At that thought, Chen Ping secretly activated the Lip Shell in his clothing, gathering a dark Wu Yun beneath his feet. He rose into the air and stood on it, imitating as closely as possible the appearance of Zhang Peng that the former Chen Ping had witnessed firsthand.
"Who goes there?!"
At the entrance to Accumulated Yin Cave, two Evil Soul Masters noticed the warning from their Soul Tool and stared into the depths of the forest. Immediately afterward, they saw "Zhang Peng" flying brazenly toward them on Wu Yun.
"You two, get your asses over here and help me carry things out. The fighting on the front lines is desperate. By decree of the Cult Master, I'm taking a batch of rare metals from headquarters' underground warehouse to meet the emergency. There must be no delay."
Chen Ping showed no sign of slowing down. Maintaining the same speed, he charged into the cave in almost the blink of an eye, giving the two Evil Soul Masters no time to react properly.
At first, the two Evil Soul Masters felt uneasy. After all, this completely violated the procedures Soul Masters had to follow when entering the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters.
The problem was that the "Zhang Peng" before them had offered an impeccable reason: the fighting on the front lines was desperate, and by decree of the Cult Master, he was taking a batch of rare metals from headquarters' underground warehouse to meet the emergency.
Zhang Peng had no intention of offering them any unnecessary explanations. Instead, he immediately ordered them to get their asses inside and help carry things, making the two Evil Soul Master guards instinctively believe his identity all the more.
In the Holy Spirit Cult, the strong were supposed to ruthlessly humiliate the weak and work