CHAPTER 780: CHAPTER 547: ARRIVAL AT THE HUNDRED-THOUSAND MOUNTAINS!

Yangshan sat with his eyes closed, his face stern with a touch of majesty, cross-legged on the chair, his hands forming the Ziwu Technique.

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As the time neared 5 a.m., the sky outside gradually turned blue, about to brighten up,

Outside the Colonel Palace, under the shadow of candlelight, the layers of strict guards outside split to both sides, making way for a path.

The clattering sound of armor colliding receded like a tide to both sides.

Soon, heavy footsteps were heard from outside.

Then, the door opened, and three of Yun Tiansheng’s close aides strode in, then knelt on one knee,

"General!"

"The weapons and swords are in place!"

"The Transmission Array is set!"

"Just received news from outside the Ancestor Mountain, a second batch of Demons has appeared and entered the mountain."

The quick words startled everyone else awake, each sitting up straight, their eyes focused.

At the head of the table, Chen Yuan tapped the armrest, his eyes gleaming with golden light, his aura emanating,

"Give the order!"

"Start the transmission at 5:15 a.m.!"

"In the meantime, let the soldiers write a letter home; after all, the place they are heading to is the lair of the Ten Evils."

"Yes!"

The three of Yun Tiansheng’s aides, with solemn expressions, saluted with their hands lowered, then stood up and stepped back, turning and quickly leaving as they reached the hall entrance, without any delay, their actions and dialogues simple and efficient, this is the style of soldiers.

At this moment, Chen Yuan stood up from his seat, slowly walked forward, looking outside the door, eyes burning, with a hint of coldness between his teeth.

"Gentlemen, heroes of the world, gathered here, it’s time for us to display our skills!"

Everyone then stood up one after another, next to them was Old Man Dong, a notorious drunkard, known as the atmosphere destroyer, shaking his head and swaying,

"Quite the passionate scene."

"Time for a big drink."

However, Zhao Quanzhen and Yi Cangtian, these two were serious, with a solemn aura, their eyes shining brightly, already prepared.

Chen Yuan glanced over, laughed heartily, making the great hall tremble slightly, then strode towards the hall’s exit, took two steps, transformed into a stream of light, and dashed out of the hall.

Others also transformed into Martial Vaults and followed.

At 5:15 a.m., as the sky turned blue, the most drowsy time after a bustling night in Jingguan City, beneath and atop the Ninth Mountain, the silver-white trees hummed, then gleamed with silver light.

Under those large trees, armored figures with arrays rose with the silver light, transforming into streams of white light, soaring into the sky, heading straight for the Yin Mountain Holy Tree.

In an instant, the Yin Mountain Holy Tree roared, a silver-white pillar of light thunderously shot up, connecting heaven and earth, space ripples spreading mightily.

This time, no Demons tried to intercept or ambush.

Those guys had all rushed to the Ancestor Mountain to explore.

Thus, streams of white light followed the transmission pillar, shooting skyward, vanishing into the night sky.

A few breaths later, the silver-white pillar of light slowly diminished, until the humming of the Yin Mountain Holy Tree ceased, returning to silence.

In Jingguan City, some witnessed this scene, puzzled but unable to decipher anything, and the topic gradually faded out.

The conversation returned to between Ancestor Mountains.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, within the Ten Thousand Mountains, there was a forbidden land.

Here, a thousand miles of red earth, the ground barren, only vaguely visible dried riverbeds, dead trees, and endless sandstorms.

As the fierce wind blew, sand waves rose from each dune, like golden wheat waves rolling, only with occasional ominous white beast bones revealed between the yellow sand sea.

And deep in the desert, the scenery was breathtaking, a white expanse between heaven and earth, tornadoes connecting sky and earth seemed capable of shredding everything.

The narrow ones stretched for miles in diameter, the wide ones spread for dozens of miles, incredibly terrifying to witness.

This place is "Sin City," from the name it seems a place of exile, and here indeed is a Demon Forbidden Land within the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The storms on the sand sea’s outermost layer, like fierce steel blades, ordinary Martial Vault bodies cannot withstand, life annihilated, at this moment, hundreds of fathoms below the storm’s outer layer, a thriving silver tree swayed, its silver light dazzling.

