Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy Nine – Meetup (1/2)

Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy Nine – Meetup

The troops flew above barren ground. This place was unpopulated and very close to the border between Nether Realm and Hundred Savage Realm.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo said, “Let’s stop here.”

An Mo unhesitatingly ordered the troops to stop. This army was not large, about a thousand people, but they were the strongest of Western Jail Mansion’s people.

Zuo Mo had been secretly observing the troops all this time. In his eyes, An Mo was very skilled. The troops were also elite. While their shen equipment was not the best, they had their unique fighting method.

An Mo was a classic style battle general that did not like fighting for power and was methodical in carrying out his methods. His men followed his style, decisive and quick in carrying out their orders.

“How is the fighting between Eastern Nether Mansion and Yin Tomb Guards?” Zuo Mo asked. Since he had taken on this business, Zuo Mo would not leave it.

“Eastern Nether Mansion has lost, Jia Man has killed himself!” An Mo said cleanly. He lamented inside, he knew that the old Nether King had plans prepared. Otherwise, how could Eastern Nether Mansion lose so quickly, with so many of their forces remaining, and without apparent cause? The Yin Tomb Guards were much weaker than Eastern Nether Mansion, and Eastern Nether Mansion also possessed stronger battle generals than the Yin Tomb Guards. While the Yin Tomb Five Ghosts matched the elite fighters of the four mansions, that was just in individual power. In terms of directing in battle, they were much weaker.

The eastern and western mansion were the two mansions that had the largest number of quality battle generals in Nether Realm.

Zuo Mo made a sound. He knew that Shi would definitely have prepared a killing move that would reverse the situation after planning something like this. He refocused and started to think. Since Shi had given the Nether Realm to him, he would not fail Shi.

He had An Mo gather all the popular topics of discussion about the new Nether King. After he finished reading them, he found that the great majority of people had a cautious attitude about his succession. Primarily because Shi’s authority was still here, there were not many that dared to publicly rebel. In private, they did not have a good outlook on him.

Zuo Mo knew that this was because they doubted his strength. Zuo Mo was familiar with mo. They revered the strong so the past kings had been the absolute strongest. Shi had been the same.

Showing muscle?

A faint smile rose on the corner of Zuo Mo’s lips.

An Mo was also observing the new king at the same time.

The new king was not of many words, experienced in action, and he could not measure the other’s power. This astounded him. An Mo was one of the four Nether Lords. Few knew that he was actually the strongest among the Nether Lords because he was the only one that received the Nether King’s guidance.

He was low-key in conduct and he did not like fighting. Even the other three nether lords did not know his true strength.

But even as strong as he was, he couldn’t see the new king’s strength!

While shocked, it also increased his confidence.

Seeing the king deep in thought, he did not make a sound as he sent out a patrol. They were just a thousand people. He knew the potential threat and many factions that would risk it.

There was no harm in being careful. An Mo ordered the scouts to increase their range.

Suddenly, his expression tense and he shouted, “Prepare to fight!”

The ranks around him immediately entered combat formation.

An Mo’s gaze looked towards the northwest. The scout from that direction had sent back an urgent report. There was a battalion that was coming in at astounding speed!

Soon, the scouts appeared in his field of view. The scout made a hand motion to indicate to prepare for battle before he entered the rear ranks.

A group of black dots appeared in the distant horizon.

The little dots came quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, the incomers reached them!

An Mo’s gaze turned grave. Elite!

His eyes were keener than everyone else and he saw more clearly. This battalion looked loose in their ranks, but in reality, all of the people maintained an appropriate distance from each other. It was clear that this was a battalion that had been formed for a long time, and the members worked well together. Each member seemed to move positions of their own will, but their comrades would unconsciously move up to take the empty positions. This kind of instinctive movement would pass quickly through the ranks.

This battalion looked like a quicksilver flow!

The flow spilled out!

The battalion at the front had a hard expression. From far away, An mo could feel a strong and vicious presence.

An Mo suddenly felt the pressure increase. His expression turned even more serious.

If he was not seeing it with his own eyes, he would not believe that a mo battle general could create such a refined and variable battalion! The xiuzhe had organized ranks and cared greatly about battle formations. Only yao battalions would have such refined and variable ranks. The mo did not care about the shape of the ranks at all. They only had to gather the power of the men to the battle general. Due to this, mo battalions had the loosest ranks among the races.

But this battalion completely upturned An Mo’s knowledge. When did the Nether Realm have such a strange battalion?

The other did not decrease their speed as they charged over.

The closer they came, the stronger the impact of the other’s rolling ranks made. The members of the battalion that had slightly weaker mentality subconsciously prepared to attack.

An Mo’s expression turned cold. All of his stray thoughts were thrown away. If the incomers came into their attack range, he would unhesitatingly attack!

No one would be able to rampage in front of him!

At this time, this strange battalion seemed to go against his expectations and suddenly stop against the momentum.

That strange feeling was so uncomfortable one wanted to spit blood.

An Mo forced his hand. He had almost started an attack. His heart suddenly jumped. Such a powerful battle general! The other had clearly already estimated his attack range and just stopped at the perimeter of his attack range.

It was An Mo’s first time encountering such a powerful battle general. While the two had not fought yet, he was still amazed.