All Hands Mobilized

The people below, caught off guard by the shout of "Bing Chengzi is here," were startled and instinctively stopped. They stared in disbelief at the dozens of early Spirit Transformation stage cultivators who had fallen to the ground with a series of thuds. The group looked on with immense awe at the white-robed, furious old man. Bing Chengzi! A late Spirit Transformation stage!

"Master... Grandmaster..." A jumble of incoherent greetings rang out as many people rushed towards the fallen early Spirit Transformation stage. These were all senior disciples of many people! How could they not show concern!

These dozens of Spirit Transformation stage experts who had fallen usually acted aloof and arrogant. But now! Their bodies were covered in a layer of frost, shivering uncontrollably, their teeth chattering. Even those who went to help them felt a chill when they touched them—they were so cold!

Fortunately, these people were Spirit Transformation stage experts, with profound cultivation capable of withstanding the attack. If they were weaker, they would likely have been frozen solid and killed instantly by Bing Chengzi's Profound Mysterious Yin Palm. It's clear that Bing Chengzi's Profound Mysterious Yin Palm is no joke.

Just moments ago they were fighting fiercely, but now it's completely silent.

Bing Chengzi stared at the scene of blood flowing like a river below, his brows twitching incessantly. He couldn't see his disciples, nor Yan Zhuixing. A powerful killing intent surged from his body, terrifying everyone around him, who trembled and prepared to flee.

"Master!" Suddenly, a voice that Bing Chengzi recognized rang out. A man covered in blood rushed up and bowed, though Bing Chengzi couldn't make out his face. But Bing Chengzi immediately recognized him and exclaimed excitedly, "Sixth Brother, you're still alive!"

Indeed, it was the Sixth Brother had been trying to break through for a long time but hadn't succeeded. When he saw his master suddenly appear, he was a little incredulous. But once he came to his senses, he immediately rushed up to pay his respects to his master.

"Hehe! This disciple is incredibly lucky, I won't die." The Sixth Brother, his face covered in blood, grinned, revealing his white teeth. He felt a little happy; even he hadn't expected to survive. With his master here, there was even less to fear.

Seeing his apprentice's tattered clothes and blood-stained body, Bing Chengzi nodded repeatedly. One could only imagine how difficult it was for Sixth Brother to survive until now; he had crawled out of a pile of corpses!

Suddenly remembering something, he glanced around and exclaimed, "Where are your senior brothers?"

The Sixth Brother glanced at everyone, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and was about to speak when he heard someone shout from afar, "Bing Chengzi, stop running!" It was Pei Fang's voice.

In the blink of an eye, the five arrived. The gruesome scene of blood flowing like a river made them temporarily lose interest in Bing Chengzi. They stared down at the scene below, their faces turning grim. Judging from the clothing below, every family had suffered casualties, and in fact, many had died. Because these five families were the most active and had fought the hardest, they naturally had the most casualties.

The lords from other countries who arrived later were also dumbfounded when they saw what was happening below. The losses were huge; they had to cut their losses!

Especially when he saw those dozens of early Spirit Transformation stage below, trembling with frost, they had clearly been struck by Bing Chengzi's Mysterious Yin Palm. Pei Fang shouted, "Bing Chengzi, what do you mean?" He shouted loudly, but he didn't have the guts to attack Bing Chengzi first. He had suffered at Bing Chengzi's hands more than once or twice and knew how terrifying Bing Chengzi was.

What do you mean? Are you out of your mind! Bing Chengzi glanced at him, not having time to deal with him now, and asked again, "Where are your senior brothers?"

The Sixth Brother scratched his head again, embarrassed, then suddenly paused, surprised, and asked, "Senior brothers should have already escaped! Didn't Master run into them?"

They escaped? If they escaped, why is there such a commotion here? All eyes turned to them, some bewildered, wanting to hear what happened next.

Bing Chengzi paused, startled. The moment he arrived, he heard the commotion. He immediately abandoned his search and rushed this way, completely unaware of what was happening along the way. He might have really missed it.

"Your senior brothers have left, so why are you all here alone?" Bing Chengzi was puzzled.

The blood-smeared Sixth Brother scratched his head and grinned foolishly. He glanced at the crowd and said smugly, "These people were pushing me too far. In this critical situation, I parted ways with my senior brothers. They continued forward, while I went in the opposite direction. Once we had some distance between us, I fired the 'Sky-Shaking Arrow' I found, hoping to attract everyone's attention. I didn't expect these people to fall for it so easily. Hehe! They were like stupid dogs fighting each other for ages."

Everyone was shocked and looked at Sixth Brother with strange eyes. If what he said was true, then this guy was truly speechless. He was clearly sacrificing himself to cover his senior brothers' escape. Are there really such great people in the Cultivation World?

How could he have survived such a beating? Whether what he said is true or false, looking at the horrific scene below and the terrible state of his body, it's a miracle he survived.

