"Given Duan Lang's personality, it's possible he might defect to the Great Ming Dynasty, but do you think it's possible for him to become so submissive?"
After Lin Feng finished speaking, Si Zang immediately widened his eyes and curiously leaned closer: "No way, Duan Lang also has that kind of Gu worm planted in his body?"
"Possibly, but not necessarily," Lin Feng emphasized helplessly, adding that it was currently just a guess.
Si Zang suddenly exclaimed, "If we plant this kind of Gu worm, how can Duan Lang change... No, no, if we plant this kind of Gu worm in Duan Lang, then what's the point of him changing? We might as well just drive him insane!"
Tang Hong said in a harsh voice, "Have you thought about it? Change includes destruction. As long as you don't care, you can kill him, imprison him in a cesspool for 20 days, or cripple his martial arts and throw him to the Arctic... or even turn him into a eunuch, it's all possible."
“My heart is not that dirty…” Si Zang felt a chill run down his spine; he really hadn’t thought that way.
“Or, kill his family members directly, or grab his parents directly from the river of time.” Lin Feng’s voice was icy, as if he could see countless people doing this: “Or cut off their limbs, cut off their tongues, and turn them into bottle people.”
"Hiss... What are you thinking..." Si Zang felt a chill run through his body, as if he himself had become like that.
“The scariest thing isn’t that you did this,” Lin Feng spoke again, his cold eyes sweeping over Si Zang. “The scariest thing is that the Nightmare Space acknowledges what you did.”
Nightmare Space...
"Alright, alright, stop it. I'm convinced. Now what do we do? If Duan Lang is as you say, what should we do?" Si Zang shook his head forcefully, quietly observing the two opposing forces in the arena, without a clear idea for the moment.
Whether it's the newly ascended Ming Dynasty, the remnants of the world's will, or Di Shitian and others who want to use the insect gu, they all seem to have some very applicable reasons.
Regardless of what lies behind this, in the end, only the victor will have the right to mold Duan Lang into the shape they desire.
Indra is said to be at the level of the Dao Venerable...
They can't win by fighting, and a direct confrontation is doomed to failure. Now that the outcome of this war has been preliminarily determined, they should shift their focus to a specific point.
"Besides the mission, our goal is to suppress the rebels." Lin Feng chuckled and said to Si Zang, "In that case, you write a memorial, outlining the difficulties of this campaign against the rebels, and then clearly describing the Evil Yuan Sect, especially highlighting the harm caused by those Gu worms and Emperor Shitian, and send it to... Emperor Hongwu?"
Lin Feng wasn't quite sure what the emperor called him before and after his death, so he simply recited the reign title from his memory.
"Will this work?" Si Zang began to formulate his thoughts, but he had some doubts.
"Give it a try." Lin Feng didn't explain further and urged Tibet repeatedly.
At this moment, the eight participants gradually surrounded Dugu Jian and his group on the battlefield. The only thing that allowed Dugu Jian and his group to hold on was the array constantly activated by the dozens of Wushuang City Sword Guards behind them, which summoned the Sword Realm here and used the endless sword intent within to help Dugu Jian and his companions temporarily withstand the attacks of the eight.
As a golden light soared up, Si Zang looked at the sky with some uncertainty, only to see that the Great Ming Iron Law above their heads had swallowed up the proclamation he had sent out, and there were no further changes.
"or..."
Before he could finish speaking, Si Zang suddenly sensed an aura flying from afar.
Before he could even catch his breath, Duan Lang, who was far away, immediately abandoned his concealment and was the first to greet him: "My lord!"
"Um!"
A voice came from within the aura, but immediately afterward, the aura carried a broken wave and shot straight in front of Lin Feng and the others: "Shen Lian, Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Heavenly Sword Martial World, greets you gentlemen."
Refinement?
The name sounds familiar.
Lin Feng quickly helped the other person up: "You know what happened, right?"
