"Should have said sooner, anyone who didn't know might think you were here to catch cheaters."
"Presumptuous fellow, just barged in with a Liuying Jade."
Yi Chen criticized inwardly, but seeing King Jing's anxious expression, he still calmly received the Liuying Jade.
The image was short and blurry, only showing a horde of Demonkin busily working, the enormous Demon Pool was nearly complete, and the dense blood qi was spreading, continuously corroding the space barriers through narrow crevices.
Among this horde of Demonkin, a Demonkin chieftan in the forefront commanding caught Yi Chen's attention.
Wasn't this the 'Old Familiar Demon' from before?
Yi Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"State Preceptor, this is intelligence desperately transmitted by a Sharp Soldier from the Distant Hear Army, the ssenger only sent out this Liuying Jade, conveying the news about the Demonkin and the Demon Pool before perishing, upon examination, it was through remote observation by a powerful expert."
"The man is now dead, and the Demon Pool in front of the Demonkin is almost constructed, how should we proceed?"
At this mont, King Jing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, seemingly clutching at straws as he grabbed Yi Chen's sleeve, "State Preceptor, we can only rely on you to demonstrate your mighty power this ti."
This ti, King Jing truly panicked; Ying Si had entrusted him with the regency, and now such an oversight had occurred, which he was loathed to see.
"Your Highness, no rush, they're rely so insignificant pests, I will make a trip myself."
"The Demon Pool is just about to be constructed, not yet completed, right? We still have an opportunity to stop all this."
"Speed is of the essence, Your Highness, have soone prepare the Transmission Formation, I will depart shortly." Yi Chen said sternly, undisturbedly pulling away from King Jing's grasp on his sleeve.
"State Preceptor knows where these people are? I had already sent soone to inquire the Distant Hear Army, all cultivators of this sect have perished, we only know it must be in..."
"In the Northern Region, right?" Yi Chen interrupted King Jing, chuckling lightly, though his eyes flickered with an indescribable expression.
"Good! That's excellent! Since the State Preceptor already has a plan, I am much relieved."
Hearing Yi Chen's words, King Jing seed to have shed a great burden, and warmly suggested, "This ti, perhaps it's still best if Princess Changya Lin Luo accompanies the State Preceptor?"
"No need, I have been to Feng Xiu City before; this ti, there's no need for Lady Lin Luo to accompany ."
"Your Highness, please go prepare the Transmission Formation, I have a few things to discuss with Lady Lin Luo." Yi Chen's tone mysteriously cheerful.
King Jing and his party ca quickly and left even quicker.
Soon, only Lin Luo and Yi Chen were left in the room.
"State Preceptor, why not let Lin Luo accompany you?"
The purple-haired young girl stared intently at Yi Chen, her lips slightly bitten, eyes full of inquiry, a lock of her purple hair perhaps due to sweat, tightly clinging to her temples.
Yi Chen grinned, still with the elegance and composure of an old artist, like an antelope hanging its horns.
However, this ti he slapped the position of the purple-haired young girl's buttocks.
"That's just because I found it a bit odd."
"All this seems natural, yet sohow too coincidental, if the General Marshal were here with the twelve Golden Figures chasing down lawless rogue cultivators, I could indeed take you with , Lin Luo." Yi Chen shook his head.
"State Preceptor ans, there is deceit involved?" Lin Luo's eyes flickered, her face showing a hint of worry as she couldn't help saying, "In that case, why don't we report this to the Emperor and let him handle it?"
"Why bother with such trouble, I rely want to proceed with more caution, I alone can traverse the world!"
"Perhaps I am overthinking it, if there really is a trap."
At this point, Yi Chen clenched his fist abruptly, his lips curling into a fierce smirk, "Then I, will kill them all!"
"I will let them witness, true strength!"
"Very well! I'll follow your lead!" The purple-haired young girl looked at the confident and arrogant towering Taoist, her eyes growing more intense, as she softly advised, "But still, safety first, it's not just the State Preceptor's world, if need be, let the Emperor clean up."
"Don't worry! I understand the stakes."
Yi Chen gave Lin Luo a reassuring look, his figure flickered, already soaring into the sky, leaving behind only a towering figure for Lin Luo.
Talk is cheap, but if there were truly any unparalleled experts like Yue Qingping and the current Millennium Emperor, you would see if Yi Chengzi wouldn't run, there was no need for Lin Luo to say more.
His reason for not taking Lin Luo along this ti was simply that he felt it was all too coincidental.
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Western Lands.
Liang City Defense Circle, the Nether Barrier.
The towering dark city walls, like winding dragons, spanned across the undulating mountain peaks.
The walls bristled with ferocious spikes, still retaining traces of dark red flesh, higher up were dark gaps revealing sections of bronze cannons emanating a mysterious dim light, with watchtowers at intervals along the skyline, their golden runes flickering.
Below the city walls, wildflowers blood more splendidly than in any previous season.
In the sky above the defense line, patrols of cultivators occasionally swept past.
Yet at this mont, the faces of the floating cultivators were filled with sorrow.
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