"Your Majesty, three million li ahead lies Black River territory. Do we need to take a detour?"
As the army advanced, the old man Han Che stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
"Why should we take a detour?"
Ye Lin looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Your Majesty may not know this, but several forces are entrenched within Black River. Fish and dragons are all mixed together there, and many utterly vicious criminals live within."
"Moreover, no fewer than three quasi-Saint-level forces are stationed there. Though they are not imperial dynasties, they truly do have quasi-Saint experts among them."
"Even the major imperial dynasties are unwilling to provoke them."
"I think that, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it would be best for us to take a detour."
Su Tao explained the fundamental reason.
Hearing this, Ye Lin had thought it was something terrifying. So this was all it was.
"No detour. Crush straight through."
"Whoever blocks us, kill them."
After Ye Lin spoke, Han Che nodded and said no more, instead turning to relay the order.
He had already witnessed this man's strength.
Since this man possessed such confidence, he certainly had the strength to flatten Black River.
After all, he had killed the Sky Crane Emperor Lord with a single finger. There was simply no need to say more about such strength.
The great army marched onward in mighty procession.
Yet the army's movements had long since become known to the people within Black River.
In the Southern Region, a river ran from east to west, cutting across the entire Southern Region.
Black River was the end of that river. It was filled with countless filthy things, and with three quasi-Saint-level forces stationed there, it had become the most unusual place in the Southern Region.
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