Holy Spirit Cult Must Die! (Part One)

"How are things?" In the commander's office, Jiang Yuheng stared intently at the intelligence officer before him and asked calmly.

The man respectfully knelt down. "Just as you predicted, although this phenomenon is extremely subtle, the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult still want to pretend to maintain a friendly façade."

"But they know better than anyone that doing so is no different from courting death."

Jiang Yuheng said nothing. He quietly studied the map before him and began marking it again.

Afterward, he locked onto Kui City, which was the closest to Mingdu in terms of prosperity.

His inside informant had told him that the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters was not in Mingdu. Instead, they had all gathered in a prosperous city to oversee their underground operations.

On one hand, they had to engage in unsavory deeds to increase their strength. On the other hand, as allies, they needed appropriate rewards to solidify their alliance.

Clearly, territory was the best possible choice for them.

"Hmm, it seems I'll have to make a personal trip there." Jiang Yuheng had reached a conclusion, but he was not completely certain about it.

He had been away from the Sun Moon Empire for too long—so long that he had nearly forgotten to instruct Jing Hongchen to keep a constant watch on the Holy Spirit Cult's situation.

Of course, even if he had, the other party was probably powerless to do anything. Mingde Hall was in charge of the development of Soul Tools, not military authority.

"If it's inconvenient for you, let me go. My Light attribute can have a significant effect." Wang Dong'er spoke unhurriedly.

"If you're worried about Dong'er, I can go too. It would be the perfect chance to test the ability I obtained a few days ago." Huo