"Yes, I understand!" Without another word, Shen Lian drew a sharp-looking embroidered spring knife from his waist.
Should we just go for the hard way?
Just as Lin Feng had a strange thought, Di Shitian, who was in the distance, waved his hand with a cold smile, summoning all the subordinates surrounding Dugu Jian back.
As Shen Lian walked forward alone, a chilling aura emanated from him, and at the same time, the blade in his hand slashed a beam of light into the sky. The Great Ming Iron Law, which floated in the sky, suddenly released an even colder chilling aura from its majestic golden light, enveloping the world.
The next instant, a buzzing sound rang out, and a huge shadow appeared under the already dim sky.
Immediately afterwards, as the shadows approached the clouds, the golden light that filled the sky resembled flowing rivers, bringing the enormous creature behind the shadows into everyone's view.
Before they could examine what had appeared closely, the buzzing sound from before echoed continuously in the sky.
"Divine Warrior Army - Skybreaker"
Hundreds of warships, resembling floating pavilions reaching for the sky, silenced the entire world at that moment. The most dazzling ship in the center suddenly emitted a terrifying sound of drums.
"Divine Martial Army, heed my command!"
"Slay the traitor, Indra!"
The deep, resonant sound spread throughout the heavens and earth amidst the thunderous drums. The two leading warships had already aimed their cannons at Di Shitian, and the energy beams that rapidly lit up on the cannons instantly tore apart the space around the ships, creating strange spatial rifts.
Boom boom boom!
The drumbeats grew louder once more, and countless figures emerged from hundreds of divine warships. At a glance, these people were at least at the Heaven and Earth Profound Realm, only a hair's breadth away from the Martial Immortal Realm.
"kill!"
The drumbeats changed, and golden light shot from the cannons instantly pierced the earth, leaving behind traces that dissolved space.
A few seconds later, the golden light dissipated, and Di Shitian, who had emerged from the attack, flew up with a palm and unleashed a hand of ice lightning at the golden light that fell again. Then, quite displeased, he slashed out thousands of ice lightning flames into the sky.
Click!
Chains descended from the sky, forming a mysterious defense with the help of all the warships.
The warships in the sky were like precision instruments arranged in a row, easily devouring and decomposing Indra's terrifying attack, turning it into invisible energy afterimages.
"snort!"
Di Shitian snorted coldly, glanced in Lin Feng's direction, and after countless air shuttles flew out of the ship, he opened up space and disappeared from the battlefield.
"Wow...that's so cool."
Si Zang remained staring blankly until the battle completely ceased, only snapping out of his daze when Shen Lian turned around and clasped his hands in greeting.
In the Great Martial Arts Dynasty... the strongest are not the extraordinary martial artists, but the unknown possibilities that can scientifically utilize extraordinary power!
"My lords, I will immediately begin investigating the matter of suppressing the bandits. If you have any doubts or information, you may inform me through Duan Lang at any time."
"Thanks." Lin Feng reached out to help the other person up. "No need to be so polite. We'll only be staying for less than 20 days."
"You flatter me, sir."
Shen Lian cupped his hands again, but when Lin Feng reached out and pressed them down, he no longer did so in such a formal manner.
Lin Feng asked again, "Is the Divine Martial Army the army stationed here?"
“The Divine Martial Army is one of His Majesty’s three most powerful armies. It can travel thousands of miles at any time to reach every part of the Ming Dynasty. It will not be mobilized unless there is a major event.” Shen Lian replied quickly, which was one of the reasons for his respectful attitude.
"I see..." Lin Feng nodded, looking at the warships that had begun to march again in the sky, and understood: "We won't ask any more questions about the specifics. I'm sure you know better than us. We'll be going now."
"Please take care, sirs."
Shen Lian bowed and saw them off. The moment he turned around, Duan Lang was immediately forced by a look from him to catch up with Lin Feng and the others.
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