Chapter 745: The Source Of Calmness (Part Ii) (1/2)

The Coalition Army's great tent was really big. Hundreds of people were sitting inside, but it did not seem cramped at all. The people inside were all very silent, so the large empty tent felt even quieter.

”This is an order from the Great Divine Priest.”

Bai Haixin looked at the people protesting with silence. He said indifferently, ”Don't think about the glory and respect that you normally enjoy in your own sects. You should know that we are now in the army and that we are fighting against Tang, acting under orders of Heaven. We are carrying out the will of Haotian.”

A powerhouse in the Seethrough Realm stared at him and said sternly, ”There is no way for the armored cavalry to rush over. What can we do? Who can fight against the sounds of the zither and flute?”

Bai Haixin said, ”Since you want to abandon your horses and fight, then you need not worry about the cavalry. As for the sounds of the zither and flute... The Divine Hall of Revelation is making a talisman now and will distribute them to you later.”

”I don't want to hear more questions. What you need to do now is to accept.”

Without waiting for the prideful cultivators to speak, he continued with a straight face, ”Of course, it is up to you to carry out what ordinary soldiers cannot do. Otherwise, why would the Haotian Taoism keep you around for?”

There was an angry voice behind the crowd, ”Aren't you sending us to our deaths?”

Bai Haixin's expression turned cold and looked toward the direction where the voice came from and said, ”Who's talking?”

n.o.body answered as they did not dare to. And no one dared to speak again.

There were hundreds of powerhouses from the military and cultivators from various sects of various countries in the great tent. Even though Bai Haixin was a general of the South Jin Kingdom, he would not have cowed them into silence. However, in the Coalition Army of the Divine Hall, everyone knew that he represented the West-Hill Divine Palace.

However, not daring to speak did not mean they weren't thinking. The cultivators all shared a disgusted look. They all knew that the man who spoke up was right. The West-Hill Divine Palace wanted to have its smaller va.s.sal sects head to their deaths. They would, through their deaths, whittle down the Academy's disciples' Psyche Power, energy and physical strength...

”Think about your sects, whether they want to live and prosper or disappear like fireworks. Think about your relatives and fellow disciples in your hometown, and think about the great one existing in the Firmament.”

With that, Bai Haixin turned and left the great tent.

All were silent in the great tent; the silence represented acceptance as they were forced to do so.

Compared with the warm atmosphere in the Verdant Canyon, it was very cold here.

With green hills blocking the warm mist in the southern Great Lake, Qinghe County had always been famous for its spring-like seasons. However, it was late autumn after all, so after nightfall, the temperature of the plains gradually fell.

Campfires were lit in the Military camp.

The stars in the Night Dome were dim and hard to see by the bright moon's silver glow. The reflection of the countless bonfires between the plains caused them to dim even more. If one did not look carefully, they might even think that it was a starless night.

There were more than 20 people sitting around a bonfire.

They were all disciples of the Sword Garret of the South Jin Kingdom.

The disciples respectfully sat around a man.

The man was dressed in linen and wore a simple bun. His face was ordinary and the only special part about him was his eyebrows which were so thick they seemed to be drawn with ink.

There was an old golden crown on the ground beside him.

Only Emperors could wear golden crowns.

But this man was not the Emperor of any country.

He was the Emperor of Sword Taoism. He was the sage of Sword Taoism.

He was Liu Bai, which was why he had a golden crown.

”The Divine Hall's idea will not be effective.”

Liu Bai looked at the moon in the Night Dome and remained silent for a long time.

His disciples did not dare ask and waited for their teacher to continue.

”There are but a few people in the Academy, but yet, they have come to stop troops of tens and thousands. It might seem foolish, but they are no fools. That's why the Divine Hall's idea of sending troops there to waste Jun Mo's energy will not be effective.”

Liu Yiqing coughed painfully and said, ”Although Mr. Second is mighty, he will grow weak. Furthermore, his arrogant and domineering tactics will not hold for too long.”

He was defeated again in the hands of the Academy's disciples and was severely injured. However, he was not as angry or sad as before and was able to a.n.a.lyze the situation calmly.

”The Divine Hall thinks like that too, which is why they will make the same mistake.”

Liu Bai said, ”You all think that Jun Mo is prideful and that his tactics are arrogant. That is why he has to use more Psyche Power and energy with every strike of his sword, which cannot last for long. However, this is a ridiculous thought.”

”It might seem more laborious for Jun Mo to smash down or hit with his sword compared to just a swift cut. However, this is because you do not understand that cuts are made with strength and will damage blades. But his smas.h.i.+ng and tapping use the Qi of Heaven and Earth. That thick iron sword of his will never be damaged until the end of the world.”

Having said that, the world's most powerful man in Sword Taoism pulled out an unlit twig from the bonfire. He slowly lifted it up until it was a foot away from his eyes and then waved it downward casually.

The aura of heaven and earth near the bonfire moved with the swing of the twig. Several light and ethereal aura adhered to the twig and thickened, gathering into a ball as the twig waved.

Liu Bai's twig landed in the bonfire.

The gathered ball of aura dispersed in the fire.

There was a sudden explosion of flames as the flame rocketed into the night sky, lighting up the Military camp.

Shouts rang in all directions before tapering down.

Liu Yiqing looked down and considered silently for a long while.

He could not see, but his Psyche Power could clearly sense what the twig had done.