The Martial God Dzogchen warrior who went to the Holy Sword Sect was just a heavenly soldier. Although he wore a mask, many elders of the Holy Sword Sect who were familiar with him still recognized him.
Especially Fu Shixin felt uncomfortable seeing Ximen Chuixue transform from a heavenly king to a heavenly soldier.
After the experience just now, Taishang Fu understood the layout of the Heavenly Palace, and naturally understood Ximen Chuixue's painstaking efforts, so he wanted to step forward to intercede for him.
Chu Ming saw his intention and first spoke up, "Tiangong has its own rules. He was originally supposed to be a capital offender. If it weren't for everyone's pleas, he wouldn't even have the chance to make meritorious deeds."
After hearing what the young master said, Mr. Fu gave up his plan to plead for Ximen Chuixue.
Fortunately, he was sent back to the Holy Sword Sect this time. We must treat him well and create more opportunities for Ximen Chuixue to make meritorious deeds, so that he can return to the ranks of Tianjun as soon as possible.
The Heavenly Palace allocated 1,500 heavenly soldiers to the two sects respectively, from the Chou, Chen and Si tribes.
The "Three Talents Formation" is the most proficient battle formation used by Tiangong, and it is easy to use, so they were specially sent to the two sects.
Seeing that the three heavenly soldiers were all warriors of Emperor Wu, the Holy Sword Sect and the Holy Sword Sect were also surprised.
It seems that the legends are all true. The heavenly soldiers of the Tiangong are all warriors of Emperor Wu. No sect in the mainland can match such basic combat power.
Little did they know that Tiangong also sent out its most elite soldiers. Since the battle to capture the sect required the participation of a large number of disciples, Tiangong also sent out its most capable soldiers.
After all matters were discussed, the Holy Sword Sect and the Holy Sword Sect decided to return to their respective sects to prepare for the upcoming war.
The secret meeting between the two sects and Tiangong still failed to escape the monitoring of Wuliang Holy Land.
"As expected by the Holy Son, in the end the Holy Sword Sect and the Holy Sword Sect asked Tiangong for help. As a result, it is impossible for Tiangong not to get involved even if they want to."
"It's a pity that the two sects chose to close the sect at the same time. Our insiders are unable to pass on the information at all."
Hearing the discussion of the elders, Chong Xuzi couldn't help but look at Wu Xin with admiration.
This situation had actually been expected by him. To be able to have such a far-reaching plan at such a young age was worthy of his bloodline.
"Elders, don't worry. No matter how well the Holy Sword Sect and Holy Sword Sect keep their secrets, their ultimate goal is to support Guanghan Palace. When the time comes, our insiders in Guanghan Palace will naturally tell us their truth. ”
At this point, he paused deliberately, and then continued, "Anyway, whichever side is weakened in the decisive battle at Shenglong Ridge is beneficial to us for the Holy Land. The greater their casualties, the happier we will be."
"So please elders, please be kind to the warriors of other sects in the Holy Land in the near future, and even give some small favors, so that they will work harder on the battlefield."
"Don't worry, Holy Son. I've been treating them like friends lately. It's so funny how flattered they are."
"Now these cannon fodders even want to jump into battle right away and clear out all enemies for the Holy Land to show their loyalty."
"When dogs are used to it, and they suddenly treat them as humans, these cannon fodders become a little uncomfortable."
The elders of Wuliang Holy Land began to ridicule their subordinate sects.
"Xin'er, are we really going to go to Guanghan Palace in full force?"
"Yes, Master, Guanghan Palace is where our decisive battle with Tiangong Palace will take place."
It seems that he saw the hesitation on Chong Xuzi's face. His plan has been implemented so far, and this is the only thing that worries the Holy Master.
The dispatch of all the main forces means that the Holy Land is empty. If someone takes advantage of it, Chong Xuzi will be blamed. "Master, although we have now reached a tacit agreement with the Black Sect and everyone has withdrawn the Martial God elders from the dividing line, this is only a temporary situation."
"Once we suffer too much loss in the battle, the Black-Clothed Cult will immediately tear up the agreement and cross the dividing line to attack the Holy Land. Therefore, the lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. It is not the Tiangong that we need to be wary of, but the Black-Clothed Cult."
Wuxin's analysis completely convinced Chong Xuzi, and also got the approval of the elders of the Holy Land.
Although they are planning to destroy Tiangong, in the hearts of the elders, there is only one enemy of Wuliang Holy Land, and that is the Black Clothes Sect.
The Heavenly Palace is just an eyesore and can be thrown away easily. It is not qualified to be an opponent of the Holy Land. It is precisely because of this arrogance that they fully support the unintentional plan.
Songzhuang in the Central Region is an ordinary town. In the inconspicuous two-entry courtyard in the town, the Eighth Elder and Qingpao Xian are playing chess leisurely.
What is surprising is that the Qingpao Immortal's left arm is intact, no different from a normal person.
"Senior brother, I admire you for taking precautions."
