Hunting Immortals and Demons

Zuo Yun was excitedly explaining, "To incorporate the Wish Pattern formation into the army formation requires a medium. For instance, some parts of the enormous formation may be inscribed onto a warrior’s armor, while the other parts can be inscribed onto another warrior’s armor."

"For example, if a formation is divided into a hundred parts and each part is inscribed on the armor of one of a hundred warriors, and these hundred warriors train day and night to integrate their formations, then by standing in specific places and fighting, and activating the patterns on their armor, the wish patterns of the hundred people intertwining could form a massive formation."

"If expanded to a thousand or ten thousand, and even up to a hundred thousand people moving together, it can twist the power of one hundred thousand people into one strand, erupting with astonishing might."

Lu Yan looked excited.

Despite him not understanding the formation, he thought the idea made sense after listening.

"Can you make it possible?" Lu Yan asked in his mind.

"I’ve experimented with a ten-man team, and it’s nearly effective. However, the difficulty increases with the number of people. Theoretically, it’s achievable, but it still needs continuous experimentation and gradual perfection. But I can’t mobilize the warriors. I need your order for that." He responded enthusiastically, "If the formations work on over ten thousand people, an army made up of ordinary warriors could unite seamlessly to hunt Primordial Spirits, and it’s not a dream to even hunt the strongest."

"At that time, the game would undergo earth-shattering changes in Da Chu."

Zuo Yun spoke excitedly.

"Alright, you proceed with it. Here’s the token, the warriors can be freely mobilized as long as you don’t get them killed," Lu Yan took out a military token and handed it to Zuo Yun.

Upon receiving the token, Zuo Yun left with great joy.

"I hope it will work. If it does, the world game would change drastically," Lu Yan said with a hopeful look.

After reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm, the role of the warriors was becoming smaller and smaller.

No matter how many warriors there were, they would stand no chance against the Primordial Spirit Realm.

A single Primordial Spirit could easily slaughter tens of thousands of troops.

After reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm, the main function of the warriors was to attack and occupy cities, maintain local order, and guard the Blood Land Vein.

In a battle between two sides, the outcome was often not decided by the warriors, but by the masters of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

The masters of the Primordial Spirit Realm decided the direction of a battle.

If the warriors could hunt the Primordial Spirit, then a big battle would become complex and variable, and the Primordial Spirit Realm would no longer be the decisive factor.

"Start practicing!"

Entering the Practice Room, Lu Yan’s soul directly entered the Nine Layer Heaven, venturing into the Ocean of Thunder.

"It would be great if I could capture more of those little Thunder Snakes," Lu Yan muttered to himself, refining his body with the thunder while traversing the Ocean of Thunder in search of them.

...

At the residence of Gu Chongshan from the Gu Family,

"Damn it, a Lu Yan popped up halfway through, this Lu Yan, really deserves to die," Gu Feiyu growled with bloodshot eyes.

At the top of the room, Gu Chongshan was silently drinking tea and remained silent.

"Grandfather, are we suppose to just resign to let that cheap man Gu Yinuo to take control of the Gu Family?" Gu Feiyu’s gaze shifted to Gu Chongshan again.

"At this point, what can we do even if we are not resigned?" Gu Chongshan replied.

"If Gu Yinuo suddenly drops dead, then within the Gu Family, who else would be qualified to contend for the position of Family Head with you?" Gu Feiyu asked, a cold killing intent visible in his eyes.

The color on Gu Chongshan’s face changed subtely as he rebuked harshly, "Fool! If Gu Yinuo suddenly drops dead now, everyone will suspect we did it. That Lu Yan is terrifyingly strong; your Grandfather is no match for him. If he comes to take revenge, I won’t be able to protect you."

"It’s all because of this Lu Yan. If it weren’t for him, the position of Family Head would have belonged to you by now," Gu Feiyu’s expression turned ferocious. "Then let’s kill Lu Yan too."

"How will we do it?" Gu Chongshan asked.

"Your grandson is good friends with the new heir of the Shengwu Sect. As long as we pass the news of Lu Yan harboring the Divine-level Martial Arts to the Shengwu Sect, they’ll certainly be interested."

Gu Chongshan shook his head, "How many strongest ones are there in the world? The Shengwu Sect wouldn’t take the risk of hunting a strongest one for this Divine-level Martial Arts."

"What if we promise them that once you take control of the Gu Family, we will respect the Shengwu Sect above all others? With the addition of the Divine-level Martial Arts controlled by the Gu Family and other Martial Arts, the Shengwu Sect wouldn’t refuse."

Gu Feiyu argued.

Smack!

Gu Chongshan’s complexion changed drastically and he banged the table in anger, "Are you mad? Our Gu Family is a descendant of the Great Ancient Imperial Family. How could we bow down to the Shengwu Sect? If so, how can I face our ancestors?"

"At this stage, we can’t care so much. Once Gu Yinuo grows up, will he spare us? He will certainly get rid of us altogether, and then we would all die," Gu Feiyu shouted, his eyes blood red.

"It won’t be that bad. No matter what, I am the Supreme Elder of the Gu Family and almost at the list of the strongest ones. The Gu Family is short of people now. What if they lose me? How to contend with the great feudal princes?" Gu Chongshan shook his head.

The battle with Lu Yan had hit his confidence hard.

He used to think that he was good enough to shoulder the world’s strongest ones, but now he was not so sure.

"Grandfather, while you’re still around, Gu Yinuo won’t touch us. But you’re already nearing nine-hundred years old. Once you’re gone in the future, will Gu Yinuo still spare us?"

