"Have you found Xia Xiao's trace?"
When Wang Qishen saw Wang Jinlong nod, a fierce smile that had been waiting for a long time appeared on his face. Although they had not reached the northernmost part, they had already reached the upper part of the Barbarian Grassland. They could transfer all the practitioners to form an iron chain to narrow the encirclement and tie up Xia Xiao. And this could be done with just one word from Wang Jinlong!
After the setback, the Yun Kingdom was more cohesive than before. Under the guidance of Wang Qishen and the attention of his followers, Wang Jinlong looked heavy-faced and gave the order:
"Notify the people in the northwest and northeast to head due north."
"yes!"
Wang Qishen had finally waited for this day. They had changed from capturing Xia Xiao to create a god to killing him to vent their hatred. The anger had been weighing on their hearts for a long time and was about to explode.
After Wang Qishen and his followers left, Wang Jinlong, who had not rested for several days, looked to the north. His old eyes, which were cloudy and bloodshot, seemed to have seen Xia Xiao being beheaded by him on the grassland. His head would be sent back to Daxia Zhenxun. Only the tears and wailing of his relatives could ease Wang Jinlong's hatred. His blood would soak the soil on the grassland, and his body would be shattered and scattered all over the wilderness, as a result of angering the Yun Kingdom.
Wang Jinlong's thin face trembled slightly, and the bad news of the past few days made him depressed. In just three days, they suffered heavy losses when they entered the grassland. Many weak practitioners died at the hands of horse thieves and wild beasts. He and Wang Yinlong and Wang Shixing were seeking revenge while hunting Xia Xiao, which exhausted them physically and mentally. But even so, they still didn't hurt Xia Xiao, and didn't even touch a hair on him.
Wang Jinlong didn't know where there were so many horse thieves in this grassland, but it was funny to hear that it was a specialty. The hard times were coming to an end, and they had to force Xia Xiao to death, otherwise how could they appease the souls of so many practitioners?
The space around him was shaking. Wang Jinlong stretched out his hand when he saw it. Something similar to a talisman array floated in his hand, and the voice of Wang Yinlong came from it.
"Great Elder, what Wang Qishen said is true. Should we reduce the encirclement now?"
"That's right."
"Our practitioners are exhausted physically and mentally. They have been exhausted these days. My northwest and Wang Shixing's northeast are the main forces and have not rested for three days. The practitioners in the south have just arrived not long ago. Surrounding them like this will only backfire. Now we can't go back, and we can't get out of the grassland. We are trapped here. We can only survive on one breath. There are many horse thieves, wild beasts and beast monsters. We have lost more than a hundred practitioners in death and injury. If we act rashly, won't we destroy our foundation?"
The root of Yun Country is Wang Yaping, who died in the snowy mountains. The only ones they can rely on are many practitioners, but now they have suffered a lot of losses. If they continue like this, Yun Country will be finished. Wang Jinlong knows this truth, and he is also entangled, but now he is in a dilemma. If he advances, he will suffer heavy losses, and if he retreats, he will lose everything.
When it was difficult for him to make a decision and Wang Yinlong fell silent, Wang Shixing followed closely, his voice full of anxiety, fearing that Wang Jinlong would not agree.
"Great Elder, how about the three of us go to the north and have the divine envoys of each family gather their own practitioners and wait for orders or slowly move to the north. It is obviously unrealistic to let everyone go now. You know, the third and fourth level practitioners simply cannot stand the long journey, and the grassland is huge. Even if we go there with all our strength, it will take a day. I understand your feelings. Xia Xiao really deserves to die, but there is no need to let everyone suffer."
Wang Shixing shut up at this point, he knew that Wang Jinlong would get annoyed if he talked too much. But this matter absolutely cannot be done that way, they have many reasons. But when Wang Jinlong sighed, they all began to be glad that they were not there, otherwise they would definitely not be able to raise their heads. After all, the height they were at was not high enough.
"You are all Yun Nation's confidants, all considerate and kind people, and I am the only stubborn old man who has done all kinds of evil. Do you think I haven't thought of what you have thought of? Or do you think that only your northwest and northeast regions have suffered casualties? Have you forgotten to report the number of casualties to me every day? I stand at the top of the tower, unlike the dust and grass, and I can withstand the wind from all directions. I know the current miserable situation of Yun Nation better than you do."
"But let me ask you, if we stop them, what's the point of all the things we did before? If we don't see Xia Xiao die on the grassland with our own eyes, how can we appease the people? How can we maintain our dignity and continue to create gods and return to normal? The Yun Kingdom has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the wish and plan to create gods have been passed down from generation to generation. Do you think that if it is cut off in our generation, how can our ancestors rest in peace? How can we enter that ancestral hall in the future? How will future generations look at us? So Xia Xiao must die. If he doesn't die, it will be difficult for the Yun Kingdom to return to normal.
"As elders and my brothers, you should help me find ways to overcome difficulties instead of just resisting. You are not ordinary practitioners, but elders of the Wang family. Sitting in this position, you represent not yourselves, but thousands of practitioners, and you are the vital pillars of the Yun Kingdom. You must think twice before saying anything, otherwise what will others think? If you are the first to waver, what will others think?"
