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Fu Xiaochen's abnormality
"Valley Master Fu, you seem to have misunderstood," Chu Xingyun looked at Fu Xiaochen, but he did not point it out. Instead, he pretended to be serious.
"Oh?" Fu Xiaochen was stunned and puzzled.
"The millions of soldier souls gathered together are powerful. They can indeed suppress the Great Ice Soul Formation, but they can only suppress it and not destroy it. As long as Ye Xueshang, as the center of the formation, maintains the Great Ice Soul Formation, the formation can still function normally."
Chu Xingyun explained slowly, "In short, the millions of soldier spirits are only used to restrict Ye Xueshang's attacks. Once she attacks, the Great Icy Formation will lose its core and collapse completely. However, other than her, the rest of the people can still be supported by the Great Icy Formation. This battle will still be very difficult."
"I see!" Fu Xiaochen suddenly understood. The joy in his heart became even stronger and almost filled his entire body. However, he hid it well and still pretended to be serious.
He pondered for a while and then said, "It is already very difficult to suppress Ye Xueshang's attacks. If she can't attack, our chances of winning will increase. However, this matter must not be delayed, in case Ye Xueshang finds a way to deal with it."
"Valley Master Fu is right." Chu Xingyun smiled. Then he turned around and looked at Su Muzhao and Su Jingan. He said, "I have something to arrange."
"Pavilion Master Luo Yun, please speak," Su Muzhao and Su Jingan immediately replied.
Now that the Seven Star Valley had become Wanjian Pavilion's ally, this battle would affect whether the Seven Star Valley could completely get rid of the name of being a slave sect. Naturally, they would not stay out of it.
"I have handed over the millions of soldiers to Tiger Chu, Lu Ling, and the others to maintain the suppression of the Great Icy Formation. On the other hand, I am preparing to lead a group of experts to the Nine Chill Peak tomorrow and officially confront the Jiuhan Temple. However, for safety reasons, I hope that the two of you can retreat to the Seven Star Valley to prevent the Jiuhan Temple from playing any tricks."
When Chu Xingyun said this, he looked directly at Su Muzhao and Su Jingan. However, his spiritual awareness carefully enveloped Fu Xiaochen. He found that Fu Xiaochen's eyes were becoming more and more joyful, almost unable to contain his joy.
"Pavilion Master Luo Yun, because of the existence of the Great Icy Formation, only those with Yin Yang Cultivation and above can safely set foot on the Nine Chill Peak. Although Muzhao and I are ordinary, we can still help. Can the matter of retreating to the Seven Star Valley be handed over to others?" Su Jingan asked. At this moment, he also wanted to set foot on the Jiuhan Temple and spread the name of the Seven Star Valley.
He wanted to do so, and so did Su Muzhao. As disciples of the Seven Star Valley, the two of them had always remembered the teachings of their ancestors. In order to rid themselves of the title of being slaves, they both wanted to do their part and see this happen with their own eyes.
Chu Xingyun was not surprised by Su Muzhao and Su Jingan's answers. He cleared his throat and was about to speak when Fu Xiaochen suddenly stood up from behind him and scolded, "Pavilion Master Luo Yun's arrangements are all based on the overall situation. How can the two of you refuse because of your personal opinions?"
Fu Xiaochen walked in front of Su Muzhao and Su Jingan, exuding an irresistible pressure. He said coldly again, "Now, the two of you immediately follow Pavilion Master Luo Yun's orders and retreat to the Seven Star Valley. Without orders, you are not to leave at will. As for the Jiuhan Temple, leave it to us."
"Godfather!" Su Jingan's expression was a little shocked. He felt a little strange when these words came out of Fu Xiaochen's mouth. He felt that Fu Xiaochen really wanted him and Su Muzhao to leave.
"The two of you don't have to say much. Set off as soon as possible. Don't waste the opportunity." Fu Xiaochen glanced at Su Jingan, then at Su Muzhao. He waved his hand, seemingly urging her to hurry up.
"Don't worry. I will definitely complete the Jiuhan Temple matter safely. Perhaps it won't be long before you hear the news of victory." Chu Xingyun looked at his two close friends in front of him and spoke with mixed emotions.
"With Pavilion Master Luo Yun's help, victory over the Jiuhan Temple is in the bag." Fu Xiaochen's words were laced with flattery. He then looked at Su Muzhao and Su Jingan again and said in a voice that brooked no disobedience, "Go immediately."
Seeing this, Su Muzhao and Su Jingan didn't say much. They sighed helplessly, turned around, and left Snow City somewhat reluctantly.
"There are times when these two people are stubborn. I hope Pavilion Master Luo Yun will forgive them." As he watched Su Muzhao and Su Jingan leave, an imperceptible smile flashed across Fu Xiaochen's face.
Chu Xingyun's expression didn't change. He said seriously, "They have waited for a long time for the battle of the Jiuhan Temple. It's inevitable that they will feel a little indignant. However, from this moment on, the horn has sounded for this battle. If they continue to stay here, I'm afraid that it will be appropriate."
Hearing this, Fu Xiaochen suddenly felt that Chu Xingyun's words had a hidden meaning. But not long after, he quickly discarded this thought and said to Chu Xingyun, "Since you and I will be setting foot on the Jiuhan Peak tomorrow, I will go and rest for the time being."
"Okay." Chu Xingyun smiled and nodded.
Whoosh!
When Fu Xiaochen turned around, a gust of cold wind swept down, causing everyone to involuntarily shiver. After this gust of cold wind swept past, Chu Xingyun's figure disappeared. He was like a ghost in broad daylight, and no one could find a trace of him.
Unknowingly, the day gradually faded, and the pitch-black curtain of night enveloped the entire sky. At the same time, it also enveloped the entire Snow City. Only a few candles flickered.
Chu Xingyun had already passed on the news of the battle of the Jiuhan Temple tomorrow. Suddenly, the entire Snow City was in an uproar. Hundreds of people were pondering over this matter, hoping that they could do something to help.
However, everyone knew that this battle was incomparably difficult. Even if they could win, it would be a pyrrhic victory. Countless people would die. If they lost, everything would be reduced to ashes and blood would flow for thousands of miles.
Under such circumstances, the atmosphere inside and outside Snow City was stiff. It was as if even the cold wind was somewhat cold and gloomy. It whistled through the sky like a mournful funeral song.
At this time, in a remote courtyard in Snow City.
Because it had been stored for too long, the entire courtyard was filled with the smell of decay. There were no signs of life. There were no pedestrians around, as if it had been abandoned. No one knew about it.
In the secret training room in the courtyard, the dim candlelight flickered, reflecting two pitch-black figures on the wall.
"How is the matter that I instructed you to do?" A pitch-black figure said softly. Through the dim light, he seemed to be wearing a blue robe. He was tall and straight, and his face was resolute. He looked righteous.
"Valley Master, I have already followed your instructions and mixed our people into various parts of the million-man army. It is very well hidden. Tomorrow, as long as you give the order, the military power of the million-man army will definitely fall into your hands." The other pitch-black figure replied respectfully. As he answered, he knelt down and did not raise his head from beginning to end.
This pitch-black figure came from the Seven Star Valley. He was an elder of the Seven Star Valley.
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