Chu Jiang's utterly arrogant response instantly set the entire Southern Wasteland ablaze. Throughout Lion Camel Kingdom, demonic aura soared into the heavens as demon kings from every quarter flew into a rage, roaring that they would tear Chu Jiang to pieces.
Yet Chu Jiang, at the heart of the storm, did not care in the slightest. His attention was fixed on another piece of news.
Sure enough, not long after Chu Jiang grandly accepted Lion Camel Kingdom's appointment at Purple Mountain, the lurking "fish" sent word.
A secret order from the Sea of Blood Cult's Vice Sect Master was delivered to Ghost Mountain through special channels, summoning them to the headquarters for urgent discussion.
The latest location was sent to Chu Jiang at the same time.
Chu Jiang quietly boarded the Purple Gold Gourd, now advanced to a Saint weapon, with Snow Phoenix, Fu Yunxuan, and three thousand elite soldiers of the Divine Strategy Army. The gourd transformed into a warship, merged into the void, and vanished in an instant.
The Purple Gold Gourd traversed the void and ultimately hovered above a vast world of white, arriving ahead of them.
Below lay an endless range of glaciers, bitterly cold. As far as the eye could see, icy peaks stood like swords, the snowfields were deathly still, and the chill seemed capable of freezing one's soul. It stretched for a full eight hundred li.
There truly were large numbers of Sea of Blood Cult disciples active here.
"Commander, shall we strike at once and uproot them completely?" asked a Demon Suppressing General of the Divine Strategy Army.
"Not yet."
Chu Jiang's gaze was profound as he shook his head faintly. Acting now might alert the enemy.
One day later.
New information arrived from Ghost Mountain's side: the Sea of Blood