"Besides, what right do you have to deprive them of the opportunity to witness Xia Xiao's death? Wang Yaping's death and the deaths of hundreds of practitioners were all Xia Xiao's fault! Who can calm their inner hatred without seeing him torn into pieces with their own eyes?"
Although Wang Yinlong was ashamed, he took the initiative to propose:
"Let's divide the team into two echelons according to their strength. This will not only keep Xia Xiao tied up, but also allow the weaker practitioners to catch up and not fall behind."
"It still needs to be considered."
Wang Shixing didn't dare to say more. In his opinion, Xia Xiao must die and the cultivator could not make any more mistakes.
After a long silence, Wang Yinlong also threw out some ideas, because Wang Jinlong came up with the best solution and said:
"From now on, divide the cultivators of each family into three teams. The first team consists of cultivators of level 6 and above. They will follow behind us in scattered groups and move toward the north as quickly as possible to contain Xia Xiao in a smaller encirclement. The sooner Xia Xiao is contained, the harder it will be for him to escape."
"The second team is made up of cultivators of the fourth level and above. Each team is guaranteed to have more than five and less than ten people. They are mainly responsible for supporting the third team and supporting the first team. The task is arduous, so the speed can be slowed down. No matter how fast you go, you must keep a distance from the first echelon to ensure safety."
"The third team has no speed requirement, and can gather more people, depending on the specific situation, but no more than fifty people, otherwise it will be difficult to manage. Let the third team follow at the end, responsible for taking care of the wounded and protecting themselves. The practitioners of our Yun country are precious, and we cannot allow any of them to lose their lives."
Wang Yinlong and Wang Shixing thought this was a good idea, praised it sincerely, and then put it into action. The three of them issued the order together, and then one person passed it on to ten people, and ten people passed it on to a hundred people. In half a day, the division was roughly completed.
The formation of the third team was naturally slower, after all, it had the largest number of people. But when the second team gradually gathered, the people in the first team just rushed out quickly like before, without any difference.
If Wang Jinlong and his two companions were a fishing net, the people in the first team would be like the hammer that hits the water surface, causing ripples to appear and startling the fish below, driving them to one side and finally catching them all in one net.
With the previous lesson, the people of Yun dared not be blindly confident anymore, so they did not feel any joy, fearing that Xia Xiao would do something more shocking. It was a military admonition not to boost others' ambitions and destroy one's own prestige, but they were vaguely afraid, and even felt that Xia Xiao, this monster, would definitely not die so peacefully.
That kind of heartfelt worry made them a little surprised. They were not surprised at Xia Xiao's influence, but that their fear of him had reached such an exaggerated level.
The once proud Yun people never returned, and now they are sensitive and timid. Xia Xiao messed up the courage of this nation, and even shattered it all over the place. But the encirclement is indeed getting smaller and smaller with their joint efforts, and the cooperation of the three echelons is also very good, but Xia Xiao didn't notice it at all after so many days of hard work. He walked ahead of everyone, so how could he keep looking back?
The further you go in, the fewer wild beasts there are, and the few beast monsters are almost gone. The snow-covered grassland is extremely desolate.
Xia Xiao stood in the lonely world, looked back at the past, then turned his head to look at the future, and couldn't help feeling that something was wrong.
Unconsciously, the horse thieves were no longer active on the grassland, and even the remaining demonic energy was only in Xia Xiao's body. This was a big deal for him, because it meant that the Yun people would no longer be confused by the demonic energy, so they would be able to find him quickly.
Xia Xiao ran for three days at full speed, but Wang Jinlong only reached the destination in one day. This gap made him look cold. There was still some distance from the Devil's Grassland, so he had to speed up. As long as he got there, whether it was the mysterious power that concealed his aura or the existence of the probability of the black light, it would make Xia Xiao feel better.
Thinking that the Yun people were angry, Xia Xiao grinned, then spread his wings, creating ripples in the air, and quickly headed north. Even if he ran faster, after a few days, the waves coming from all directions made Xia Xiao, who never stopped, narrow his eyes and muttered to himself:
"Since we have been able to reduce the encirclement to this extent, it is quite remarkable."
Except for Yun Country, Gou Longbang's team had never come here on such a large scale. They even had a kind of punishment called northern exile. Even if the handcuffs and leg chains were removed, it was difficult to survive. Some practitioners could not avoid a tragic fate. You can imagine the horror here and the madness of Yun Country.
Xia Xiao could guess that they wanted to cut him into pieces, but was the vital energy released from three distant directions telling him that there was no way out, or was it deliberately tearing a hole in the net, waiting for him to drill through?
Xia Xiao felt that the door that was opened at this time must be a dead end, and there were many steel forks outside, waiting for him to show his head, so he did not go towards it. But on the last section of the road to the Devil's Grassland, Xia Xiao suddenly exclaimed. How much anger did Wang Jinlong have to come so quickly?
Xia Xiao really couldn't imagine Wang Jinlong's anger, but he could see it with his own eyes.