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"Yang Xiao."
"Subordinate is here!"
"Let the brothers speed up!"
Jiang Han nodded slightly, looking towards the horizon, his eyes shining brightly.
In the distance, a faint aura of bloodlust approached: "Delay will bring change!"
After saying this, without hesitation, he radiated golden light and charged into the battle.
Yang Xiao noticed Jiang Han's serious expression and thought to himself that something must have gone wrong, hence the flag bearer was signaling to 'speed up the attack.'
Jiang Han, like an azure dragon or a Kunpeng, often took the lives of hundreds of post-heaven warriors with just a casual move. Many surviving warriors from Yunzhou feared him like Divine Demons.
"Scoundrel! How dare you be so reckless!"
Though he had not yet arrived, an old voice boomed like thunder in everyone's chest, nearly shattering their eardrums.
Jiang Han glanced at the battlefield and found that the remnants of Yunzhou had mostly been cleared out. He was waiting calmly in place.
If his estimation was correct, the newcomers were likely those guys from Qingzhou.
However, Qingzhou was not too far from Yunzhou, yet they chose this moment to arrive, suggesting there might be hidden motives.
He always assumed the worst intentions in others!
Perhaps, to those in Qingzhou with their lofty perspectives, Manichaeism was merely a dilapidated household hiding in the harsh lands of the Western Regions, not worth their concern.
If they could seize a piece of land for free, they would naturally swoop in like vultures smelling blood.
But if that barren land was inhabited by a fierce person wielding a big stick, even if they could capture it, they would end up injured; then they would think twice about their approach.
By this reasoning, the situation in Yunzhou is also not bad.
For a long time, the martial world of Yunzhou has been law-abiding. Many forces from Qingzhou, despite coveting Yunzhou's resources and vast territory, have not dared to take the risk of launching an attack. Therefore, this invasion of Yunzhou by Manichaeism has secretly delighted many forces in Qingzhou, who have urged Elder Mo of the Azure Peak Sect to investigate the situation at Cangjian Mountain Villa and Yijian Sect.
Poor Elder Mo has been kept in the dark, while the two previous Sect Leaders of Azure Peak Sect have died with their eyes closed! Little do they know that the reinforcements from Qingzhou, whom they have high hopes for and have been eagerly waiting for, also have their own plans!
The invasion of Yunzhou by Qingzhou is unjust; after all, everyone is a person of righteousness. Even if there are dirty dealings behind the scenes, on the surface, everyone must appear to be virtuous. Since the invasion of Yunzhou by Qingzhou is unfeasible, then perhaps the Western Region Ming Sect can destroy Yunzhou, allowing many forces from Qingzhou to play the role of saviors and appear in Yunzhou when its martial world is nearly annihilated in the name of heroism!
At that time, they can rule over and divide Yunzhou's territory without anyone being able to say a word against it. Externally, they can announce that Yunzhou has lost its ability to resist and that their presence here is to prevent Manichaeism from returning.
After such operations, the most unfortunate will be the forces of Yunzhou, completely wiped out; next will be Manichaeism, which mobilized its forces but gained nothing, further solidifying its reputation as a 'demonic cult.'
From beginning to end, there is only one beneficiary: the various forces from Qingzhou who helped drive away Manichaeism from Yunzhou and even expressed their willingness to stay and protect Yunzhou from further incursions by Manichaeism as 'heroes!'
"Interesting, interesting; truly interesting." Jiang Han's gaze was cold as he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking towards the distant aura of bloodshed.
A long rainbow approached first; the person had an ethereal presence and flowing garments. If it weren't for the sharp aura surrounding him, one might mistake him for a Daoist master.
The person floated in mid-air without landing, frowning as he surveyed below before fixing his gaze on Jiang Han with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth: "You are the leader of the Western Demon Cult?"
Without waiting for others to speak, the man continued, "What great courage! Your demonic sect has already stirred up a bloody storm in the Western Regions, and yet you still dare to attempt to destroy Yunzhou..."
Jiang Han glanced at him, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Hmph. Aren't you all thinking the same thing? Otherwise, why would your timing be so coincidental? You waited until I had nearly wiped out the remnants of Yunzhou before coming here to play the good Samaritan!"
Regardless of whether he guessed correctly or not, placing the blame on the martial forces of Qingzhou was certainly appropriate.
Want to play the role of the yellow sparrow? First, ask about my fists!
Indeed, many of the nearly broken spirits from Yunzhou immediately looked at that man with suspicion, filled with doubt and confusion.
The various forces in Yunzhou had long known that the martial forces of Qingzhou, led by Cangjian Mountain Villa, would intervene in this great battle. As a result, many had even chosen extreme measures like self-detonation to buy time.
But now, upon hearing that Qingzhou was also plotting against them, they couldn't help but feel suspicious. Otherwise, it was impossible to explain why reinforcements from Qingzhou had yet to arrive!
"Hmph!"
The dark thoughts of that man were exposed and made public, causing his hair to stand on end in fury. The remaining warriors of Yunzhou, almost all injured, were shaken by this muffled grunt, their blood boiling with frustration and helplessness. They could only grit their teeth and endure the humiliation, temporarily averting their gaze to avoid becoming targets.
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