This is a branch of the Yin Mountain Holy Tree!

Back then, when Chen Yuan led his troops to level Yin Mountain, he took a risk and left a transmission coordinate here.

There are two such places; this is just one of them!

At this moment, the silver tree’s silver light flared intensely, shortly after, a milky white pillar of light struck the tree, then streams of white light, like a meteor shower, descended one after another.

Soon, this spacious underground area of several miles was occupied by one figure after another.

Clad in golden armor, looking fierce and mighty.

There were over a thousand of them!

These were the elite of the Ninth Mountain, selected and equipped with exquisite military armament Chen Yuan brought from the Divine Capital Heavenly Patrol’s arsenal, virtually an upgrade in artillery, looking mighty and majestic.

Most of them were veterans who followed Chen Yuan in campaigns east and west, cooperating seamlessly.

At this time, on the silver giant tree, Chen Yuan, along with six other Martial Vaults, appeared one after another.

The moment Chen Yuan appeared, the flesh seam between his brows suddenly opened, golden light flowing within, looking upward, surveying the surroundings.

He acted cautiously, first observing any anomalies around, additionally, he had to confirm that the transmission wave hadn’t caused any errors, exposing their traces.

After waiting for a whole pot of tea’s time, Chen Yuan finally felt a little relieved, having noticed nothing unusual, the Dharma Eye between his brows closed.

Then, he flew up, flicked his sleeve, the flowing cloud sleeve, the sleeve expanded, Sky Flapping Sleeve flew out, a surge of suction enveloped this underground space.

First were the six Martial Vaults, without any resistance, their figures were sucked in like a cloud of smoke.

Next, over a thousand Soldier Armor, like a golden cloud, got sucked in.

After finishing all this, the space was left with only the silver tree, then, Chen Yuan’s figure disappeared from within it.

An hour later, on the outskirts of the forbidden zone’s sand sea, atop a golden yellow sand dune, a white beast bone was half-buried in the dune, in the hollow eye sockets of the skull, a small lizard held its head up, motionless, like a sculpture. The eyes growing on the sides of its head bulged outward, eyelids closed, leaving a tiny slit.

Suddenly, on this sand dune, a gust of wind arose out of nowhere, then the sand pile below gathered, a swirl of yellow sand rose, quickly condensing in the rotations.

As the wind and sand gathered, even the drowsy lizard got swept in.

Soon, a figure formed from the sandstorm, then the yellow sand cascaded downward, along with the startled lizard falling, its four legs like motors, sprinting frantically beneath the dune, soon burrowing into a patch of sand, disappearing without a trace.

The figure that materialized was surprisingly Chen Yuan, who had emerged from the storm transmission point!

But at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, gazing at the endless yellow sand in the distance, and the wind pillars connecting sky and earth.

The storm’s range had expanded!

He just discovered it.

He distinctly remembered his transmission mark being just outside the storm’s perimeter, back then because he encountered two monsters there, he chose not to delve further.

Yet now, after coming out from within the storm, he surprisingly found it significantly further, a distance of seven or eight miles, though with his current cultivation it didn’t cause any issue.

However, he was worried that as the storm continued expanding, the perimeter would become the center of the storm, the wind pressure inside could destroy the transmission mark point.

He therefore, after realizing something was amiss, went back and reinforced the array.

This change made Chen Yuan a bit alert, he was well aware that inside this forbidden zone might lead to the Ancestor Mountain.

This he had specifically verified back then by searching through the Heir of Beiliang’s party.

He speculated that something might have changed within Sin City, causing the perimeter storm to alter.

At least, there was a most direct point, when he previously transmitted back, he had glimpsed a corner of that forbidden area within the passage.

This time during transmission, it was misty, as if fate was obscured, or it could be the change in the storm, he wasn’t sure.

Chen Yuan gazed at the distant sandstorm, his eyes flickering, plans couldn’t keep up with changes, not everything could go his way, he only hoped there wouldn’t be too many significant changes in the future.

After all, he had reached this point, the opportunity wouldn’t come again, the time wouldn’t come again.

Only one final push was needed!

Thinking this, Chen Yuan turned and soared skyward, heading in the opposite direction of Yin Mountain!