183 The Real Motive (1/2)

One of the old generals who was from Empire of Dayuan sighed softly and said, ”The Nine Supremes are indeed a legend of our times. The wars these nine people have been through are perhaps more than those that any of us could have experienced in three lifetimes! No wonder Yutang calls them guardians of the empire. They’ve countered each attack and emerged each war victorious, they were never defeated! This old man completely acknowledges them as legends, I can’t deny this fact!”

All the other generals nodded quietly.

His words rang true. No matter how reluctant they were, they had to acknowledge it – it was an irrefutable truth.

Yutang’s border was its battlefield, the wars they faces were incessant, especially so when the legend of Nine Supremes came about and casting Yutang into the role of public enemy number one. Since then, the battlefield had been mostly brutal to Yutang, yet each time Yutang came close to being defeated, the Nine Supremes would save the day. Sometimes, it was just a few of them while other times had all nine of them partaking in the warfare; sometimes, they would end a war only to immediately head into another once the other side called for assistance.

If one had not been involved personally, no one could really know how these nine people had done it.

Most of the generals here had led their troops in the war against the Nine Supremes; with the most reserved estimation of a battle for every person, that would still make two hundred battles in total!

Besides, some of them had definitely been through more than one war involving the Nine Supremes.

At this rate, the Nine Supremes had gone through several rounds of the hundreds of wars; there were also generals who were not here as well as generals who had died fighting them in addition to the wars with the grasslands and southern border.

If one were to calculate the wars Nine Supremes had been through, these generals who were renowned in the continent and prided themselves for having gone through a hundred wars would have to sigh at their own incompetence and be dumbfounded at the Nine Supremes’ achievements.

Now that they had seen the legendary Residence of Nine Supremes with their own eyes, it was like they had once again seen the nine masked people dressed in black on the battlefield who resembled both like deities and devils.

Those nine different masks…

When they came alone, their martial skills were rather ordinary – subpar, even; they were no threat at all. However, their nine powers that allowed them to shapeshift were tricky to defend against.

As long as any two of the Nine Supremes worked together as one within a battle, they would be the pacesetter of the war. They were a force to be reckoned with.

Now, these nine people were finally gone!

Once the generals of each nation had verified the fact, they felt both loss and relief at the same time.

Han Sanhe stepped forward slowly – there was a clear border before the Residence of Nine Supremes that was nine steps away from the residence’s door.

The distance was not far since everyone could see the Residence of Nine Supremes clearly before the border. The line had stopped anyone from moving forward; since the news of Nine Supremes’ doom was relayed, nobody dared cross this line again.

Han Sanhe moved a few steps forward, standing very close to the line.

He could feel countless gazes watching him icily.

Startled by the animosity, Han Sanhe turned around to look for the source yet all he saw was that the veterans cleaning the surroundings had stopped what they were doing to straighten up and watch him with a menacing gaze.

These people’s stares were like airborne black-feathered arrows that were poised to kill!

With a jolt, Han Sanhe stopped before the border in front of the Residence of Nine Supremes.

The other generals had also stopped at the same distance, their gazes growing increasingly perplexed.

Each of them felt that if they continued forward, catastrophe would befall them the moment they came into contact with the line.

Even if the veterans had abilities and could manage to be a threat, the intimidation they formed was already frightening enough that no one dared do otherwise.

Well, not exactly no one – the youth dressed in black who had been following behind Han Sanhe did not stop like everyone else; he was about to take his next step forward when Han Sanhe stretched his arm and said smiling, ”This old man’s wish for years has been fulfilled, as I got to see the Residence of Nine Supremes today. It is indeed the legendary Residence of Nine Supremes, its existence is simply otherworldly! Seeing this structure today, I am content, without any further wishes.”

His extended arm had blocked the youth’s path to move forward without seeming intentional.

However, a skinny man dressed in black who had been behind a marshal from Empire of Dayuan came forth then and said slowly, ”But we didn’t get to go inside the Residence of Nine Supremes after all. That would be regret.”

Han Sanhe only let out a short exclamation, ”Oh?”

The man dressed in black was skinny with the hollows of his face prominently shown; he was like a dried malnourished fruit. His eyes were cold as they sunk into the sockets of his skull.

By the looks of it, he was most probably not a militant.

Yun Yang was certain with just a single glance; a militant would not possess such an aura.

Therefore, Han Sanhe and the other marshals might not be able to stop this fellow, and he seemed to have further demands that he wished to put through.