Chapter 582 The Empty City Stratagem? (shuhaige.net)



The mountains, forests, cliffs, and lakes in the forest before me have all returned to their original state.

Winter vanished silently in just a few seconds.

Ming Tian put down his longsword, slightly puzzled.

Seeing this, Zhao Yulong walked over and asked, "You broke the formation so quickly?"

“No, no.” Ming Tian narrowed his eyes: “The Four Symbols Mind-Controlling Array disappeared. The caster actively dispelled the array.”

"Disappeared?" Zhao Yulong asked, "Why would the rebels disarm the formation themselves?"

Ming Tian shrugged: "I don't know what they're up to either."

Zhao Yulong paused for a moment and then said, "Could it be a trap?"

“Lin Nai is rumored to be very cunning. If that person was really Lin Nai, then he might have deliberately disarmed the formation to create some kind of large trap, waiting for us to walk right into it.” Ming Tian glanced at him: “You used to be his instructor, what do you think?”

Zhao Yulong pondered for a moment: "Back when we were taking tactical combat classes at Dark Moon, Lin Nai's performance was indeed overwhelming compared to other students of the same level. Even when he first arrived at the Dark Moon camp, senior students like Wang Jian and Zhai Nan were defeated by him."

Ming Tian said, "Was Mu Xun also beaten to a pulp by him back then?"

Zhao Yulong: "Yes."

Ming Tian remained silent, lost in thought. He walked forward, and the forest ahead was quite different from before. The original pine forest had become a pine forest, because the formation had disappeared, and the illusion was gone, finally revealing the real mountain path before them.

"No matter what, they've opened the road for us to enter, so we can't just refuse to go in, can we?"

Ming Tian's eyes held a hint of amusement: "Perhaps they're just playing a ruse on us."

Zhao Yulong nodded and said, "That makes sense."

"However, just to be on the safe side, it would be better to send two people ahead to scout ahead."

He turned his head: "Bai Liao, Meng Feifei, you two go ahead and scout ahead!"

"......"

Meng Feifei thought to herself, "Just as I expected, coming out with these two genius-level big shots has only left them with some dangerous and troublesome jobs..."

Bai Liao didn't complain. He simply said, "I know." Then he leaped up and, stepping on a few leaves and branches, headed towards the woods ahead.

Seeing this, Meng Feifei had no choice but to jump up as well and catch up with Bai Liao's footsteps.

He thought to himself, 'Brother Nai, please don't dig a huge landmine and blow me up...'

......

A dozen minutes later.

Bai Liao and Meng Feifei are back.

"How is it?" Zhao Yulong asked them.

“There are no traps at all.” Meng Feifei shrugged. “There are no mechanisms, no trap talismans, no poison gas, and no illusions.”

"Hmm." Bai Liao also said calmly, "Moreover, we've found the rebel camp. It's in a mountain village, less than two kilometers from here."

"What?! You found their camp?!" Zhao Yulong squinted and asked, "What's the situation?"

Bai Liao replied, "We didn't sneak in rashly; we just observed the area around the manor for a while."

“I know that,” Zhao Yulong said. Not acting rashly is a basic requirement for a reconnaissance soldier. “I’m asking you, have you noticed anything unusual?”

“No.” Bai Liao shook his head: “This is what we found strange after our investigation. We circled the manor, and the entire manor was like a ghost town. We didn’t find a single person or hear even the slightest sound.”

"Nobody here?" Zhao Yulong fell silent, pondering for a long time. "Good lad, are you really playing the empty city ploy with us?"

“Interesting.” Ming Tian smiled and said, “Alright, since our opponents have opened their doors and extended such a warm invitation, what are we still hesitating for? Let’s go.”

With that, he turned and went back to his car.

Zhao Yulong hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and ordered, "All soldiers, return to the vehicles and continue advancing!"

A convoy of armored vehicles drove up the mountain road and soon came to the villa.

Zhao Yulong stood on top of the armored vehicle and picked up his binoculars to observe.

It was indeed very quiet, without even a guard.

"I'd like to see what tricks you're up to."

Zhao Yulong snorted coldly, jumped out of the car, and walked straight ahead.

Ming Tian also jumped out of the car and followed behind him.

The two walked into the manor together, followed by a group of dimensional soldiers carrying soul-powered guns.

"There really isn't a single person here..."

Zhao Yulong had initially prepared for an ambush.

In his imagination, it was possible that as soon as they entered the gate, hundreds of trap runes would suddenly flash on the ground simultaneously, followed by the activation of various deadly Mohist mechanisms. Tear gas, smoke grenades, and poison gas would be thrown at their faces, and then the rebel soldiers would rush out from various buildings, unleashing a barrage of attacks on those trapped...

But the truth is... nothing at all!

The entire manor was like a ghost town, and Zhao Yulong could not sense any life force or soul power at all.

Mingtian looked around and finally went into a room. He saw that the room was furnished with a homey atmosphere and that there was a rice cooker with warm rice inside.

Mingtian came out and said, "There were signs that someone had lived here just now, but I don't know where they've hidden themselves now."

"Smack!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yulong flew into the air without hesitation, clasped his hands together, and gathered his soul power.

"Soul Skill - Dragon Storm Blade!"

"roar!"

The white jade dragon behind him let out a deafening roar, followed by a terrifying storm of airflow spewing from the mouths of the two white dragons!

"Snoring and rumbling—!!"

The strong winds were like incredibly sharp blades, almost creating a mini tornado that instantly ripped up all the houses in the large building complex in front of them!

Many small houses made of wooden planks fell apart in an instant.

Even houses made of bricks and cement couldn't withstand a high-pressure storm for more than a few seconds before being completely destroyed!

Soon, the entire villa was reduced to ruins...

But still, no one was seen.

"How is this possible??"

Zhao Yulong's pupils contracted.

This mountain villa is truly deserted...

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