The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 244 - 243: What a Coincidence, You’re Here for a Surprise Attack Too
As Lin Yu and others were preparing their surprise attack plans, in the Desert Army Corps camp that was hidden from their view, a significant figure had also arrived.
He was a warrior from the Snow Mountain Divine Church, Wutulu.
Unlike the Central Plains, which is fraught with complex Sect forces, the Desert has only one religious order, which is the Snow Mountain Divine Church, headquartered at North Pole Tiansheng Mountain, also known as the Great Snow Mountain.
Only the most exceptional warriors can enter the Snow Mountain Divine Church to cultivate, and among them, those who become warriors are the cream of the crop.
The Snow Mountain Divine Church has one Grand Shaman, one Witch, and eighteen Warriors, representing the church’s strongest force.
Ranked fifth among the eighteen Warriors, Wutulu’s strength was profound.
The leader of a large tribe responsible for attacking the Mountain and River Pass was named Huyan Jue. Upon seeing Wutulu’s arrival, he also immediately placed a hand on his chest, bowed, and greeted, "May the Snow Mountain God bless!"
Wutulu was a robust man, towering over two meters tall, with arms full of muscles, and a philosopher-like face. Yet, his eyes radiated wisdom.
"Leader Huyan, there’s no need for excessive formalities. Time is of the essence. Let us discuss the important matters first."
Huyan Jue glanced at the several muscular men behind Wutulu and asked in confusion, "What matter is so urgent? Could it be that you have received news that the Central Plains People are going to attack us?"
"Ha ha ha..."
Wutulu scoffed contemptuously, "The people of the Central Plains are all cowardly rats. They are too scared of us to even think about it, let alone dare to launch an offensive. On the contrary, it is we who will initiate a surprise attack on the Mountain and River Pass tonight. The Shaman-Priest has sent me down the mountain to sweep through the Central Plains and manifest our Divine Might."
The warriors Wutulu brought with him were the four ranked at the bottom among the eighteen Warriors, but their strength was also quite formidable.
The speechless Huyan Jue then said, "My lord, the Mountain and River Pass is easy to defend and hard to attack. Plus, the Central Plains People have set up the powerful ’Town River’ formation there. How can we possibly break through? Would it not be better to focus our forces on the Mountain and Sea Pass? If we can break through there, those at the Mountain and River Pass will certainly feel threatened, forcing that pass to fall. Why forsake the near and seek the far, forsaking the easy for the hard?"
"You see, even you think so, and those Central Plains People must think the same. There’s a saying in military strategy, avoid the solid and attack the weak: they all expect us to concentrate on the Mountain and Sea Pass and defend it with all their might, making it difficult for us to achieve victory. Furthermore, since the Mountain and River Pass is naturally fortified with a powerful formation, they are bound to be lax in their defense.
Therefore, as long as we strike unexpectedly, with the force of a thunderbolt to seize the Mountain and River Pass, and break their formation, then the lands of the Central Plains will be ours to roam freely with our horses."
Convinced by his argument, Huyan Jue raised his thumb in approval.
"Brilliant!"
"Hurry and prepare. Let the soldiers rest and reorganize. At Zi Hour tonight, we will strike when the enemy least expects it, and create chaos!"
Wutulu was full of lofty aspirations.
With the Desert’s invasion of the Central Plains, the Snow Mountain Divine Church had also exerted much effort. Except for the first-ranking warrior who remained to guard the Snow Mountain, the other Warriors had all been dispatched. Wutulu’s team represented nearly a third of the church’s might. Although he commanded warriors ranked towards the end, their strength was also exceptional.
This time they had to breach the pass to live up to the trust of the Shaman-Priest.
While Wutulu was brimming with fighting spirit, he was completely unaware that three killers had also arrived on the opposing side.
One was an old Taoist, adorned with magical treasures, with a profound cultivation level and exquisite command of Taoist magic. Another was a newly risen killing god, infamous for his ferocity.
And there was one more, the most steadfast Demon Lord in history. When a powerful being begins to fear death, nothing can kill her.
Because in this world, there is no power that can yet crush Dongfang Hongyue. Perhaps the Demon Dragon could have—until later...
