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Zhang Lin had not engaged in a duel with Chongming Guang, even though he had exchanged blows with Mu Qinglong. It was clear to the onlookers that they could gauge Chongming Guang's strength from this encounter.
The gathered crowd was unaware of the confrontation between Leng Gucun and Chongming Guang, nor did they know what information Leng Gucun had received. They certainly did not know what Leng Gucun had discussed with the elders of the Moon River Sect.
What they did know was this: they were determined to eliminate Chongming Guang at all costs.
Soon, more cultivators would arrive at the battlefield, joining the siege against the Light Path Classic. These individuals would rush to Liu Xia, come to Great Jin, and more golden figures would emerge, even those from the Infancy stage of cultivation.
For cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Period, the distance between several countries might seem vast, but it was not insurmountable. With a month’s time, they could reach their destination; however, Jin Qi cultivators could compress that time down to a quarter of a month. Those in the Infancy stage could traverse thousands of miles in a single month, easily crossing several small nations in just one day.
The thought of another prodigy like Chongming Guang emerging was daunting for everyone. As time passed, would there be another genius who surpassed even Chongming Guang? One such figure was already enough to disrupt the balance; the prospect of a second was too terrifying for them to contemplate.
It was time for them to leave. Zhang Lin put away his communication stone and reminded everyone, who were still lost in shock from earlier events.
Did they really want to confront someone named Chongming Guang? Lu Chen Zhou asked, expressing his skepticism about the effectiveness of sheer numbers.
There would definitely be others coming; Mu Qinglong calmly analyzed the current situation while holding Dongba. The Jade Void Sect would surely send reinforcements.
What about that Hong Yulong? Zhang Lin recalled Wei Wuyou recounting his two battles in the World of Mortals. The only thing that piqued his interest was someone called Red Jade Dragon; after all, Pseudo Golden Elixirs were quite rare.
In fact, there were only a few hundred Pseudo Golden Elixir cultivators within the Moon River Sect. Each time such a cultivator appeared, their sect gained a significant advantage over their rivals. This demonstrated just how valuable Pseudo Golden Elixir cultivators were.
Breaking through to that level was no easy feat; if it were so simple, many more would choose to do so directly. To reach the Golden Realm required extraordinary talent—one in a hundred would succeed—and entering that enigmatic Pseudo-Golden Realm might be one in ten thousand. Moreover, even if one possessed a Pseudo Golden Elixir, it did not guarantee a breakthrough to the Golden Realm; in fact, it could be even more challenging than for ordinary cultivators. It required not just talent but also immense courage and favorable opportunities.
In his words, there might be a chance for a battle. Lu Chen Zhou was very reluctant, but he couldn't deny that the fault lay with Chongming Guang. After all, someone like him, without the combat strength of a Foundation Practitioner, had limited usefulness.
The Jade Void Sect would definitely come; they aimed to kill Chongming Guang. The Jade Void Sect could not be the main force in this matter. Let's not forget that the Jade Void Sect was right outside Dajin City. Mu Qinglong felt that at least regarding the issue with the Light Path Classic, the attitudes of several Major Sects were not unified. At least when facing the Radiant Daoist, he couldn't deny that they could temporarily set aside their prejudices, even though it would inevitably lead to mutual hindrance.
They set off. Zhang Lin led the way, flying towards the borders of Great Jin on a flying vessel. Chen Zongbiao's route was almost transparent; there were major forces' Eye Lines following behind him. He knew that Bu Luo Gu Ping had instructed him not to act recklessly.
At first, there were few scouts, and they were wary of each other. Now, a week had passed, and they no longer pretended.
Upon meeting, "Hey brother, I haven't seen you around. This is Skytrust Guards. Do you think anything will be different tomorrow?"
"I'm Liu Xia," he replied. "This is Sky's End Tower. It's just like usual; I see so many people here. Who dares to make a move?"
"Come on, look at that guy over there who looks like a scholar," someone said. "That's Feiyuxuzong; he can really put on an act. Everyone just ignores him."
"I'm just an outsider here!"
Chen Zongbiao tried to act as if he hadn't seen those people at all. He took a bowl of wine and continued on his way. However, he was calculating in his mind; it had been a week since he left, and his children should have hidden away by now. They should be safe, he thought.
He vividly remembered what Gu Ping had said before departing: "Remember, once any cultivator appears, you can give up without hesitation; you might still survive."
Gu Ping hesitated when Yi Dong spoke up; he wasn't sure either and didn't know what to think.
Chen Zongbiao knew that those behind him were all waiting, hoping to play the role of the hidden bird. He didn't deny it. The mantis was lurking, especially outside the Great Jin territory, where the Abyssal Guards were a formidable presence.
Great Jin was strong, not just in the World of Mortals.
There was a saying that circulated widely in the martial world. Originally spoken by Emperor Gao Yang Yong of Great Jin to intimidate Tiandong, it was now used to describe the control exerted by the Abyssal Guards over Great Jin's martial realm.
Chen Zongbiao was aware of that saying: Great Jin was strong, not just in the Secular world. The Abyssal Guards had such power outside the Great Jin Empire that it could truly be said they were covering the sky with their legs. He understood this well; if the Abyssal Guards didn't let him know something, then no one would know, unless they were dead.
Those people feared Great Jin and the Abyssal Guards, so even if they were right in front of Chen Zongbiao, they didn't dare to move against him. They all wanted to be that hidden bird, but everyone knew that the Jade Void Sect and the Abyssal Guards were the biggest hidden birds of all; they were merely fishing in troubled waters.
At that moment, who would dare to move against anyone? It would be a death wish. Moreover, those cultivators moved much faster than ordinary folks. If they made a move, disaster would surely follow. To act first? That would be a joke—was he looking for death?
But just when everyone thought tomorrow would be another leisurely day, Chen Zongbiao finally encountered the first batch of robbers.
He lifted the Great Hammer hanging from his horse's back; its head was larger than a watermelon and looked intimidating.
Looking at the dozen or so people before him, he knew they were definitely not cultivators. Cultivators wouldn't dress like that, resembling bandits; they wouldn't hide their true faces either. They were likely real robbers.
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