It didn't matter if others didn't believe him; Bing Chengzi believed his disciple. He pursed his lips, feeling proud to have trained such a disciple, and it was worth the long journey he had made to rescue him. He nodded excitedly, saying, "Good, good, good, worthy of being my disciple, Bing Chengzi."

Yin Baikang realized that the majority of those who died here were members of his own World Commerce Association. His face darkened as he demanded, "Bing Chengzi, how do you explain this?"

"What do you mean, how do you explain this?" Bing Chengzi knew that his disciple and Yan Zhuixing were both unharmed, so he immediately calmed down. He stared at him coldly and narrowed his eyes, saying, "Just for something that has been fabricated, you actually dared to attack my disciple, and now you ask me how to explain this? I'd like to ask you how you're going to explain this."

"Bing Chengzi, don't give me that." Pei Fang replied, "If you don't give everyone a satisfactory answer today, don't even think about leaving."

Bing Chengzi sneered, "Fatty Pei, don't talk big too soon. Since I dared to come here today, I'm prepared not to leave. Fatty Pei, let me make this clear first. Even if my master and I die here today, we'll kill you before we die. I guarantee you won't be able to escape. Try me if you don't believe me. Killing one of you isn't much, killing two to take the fall is no problem."

As he spoke, he sized up the other four experts at the late Spirit Transformation stage, his eyes unusually fierce, as if he were choosing another person to take down with him.

Those who can rise to the top in the Cultivation World are all ruthless individuals. If pushed to the limit, no one will doubt their determination.

Pei Fang's chubby face stiffened. If Bing Chengzi was truly willing to risk his life to kill him, given Bing Chengzi's cultivation level, his fate was uncertain. Besides, he was now missing a hand; his right-handed sword was now a left-handed sword, which felt rather strange.

The other four were stunned. Just as Bing Chengzi had said, he must have been prepared to die to come alone. If Bing Chengzi were determined to fight, could he kill one or two of them? Who could say for sure?

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became somewhat strange. Although the two masters and disciples were surrounded, no one dared to make the first move. Since Yan Zhuixing had already escaped, it would be too risky to fight Bing Chengzi now; the most urgent task was to find Yan Zhuixing.

In Utopia, the army stood ready for battle. Nearly ten thousand people were evenly distributed among thirty groups, each consisting of approximately one hundred people at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, one hundred at the Nascent Soul Core Formation stage Core Formation stage –Nascent Soul Realm a complete mobilization.

To seize the opportune moment, Yue Qianchou personally scouted the target location as quickly as possible. The success was largely thanks to the scouts he had sent out earlier, who had made significant contributions. Of course, his prior planning also played a role; he had done so with the future in mind.

Looking at the mass of masked men before him, Yue Qianchou sighed inwardly; this was the first time the entire group had been mobilized.

This time, ninety countries were selected as attack sites, with thirty teams involved, meaning each team would have to move between three countries consecutively. This requires me to oversee and coordinate operations from Utopia.

Chen Feng and Guan Yu stood behind him. Guan Yu's expression was complicated. Had these people trained for so long just for this day? He figured their boss had used this once, and there would be a second, a third...

Chen Feng's group of men were quickly distributing the necessary and sufficient combat supplies to everyone, and they finished in no time.

Chen Feng's woman, Xiao Wanqing, was also watching from the sidelines, her gaze frequently drifting towards Yue Qianchou with a hint of resentment. Yue Qianchou glanced at her unintentionally, and was slightly taken aback, noticing that her belly was quite large—was she pregnant?

Avoiding Xiao Wanqing's mournful gaze, he deliberately didn't look at her. He glanced sideways at Chen Feng beside him, thinking to himself, "This guy really has a lot of free time."

Qu Ping'er also arrived with a group of women from the Misty Palace, having received orders from Yue Qianchou to provide logistical support. She was unaware of the scale of Yue Qianchou's plans, as he had mobilized everyone. However, her gaze towards Yue Qianchou was also tinged with resentment. Instead of seeking her out upon arrival, he issued a harsh order, utterly devoid of any romance!

At this moment, Zhang Peng and a group of team leaders emerged from the operations room. After dispersing, the team leaders quickly gathered their respective squad leaders, distributed terrain maps of the area to be attacked, and formed a circle on the ground. They drew on the ground to explain the assignment of the attack mission.

Everything was proceeding smoothly and quickly. Years of training were finally paying off.

After each team leader explained the task clearly to their squad leaders, the squad leaders returned to their respective teams to recount the mission. Once the details were clarified as quickly as possible, feedback was rapidly relayed back through the ranks, with each squad reporting to Zhang Peng that they were ready. Zhang Peng then ran to the reviewing stand, saluted, and said, "Reporting to the leader, everything is ready, and we are ready to depart at any time."

Yue Qianchou waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the spirited team members; their morale was good. He immediately flashed and flew above the formation...

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