Chapter 1252: A Concentration of Troops

The delay at the Sword Sect lasted for half a day, and time no longer allowed for further arguments. That very morning, the group set off immediately, heading west along the official road.
They rushed forward at lightning speed!
Kai Xin led the way, followed by Feng Ling, Xu Yao, Xiao Yue, and over forty other top experts—forming an exceptionally elite group.
Along the way, Xiao Yue and the others frequently sought advice from the sect leader, learning from Kai Xin methods for rapid cultivation and effective ways to unlock one’s potential.
The group gained a great deal!
Soon, Xiao Yue and the others’ frustration from waiting so long vanished.
But as time passed, they gradually noticed something…
On the same official road, every so often, Kai Xin’s horse seemed to leave them far behind. If he hadn’t deliberately slowed down, he would have soon disappeared from sight.
Of course!
While moving forward, few paid much attention to this issue. But as conversations and curiosity waned, many began to notice it.
There were also a few other things that puzzled them!
His tone during conversations influenced many people’s emotions. Whenever he talked about the Wild Wolf Organization, his eyes would gleam with intensity, and an aura of dominance would surround him, seemingly affecting the entire space, along with a chilling presence emanating from him.
When they encountered insignificant bandits blocking the road, Kai Xin would wave his hand from afar, sending them flying into the forest or off the mountain path—swift and decisive.
Ordinary bandits were nothing compared to a mythic-level evil monk who had roamed the world for years. When Kai Xin sent him flying with a single palm strike, the monk’s embarrassed flight left Xiao Yue and the others stunned in shock for a long time.
“Don’t you think the boss seems a bit different?”
“A little.”
Many whispered among themselves, but no one could pinpoint exactly what was different.
Until one day…
“Boss!”
Xiao Yue received a message via homing pigeon. After reading it, he transmitted a reply: “It’s from Vice Sect Leader Ji. He says rumors are increasing in the Central Plains, and there are signs that the First-Class Hall might be reviving… The master of the Shadow Tower in the Wind-Attacking Tower is also alert. Most of the tower’s elite have gone north to Beijing, ready to act at any moment.”
Hearing this, Kai Xin frowned slightly and replied indifferently, “Have Ji Feng thank the master of the Wind-Attacking Tower.”
“As for Meng Yun, since this woman still wants to play, give her a chance to burn out one last time… If she misses this opportunity, she won’t get another chance to step onto the stage again.”
Xiao Yue nodded and sent a reply.

As the most trusted subordinate of Ji Feng, Xiao Yue was well aware of Jinxiu Heshan’s current strength and naturally understood why Kai Xin had the right to say such things. With over two thousand top experts sent to the Western Regions, along with the elite forces of Jinxiu Heshan and the Xiyi Alliance, their strength far surpassed that of the Wild Wolf Organization… Although the Evil Emperor had reached the Tian Dao realm, at the moment Kai Xin spoke, an inexplicable sense of confidence made him no longer doubt that Kai Xin possessed the strength to confront the Evil Emperor. “Tell Ji Feng that everything in the Central Plains depends on him. Yin Hu, Dao Zi, Tiao Zi, and Lei Zi have already been left in his hands, along with two million troops from Jinxiu Heshan and the top experts from the Xifeng Tower. If even these cannot crush the schemes of Yipin Tang and Mengyun, his position as vice leader won’t last long.” “Understood.” Hearing Kai Xin’s words, fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Xiao Yue’s forehead, causing him slight anxiety. “By the way, leader, our vanguard has already gathered in Yan Town.” “In another two hours, we’ll be able to cross the desert and reach Yan Town!” “Mm, got it.” Kai Xin nodded. After a pause, Xiao Yue continued, “Shiva City is less than two hundred li away from Yan Town. Right now, all the members of the Wild Wolf Organization are gathered there and haven’t left… It seems the Evil Emperor doesn’t intend to split these two thousand people to use their signature Wild Wolf tactics; instead, he plans to employ a pack tactics approach.” “Hmph.” Nearby, Feng Ling, who had been listening silently without speaking, finally spoke up: “The Evil Emperor is overconfident. Thinking he can defeat us head-on just because he’s killed a Tian Dao expert…” Before she could finish, Xu Yao frowned and shook her head: “Sister Feng Ling, you’re wrong. The Evil Emperor doesn’t want to confront us directly. If I’m not mistaken, he doesn’t want our forces to be separated…” “Hm?” Feng Ling was stunned. Xiao Yue was also slightly surprised, looking at Xu Yao in confusion, not understanding her meaning. Only Kai Xin showed a hint of admiration in his eyes after hearing Xu Yao’s analysis. As expected! Xu Yao truly deserved to be the person who had spent the most time with him—she shared a similar way of thinking in many aspects. “Good!” Kai Xin praised generously, “The reason the Evil Emperor hasn’t moved his troops yet is that he doesn’t want to startle us and scare us away…” “…” At the back of the group, several people showed shocked expressions and pricked up their ears.