These days, the ordinary town of Songzhuang has also been subject to strict scrutiny, and some warriors from the Emperor Wu have even used their spiritual sense to explore the entire town.
Anyone with a disabled left arm was taken away.
"The Holy Land is working hard to deal with Tiangong, how can they still have time to find the whereabouts of you and me?"
"It's this arrogance that will affect the entire battle."
Hearing Qingpao Immortal's judgment, the Eighth Elder couldn't help but sigh.
"Perhaps due to your recent influence, I am not optimistic about the Holy Son's plan."
The Qingpao Fairy said nothing, but used her left arm to give him a cup of tea.
He got this prosthetic limb from a ruins. He didn't find it useful at first, so he kept it in a storage ring.
Even though his arm was cut off by the young master, he didn't use it.
Unexpectedly, it has now become his perfect cover.
This prosthetic arm is made perfectly, and there are even meridians and blood vessels in it, so even if a warrior uses his spiritual sense to detect it, he cannot tell the authenticity from the fake.
Unless you look closely at it, you won't be able to tell it's a prosthetic arm.
"Senior brother, did you already know that rushing Xuzi would be detrimental to you?"
"Ever since he drugged me, I know that he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal."
“And the attitude of the Holy Land chills me to the core.”
"I was told by my master that although I am more talented, Chong Xuzi is more suitable to be the Holy Master than me because of his ruthlessness and unscrupulousness."
"So, no matter which side wins, the Holy Land or the Heavenly Palace, it is a certain death situation for me. I can only choose to avoid it in advance."
After listening to the Qingpao Immortal's complaint, the Eighth Elder couldn't help but feel sad for him.
In the eyes of outsiders, the radiant green-robed immortal is actually a poor man who has reached the end of his life and can only choose to live in seclusion.
Since they were hiding in the small town, they did not know what was happening in the outside world, but judging from the fact that the Holy Land could mobilize a large number of manpower to search for the two, the war had not officially started yet.
"Brother, what will happen if Tiangong wins the final victory? Can they fight against the Black Sect? Or even unify the entire continent?"
"The changes you mentioned will not happen. If Tiangong wins the final victory, it will only take the place of the Holy Land."
"Why? Could it be that the Black Clothes Sect is more powerful than the Infinite Holy Land?"
Seeing the confused Eighth Elder, the green-robed immortal hesitated before saying, "The most powerful one is the black-clothed leader."
"Black-clothed leader Yu Mao is just a warrior of the Great Perfection of Martial God. No matter how strong his personal combat power is, he can still change the situation of overlord-level forces competing for supremacy."
"Have you heard of his legend?"
Seeing the cautious look on his senior brother's face, the eighth elder couldn't help but become serious.
"I heard that something went wrong because of his practice, so he could only sit on the leader's throne in the main hall and could not leave."
"These are all true, and his true strength has surpassed the realm of the God of War and reached a level that none of us can imagine."
"It's just because he can't leave the confines of the main hall that the Holy Land has been able to maintain a stalemate with the Black Clothes Sect for so many years. Otherwise, it would be the Black Clothes Sect who would unify the continent."
In fact, the Eighth Elder had heard these legends before, but he didn't believe them.
Looking at the expression on his junior brother's face, Qingpao Xian said word by word, "I can tell you that these are all true."
The Eighth Elder suddenly felt that this world was very absurd. The secrets he had known in the Holy Land for many years were not as much as what he knew now through afternoon gossip.
"Master and the others once organized the assassination of the black-clothed leader."
Qingpao Xian threw out another shocking incident.
"The Holy Land dispatched three Martial God Dzogchen warriors and risked their lives to infiltrate the Black Clothes Sect. They were all determined to die and had no intention of surviving. In the end, they did not come back."
"Why did the Holy Land pay such a high price to assassinate the leader in black?"
"At that time, the Xu family had already shown the trend of becoming a dominant family. Without Yu Mao's suppression, the Black Clothes Sect would probably fall into a situation of fragmentation. The Holy Land has full hope of unifying the Shanhai Continent."
"That's why we sent out the elders of the Martial God Dzogchen who were reaching the end of their lifespan as a dead soldier to assassinate him."
The Eighth Elder did not expect that there were so many things that he had never known about.
"You didn't have enough realm at that time and hadn't entered the core level yet, so you didn't know these things clearly."
Seemingly seeing his confused expression, Qingpao Xian took the initiative to explain.
"What was the result?"
"According to our internal report from the Black Sect, the three elders did not make much noise after entering the main hall, and then they all disappeared mysteriously, and there was no official notification from within the Black Sect."
"If the three elders hadn't entered the Black Sect under his cover, even he himself would have thought that nothing happened."
"Based on the intelligence transmitted from inside sources and the analysis of various signs, the Holy Land determined that although the leader in black had gone awry in his practice, his realm had surpassed the realm of the God of War due to accidental collision."
After listening to Qingpao Immortal's narration, the Eighth Elder was still a little unbelievable.