"My father is not talented and is only in the True Body Realm now. And then there’s my uncle, once you’re not there, our lineage will be obliterated by Gu Yinuo. We will have no chance of survival, Grandfather, please, save us."

Gu Feiyu fell to his knees and sobbed bitterly.

Gu Chongshan looked conflicted, his expressions changing. After a moment, his eyes hardened. He sighed deeply and accorded, "Alright then, I will accompany you this once."

"Thank you, Grandfather" Gu Feiyu replied happily.

"Do you have a plan?" Gu Chongshan asked.

"I’ve thought it out. We just need to pass on Gu Yinuo’s whereabouts to the Shengwu Sect, and let the Shengwu Sect elite capture Gu Yinuo. Then force Lu Yan to show up, by then, you and the powerhouse of the Shengwu Sect joining hands can easily kill Lu Yan."

"In fact, we don’t even need to join hands. As long as that old monster of the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit from the Shengwu Sect makes a move, Lu Yan is as good as dead."

Gu Feiyu said.

"Alright, make it as quickly as possible."

Gu Chongshan nodded his head.

....

Time flies in the cultivation world.

It’s been a month since Lu Yan returned to the Martial Alliance.

One day, Li Quan reported that someone wanted to see Lu Yan.

"Wants to see me? What’s their background?"

Lu Yan asked.

"They didn’t say, just said they wanted to meet you alone, they have something important to give to you. My lord, be cautious, they might not have good intentions."

Li Quan warned carefully.

"Don’t worry, no one can harm me. Lead the way."

Lu Yan smiled confidently.

With his defenses in place, even the strongest in the world couldn’t harm him, even if they attacked by surprise.

That’s the confidence he has now.

"Yes!"

Li Quan bowed his head.

Soon, the two arrived at a reception room.

Lu Yan saw a middle-aged man with a sharp look, sitting on a chair, sipping tea.

After seeing Lu Yan, he just smiled and didn’t stand up.

Lu Yan doesn’t care and sat directly at the head of the table.

"I heard you wanted to see me, you have something important to give me?"

Lu Yan asked.

"Alliance leader Lu, please dismiss everyone else."

The middle-aged man said.

"Everyone out!"

Lu Yan waved his hand, and Li Quan and other guards retreated, leaving the hall empty.

"Can we start now?"

Lu Yan said.

The middle-aged man nodded, took a touch at the Sumi Mustard Seed bag, and an exquisite iron box appeared. Then he opened the box and walked to Lu Yan.

Upon one look, Lu Yan’s face changed immediately.

In the box was a hairpin with a strand of hair beneath it.

It was Shen Yinuo’s hairpin.

It was given by Lu Yan to Shen Yinuo, carved with the phrase ’A promise worth its weight in gold.’

This was Shen Yinuo’s personal item, how could it be in the hands of the middle-aged man?

Boom!

A terrifying aura burst from Lu Yan, pressing down on the middle-aged man like a mountain.

With a thud, the middle-aged man couldn’t bear it and knelt on the ground, his face slightly pale, but his eyes remained calm.

"Alliance leader Lu, Gu Yinuo is in our hands now. If you hurt me today, you’ll see her head in a few days."

The middle-aged man said.

"You restrained Yinuo?"

Lu Yan’s voice was cold, with furious fires burning in his eyes. The aura he was emitting was becoming stronger and stronger.

The middle-aged man has the Seventh Turn of Ture Body level of cultivation, but he felt like an ant facing a giant dragon when facing Lu Yan, vomiting blood in fright and his face turned pale. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Is this the power of the world’s strongest? Too terrifying, everyone thought that Lu Yan had some luck in killing Zhuo Kunsheng, now it seems that isn’t the case."

The middle-aged man was terrified, but he had confidence that Lu Yan didn’t dare to kill him, so he continued to look at Lu Yan and said, "Yes!"

"Who are you? What do you want me to do?"

Suddenly, Lu Yan withdrew his aura, the hall became peaceful again.

Phew!

The middle-aged man exhaled a long breath, only to discover that his body was soaked with cold sweat.

"It won’t harm to tell the Alliance leader. I am Zhang Lin from the Shengwu Sect. I heard that the Alliance leader has the Martial Ancestor’s Slaying Immortals Bow, a Demon Destroying Arrow, and one of the ’Nine Extremes of the World - Demon Hunting Immortals’, and my master is very interested in them. So, he sent me to invite the Alliance leader to meet at Wujue Mountain in Luozhou. As long as the Alliance leader hands over the Spiritual Treasure and the Demon Hunting Immortals, Gu Yinuo will certainly be safe."

Zhang Lin said.

The Shengwu Sect occupies the five states, and Luozhou is one of the five states occupied by the Shengwu Sect.

"So, you want to exchange the Slaying Immortals Bow and Demon Hunting Immortals for Yinuo?"

Lu Yan said.

"Indeed, but my master also said that only the Alliance leader is allowed. If we find that someone else is following, then the Alliance leader will never see Miss Yinuo again,"

Zhang Lin said.

"What’s the time?"

"After seven days, at noon."

"Alright, go back and tell your master that Lu Yan will definitely arrive on time."

Lu Yan said coldly.

"Excuse me."

Zhang Lin smiled, put the box on the table next to him, and then turned and left.

Lu Yan seized the box out of the air and it landed in his hand. He carefully examined it and found that the hairpin indeed belonged to Shen Yinuo.

The strand of hair also belonged to Shen Yinuo, with her aura on it.

But how could Shen Yinuo be caught by them?