Ye Guyi walked to Lin Yaoyang, stood side by side with him, and looked at the warriors who were interacting.
"What are you going to do about Holy Spirit Cult?"
Lin Yaoyang thought for a while and said, "Finish the matter at hand first. After clearing the evil soul masters in Douling territory, we will go back to the temple to rest. The Holy Spirit Sect has suffered a loss this time and will not let it go. Moreover, there are still evil soul masters who have fled after hearing the news and may come out to harm people at any time. After we return, we will discuss the charter."
Ye Guyi nodded.
"There are still a few Evil Soul Master who have clear clues in this area. How about I take people to clear them out first, and you take some people back to Temple?"
"There's no need to go to such trouble. We're already here, so let's go together."
Ye Guyi The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Okay."
The sky was getting dark, and Red Sun Army soldiers camped in the open space outside the village. The bonfire was rekindled, and the smell of barbecue wafted in the night wind.
Lin Yaoyang is sitting on the ramp of the airship, holding a map of the Dou Ling Empire in his hand, marking the locations of the remaining clues on it.
Ye Guyi sat next to him, holding a bowl of hot soup and sipping it in small sips.
Wang Qiu'er was leaning against the body of the airship, with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes closed, as if he was taking a nap.
In the next few days, the two groups joined forces to eliminate the last few Evil Soul Master strongholds in the remaining Douling areas one by one.
After the Red Sun Army counted the results and casualties, he returned to Spirit City by airship.
The airship flew for another two days, and the outline of Spirit City appeared on the horizon.
Viewed from the air, the entire city looks like an awakening giant beast.
The city walls have been renovated, the streets in the city are neat and orderly, and street lights are lined up along the main street.
The main hall on the mountain shines in the sun, and the residential area below the mountain is a cluster of dormitory buildings. In the newly built square, some people are practicing martial arts, some are basking in the sun, and some children are chasing and playing.
The airship landed slowly in the open space outside the city, and the soldiers filed out of the hatch.
Wang Dong'er was standing in the square waiting. She had already heard from Communication Soul Tool that Lin Yaoyang was coming back.
She was wearing a blue and white dress today, and her long pink-blue hair was gently fluttering in the wind.
But when Lin Yaoyang jumped off the airship, her dignity instantly collapsed and she quickly rushed forward.
"Brother Lin!"
She opened her arms and wanted a hug.
But Lin Yaoyang, taking advantage of his height, stretched out a hand, pressed it firmly on the top of her head, and rubbed it.
Wang Dong'er's face collapsed instantly.
"Don't touch my head! My hair is messed up!"
Lin Yaoyang smiled and said, "Okay Dong'er, didn't I see you stretching your head over? I thought you wanted me to touch your head."
Wang Dong'er wrinkled his nose.
"Hmph! Who wants you to touch me?"
What I want is a hug, bad guy!
At the same time, she secretly decided not to give Lin Yaoyang a good look and would not give him any tofu for three days!
Forget it, for the sake of him going out to punish evil and eradicate evil... just don't give it to him today!
Lin Yaoyang turned to Ye Guyi and Wang Qiu'er and said, "You guys go to rest first. We have a meeting in the evening."
The two nodded, informed Red Sun Army to go back to their respective rooms to rest, and then left in a sensible manner.
Seeing everyone leaving, Lin Yaoyang grabbed Wang Dong'er's little hand.
"Dong'er, thank you for your hard work these days when I was away."
Wang Dong'er instantly forgot the decision he just made, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
"It's okay, it's just that there are a lot of things. Where are you? Are you injured?"
Lin Yaoyang shook his head and said, "No. Bing'er sister is here, how can she be hurt."
"That's good."
The two chatted and laughed.
"Ahem."
A voice came from behind.
The two of them looked back and saw Ice Empress walking down from the airship, with his arms crossed and his green twin ponytails swaying gently behind him.
She was the last one to come down.
Lin Yaoyang said, "Sister Bing'er, why did you come down?"
Ice Empress raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Are you disturbing the good things between Master Lin and his subordinates? That's okay, you guys are having an office romance."
Lin Yaoyang and Wang Dong'er froze at the same time.
Lin Yaoyang's face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ice Empress over.
"Speaking of which, Sister Bing'er is still our Supreme Elder. Hehe!"
Ice Empress: "..."
Wang Dong'er blushed and did not dare to look at Ice Empress, so he had to try to change the topic.
"By the way, Brother Lin, how did you get this big guy?"
She pointed to the airship.
Lin Yaoyang looked along her fingers.
"Well, it's easy to say, it was seized from Holy Spirit Cult. In the future, we can ask Xuan Ziwen to make a batch for us, or we can ask our Soul Engineer to imitate it."
Wang Dong'er looked at the airship, thoughtfully.
Although she hated using Soul Tool for some reason, during this period of time Xuan Ziwen and several people installed a lot of convenient Soul Tool on Sun Temple, which also made her feel the benefits of Soul Tool.
In the distance, Wang Qiu'er turned his head and glanced at Lin Yaoyang, who was holding one hand and another. A complicated light flashed in his pink-blue eyes.
She turned around silently and walked towards the dormitory area.
Sun Moon Empire, Holy Spirit Cult headquarters.
The hall was brightly lit with candles, but the atmosphere was eerily gloomy.
Zhongli Wu was sitting in the main seat, holding a piece of information in his hand, his knuckles turning white.
There were more than a dozen people standing in the hall.
The elders lined up on the left and right, with the two saints standing at the end.
The air in the hall was almost solid.
Zhongli Wu slapped the information on the table.
"Feng Ling is dead. Ming Lei is dead. Nether is dead. One hundred elite disciples, the entire army was wiped out."
There was dead silence in the hall.
"Feng Ling is the ninety-seventh level Super Douluo. He brought two Titled Douluo, a hundred elites, and a large amount of high-level soul guidance equipment. They were all wiped out by a force that was established less than a year ago."
"These are the elites of my holy religion!"
Myriad Soul Douluo raised his head and said hoarsely, "Leader, there is no doubt about the strength of the deputy leader. If the other party can wipe out all her troops, I am afraid there are strong people sitting in charge. And there is more than one."
"According to the latest information, Sun Temple has two supreme elders."
Abomination Douluo said angrily, "The bans are Snow Lady and Dragon Scorpion. I have never heard of these two bans before."
Zhongli Wu's gaze swept over everyone. "Just because you haven't heard of it, doesn't mean you're not strong. When Feng Ling led the team, all of us thought it was enough. What was the result?"
His eyes fell on the second elder Nangong Wan.
Nangong Wan shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.
The hall was quiet again.
Zhongli Wu took a deep breath and his voice became darker.
"Sun Temple must be destroyed. But not now. The death of Feng Ling tells us that the opponent is much stronger than we expected. Next time we take action, we must ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Several elders looked at each other and nodded.
"Elder Nangong."
Zhongli Wu looked at Nangong Wan.
Nangong Wan quickly stood up, bowed and said, "Leader."
"You are responsible for collecting intelligence on Sun Temple. Combat force composition, personnel distribution, and background. I want to know their details."
"Yes!"
"Wanhun, Abomination, prepare your manpower. You will lead the team for the next operation."
Zhongli Wu's eyes stopped on the faces of the two elders for a moment, "Don't let me down."
Huh? Us?
Is it true? Even level 97 Feng Ling can't do it. Can we do it?
Myriad Soul Douluo and Abomination Douluo looked at each other.