“You didn’t participate in that battle in the desert, when fighting for the Tiger Soul. Tens of thousands of experts gathered there, including thousands of elite Jinyiwei warriors…” Kai Xin’s solemn words reached every person’s ears clearly: “In front of True Dao experts, ordinary players are nothing at all…” “…” “Among True Dao experts, there are also those who are ordinary and those who are extremely powerful. People like the Evil King and the Dark Queen, who barely managed to save their lives in the desert palace, wouldn’t dare stay there.” “…” “In front of truly powerful True Dao experts, they are no match at all… Now that the Evil Emperor has mastered the ‘Dao Heart Demon Sowing Art’ to perfection, his strength should be on par with that of the most formidable True Dao experts… A mere wave from him is beyond even the top experts’ ability to withstand.” “Hiss…” The group gasped in shock. Xiao Yue’s eyes were wide, his face filled with disbelief: “Even a hundred top experts working together aren’t a match for the Evil Emperor?” “In front of True Dao experts, you don’t even have a chance to unite!” Kai Xin replied. “…” The group fell silent instantly. In the extremely tense atmosphere, Xiao Yue hesitantly looked at Kai Xin: “Master, what about you? Compared to the Evil Emperor, what’s your strength…” “I won’t know my own strength unless I fight him.” “…” The group all wore serious expressions… Except for Xiao Yue… Only he realized that since Kai Xin didn’t outright deny he wasn’t a match for the Evil Emperor, it meant Kai Xin had the confidence to confront him, at least the ability to try. There was another strong man in Shiva City! The deputy master of Jinxiu Hexian, “One Emperor”! If the two joined forces, they might indeed have the ability to fight the Evil Emperor! Thinking of this, Xiao Yue felt much more relieved. Under his spiritual perception, Kai Xin noticed the relieved expression on Xiao Yue’s face and naturally understood what he had realized. Smiling inwardly, he said nothing. In fact, from the moment the Evil Emperor quickly defeated a True Dao expert, he hadn’t been entirely sure he could defeat him. What he had said earlier was also the truth… Fighting the Evil Emperor meant doing one’s best and adapting to the situation! But he didn’t intend to explain too much to Xiao Yue—letting him boost the morale of his brothers was better than undermining his own authority. Tap! Tap!! Horses galloping fast! Yellow sand swirling in the distance—the desert was approaching. The group kept their speed unchanged, plunging headlong into the desert, leaving a series of dense hoofprints on its smooth dunes. … Shiva City. The Resurrection Altar. An Evil Emperor with silver-white long hair stood in mid-air.

On the roof of the temple across, a man dressed in brocade robes with black edges stood there, holding a sword with a cold and indifferent expression, gazing straight at the Evil Emperor…
One Emperor!
The deputy leader of the Splendid Lands and the first member of the Imperial Guard.
Now…
One Emperor’s aura was not very stable; his face showed a faint, weak paleness as he frowned and stared at the other.
Throughout the day, he had died at the hands of the Evil Emperor several times in a row.
Although he had mastered the Thirteen Deathly Swords, unleashing terrifying killing power that threatened even the most skilled cultivators, facing the Evil Emperor, One Emperor felt disheartened!
He had reached the final form of the Thirteen Deathly Swords, but due to limitations in his swordsmanship, he could no longer make any progress…
Yet, the “Great Art of Planting Demons in the Heart of the Dao” was one of the four greatest sacred texts in the world!
The Evil Emperor stood high above!
One Emperor’s confidence had been completely shattered; even holding a long sword, he no longer had the faith to kill his opponent.
“Aren’t you going to strike?”
From above, the Evil Emperor stared at One Emperor coldly, his tone indifferent yet laced with mockery.
“…” One Emperor remained silent.
“A year ago, you weren’t my match. Now, you’re far behind me…” The Evil Emperor paid no attention to One Emperor’s indifference and sneered triumphantly, “It’s the same in the real world. In the world of mercenaries, you’re famous and outstanding, on par with me. But sadly… you don’t know how to assess the situation or make use of resources and trends. So, no matter how excellent you are, you’ll always remain just a mercenary, a pawn! Unable to become the one who plays the game.”
“And what about you? Your methods won’t work in the real world, nor will they work in this game. This world won’t be under your control.”
One Emperor retorted sarcastically.
“Is that so?”
The Evil Emperor slightly retracted his smile, staring at One Emperor with cold eyes, his tone much sharper:
“After today, I’ll make you understand that soon, there will be only one voice in this world! And that voice will be mine!”
“You won’t succeed,” One Emperor said seriously, slowly, “At least in the Central Plains, you won’t be able to take it… There are people in the Central Plains you can’t defeat.”
“…” Hearing this, an unpleasant face flashed through the Evil Emperor’s mind, causing his pupils to narrow.
Just then,
a loud voice came from below the temple:
“Boss!”
“The Prophet has sent word—Happiness has arrived in Yan Town!!”
“Good.”
Both the Evil Emperor and One Emperor frowned.

The former’s frown immediately relaxed as he glanced at the emperor and said, “Did you hear that? The guy you mentioned will arrive here soon. By then, I will personally slay your sect leader, your greatest master in the Central Plains, right in front of you and your brothers!”
“At that time, I really want to see who else in the Central Plains can stop me!” The Evil Emperor’s loud voice swept across the entire city with unmatched dominance.