"Had the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace launched a sneak attack on Ning'an City?"
Lin Bai tossed the unconscious martial artist, who was foaming at the mouth, beneath the corner of the wall. He looked up at Ning'an City, his face filled with shock.
In that instant, countless thoughts surged through Lin Bai's mind.
The Seven Nights Divine Sect's territory had formulated a plan to assassinate the Pure Yang Sect's Sect Master and Holy Son, but the Pure Yang Sect and the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace had immediately retaliated in kind.
While the main battlefield at the Mutian Plains drew everyone's attention, Lin Bai, Meng Qinxian, and the others had gone to assassinate the Pure Yang Sect's Holy Son, Shen Haoyue.
At the same time, the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace had also begun mobilizing its forces to launch a sneak attack on Ning'an City.
"Is this what war is?"
Lin Bai sneered twice. Only now did he understand that so-called war did not mean both sides engaging in bloody hand-to-hand combat on the front lines.
The true battlefield had always been a place of deceit and treachery, of intrigue and scheming.
The Seven Nights Divine Sect wanted to assassinate the Pure Yang Sect's Sect Master and Holy Son to restore morale.
Even if we can escape, we know how important Lin Bai City is. We will certainly find a way to return and reinforce it.
"That gap was clearly smashed open from the inside!"
Outside the formation, more and more martial artists dressed in matching white clothes, white robes, and white bamboo hats appeared, gradually numbering in the tens of thousands.
Just as expected.
"The One Night Divine Sect's martial artists can't possibly be that foolish. They haven't sent reinforcements yet."
Pill Pavilion entered Lin Bai City cautiously, his heart full