His eggs were gone, and so was the dragon.
The three leaders had also agreed on the time for their surprise attack.
"We will leave the pass at Zi Hour. The enemy will surely be exhausted. At that time, I will trouble the Taoist to wield his magic and cut down the mortals, while the Honourable Lord and I, Lin Yu, ambush and kill the enemy leaders."
Dongfang Hongyue’s arrangement puzzled Yuquan, who said, "I have heard that the Red Lotus Demon Lord excels in the Fire Spell, wouldn’t your magic be more lethal?"
Dongfang Hongyue shook her head. She cultivated the Path of Virtuous Merit, which did not allow for the indiscriminate killing of mortals.
Though the Grassland People are enemies to the Central Plains People, and are extremely brutal, they might not be seen the same by the Heavenly Dao. Thus, using the Red Lotus Sacred Fire to burn them would deplete her Virtuous Merit. Dongfang Hongyue had done such a thing in the past and had learned her lesson.
"I must not take too many lives."
Yuquan: "???"
Are you a member of the Buddhist Sect? Do you also have a vow not to kill?
Yuquan knew that even those from the Buddhist Sect didn’t refrain from slaughter. According to them, Buddha has a heart of compassion, but also an aspect of the wrathful Vajra.
Unfortunately, most of the time they were more like the wrathful Vajra.
"If that’s the case, then we shall proceed as you suggest," he said.
Yuquan muttered to himself internally, but on the surface, he maintained the demeanor of a serene Taoist, and thus he did not argue further with Dongfang Hongyue.
Soon, the night deepened.
Lin Yu had been concentrating and quieting her spirit, while the aura of death about her was gradually settling, becoming more intense.
Dongfang Hongyue watched, somewhat conflicted.
This Lin Yu, she feared, might have fallen into the Demonic Path, right?
Excessive bloodlust was not a good thing. This was the only kin Lin Yun had left; if something happened to her, how would she explain it to Lin Yun?
But without revealing her relationship with Lin Yun, she couldn’t earn Lin Yu’s trust.
Alas, it was troubling.
While they were lost in their own thoughts, Yuquan was keeping track of time, and at last, the Zi Hour approached.
"It’s time to prepare for departure," he announced.
"Let’s go," Lin Yu said crisply, picking up her sword and rising to her feet with no hesitation or delay.
Zhenren, meanwhile, commanded the hundreds of practitioners to line up in formation, ready to go.
The heavy city gates opened slowly, and the people followed the three leaders out of the pass, charging towards the camp of the Grassland People.
At this time, Wutulu had completed his mobilization, selecting only the strongest warriors, intending to launch a powerful assault to break through the enemy.
Both sides were silent, quietly advancing to attack.
However, when the flow of people from the two groups converged in an open area, the leaders of both sides were flabbergasted.
What a coincidence, you’re also here to launch a surprise attack?
After a moment of stun, Lin Yu took action without hesitation.
Even if it had turned into a chance encounter, there was no talking about retreat—charge and be done with it!
This time, she wielded a pair of swords, which brought greater lethality in the midst of the army formation.
Not only that, but she had also learned some techniques from the Shenxiao Sect, and the most useful among them was the Imperial Lightning Technique.
When Lin Yu was learning the spells of the Shenxiao Sect, she found herself astonishingly compatible with the Thunder Law. She got it immediately, as if she were naturally adept at commanding thunderbolts.
This also made her think of the previous criticism—the White Tiger Fierce God.
Controlling lightning was exactly a power of the White Tiger, and not only that, she also had the ability to control the wind.
Combining wind and thunder, Lin Yu had created a sword technique of immense destructive power.
This technique, she simply named Wind Thunder Sword Dance. Lin Yu wasn’t in the mood to choose a fancy name anyhow.
When the encounter began, Lin Yu immediately used this divine technique suitable for group combat.
The two swords she held glowed with a purple light, and she herself turned rapidly, becoming like a tornado sweeping towards the enemy ranks.
Blood flowers were blooming with lightning flashes, and the enemy formation was instantly dispersed.
Yuquan hadn’t even had time to be astonished when he heard Dongfang Hongyue shout loudly, "The enemy formation is in disarray; follow me in the assault!"
