outside world descended, it was renamed Demon Clouds River.
Legend has it that many years ago, when the Demon Palace appeared in this world, to avoid attracting the attention of the living beings of this world, the demons of the other world diverted the river water and used a secret technique to isolate this place.
The Demon Clouds River was shrouded in mist all day long, the wind didn't disperse, birds couldn't fly, fish couldn't swim.
Only a few mountain peaks on top of the river were covered in green spirit plants, looking like a celestial mountain.
If you didn't know, you wouldn't be able to think that this place was actually the territory of the demons.
Behind the Demon Clouds River was the Demon Palace.
Although it's called the Demon Palace, it actually looks more like a temple.
This temple was made from solid black metal, without a single hole in it, only a single black gate that was wide open.
Standing outside, looking in from afar, you can see a graceful figure sitting on the altar.
Because of the limited vision, you can only see the thin feather clothing she was wearing, but not her face or expression.
No one knows what kind of person is being worshipped on the altar.
And no one has ever been able to sneak into this temple to see what's going on.
At the time, Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yuechan also came back from Shen Wu world and wanted to go in to see what's going on, only to be discovered by the demons and be exposed.
The camp in front of the Demon Clouds River.
Countless demons of all shapes and sizes were standing in formation.
They roared and roared, impatiently waiting for the military order to charge into the cultivator army and slaughter them in a frenzy.
Not far from them on the other side was the Human Race's army.
Tens of thousands of human cultivators were completely silent, looking at the demons without saying a word.
Inside every formation, large-scale defensive formations and offensive formations were already prepared, the cultivators were also holding their weapons in their hands.
They were also waiting for the next order.
On this day, as if even heaven and earth had sensed it, the sun didn't rise for the entire day.
High up in the sky, thick dark clouds were gathering, covering the entire sky and making the earth seem cold and gloomy.
The two armies were facing each other, the drums of war were about to be beaten.
Suddenly, thirteen figures floated up from the Demonic Clouds River and landed between the two armies with a majestic aura.
A tall old man wearing a white robe appeared.
His white hair was tied into a neat Daoist bun, and he wore a long white robe. His skin was also sickly pale, and there were cracks on both sides of his eyes. Once he smiled, his white vertical pupils looked especially ferocious.
This was the inheritor of the Divine Beast White Tiger's bloodline, a Saint who has been a Beast Saint for hundreds of years, the strongest Beast Saint, Venerable Xin.
Venerable Xin clasped his hands behind his back, laughing: "This old man is here, why don't I see the 3 Saints?"
When he opened his mouth to speak, the other twelve figures landed quietly and stood respectfully behind him.
In the army formation, when the fiendish demons heard his voice, all of their minute movements immediately paused, not daring to make the slightest sound.
A cloud slowly flew out from the human army, landing in front of the white-robed Venerable Xin.
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