Chapter 1821: Movements of the Demon Cult (Three)
Now, the remaining forces of the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons were stationed in the royal capital. They used their powerful formations and the treasures of the kingdom to fend off the ninth army. They had reached a temporary stalemate.
The remainder of the divine kingdom was extremely powerful with their formations and treasures. Even though the Empyrean Demon Cult was far stronger than the divine kingdom, they struggled to take the royal capital immediately.
However, both the ninth army and the residual forces of the divine kingdom understood that this stalemate would not last for too long. It was only a matter of time before the ninth army completely destroyed the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons.
The news of the war between the Empyrean Demon Cult and the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons had spread long ago. Even though many organisations found the Empyrean Demon Cult repulsive, they were all filled with a sense of helplessness from how powerful the organisation was.
As a result, even when the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons had been completely surrounded by the Empyrean Demon Cult, even when the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons requested for assistance, no one went to help them.
This was because the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons was up against the terrifying Empyrean Demon Cult.
Even though they could easily hold off the ninth army or even destroy it if they worked together, no one dared to take action.
There was still the eighth army and the seventh army after the ninth army. There was even the first army, which was enough to cause many people to pale in fear.
As a result, many people sympathised with the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons, but no one dared to do anything about it.
At this moment, there was a reasonably sized military base a hundred kilometers away from the royal capital. The base was not particularly big and dark clouds rolled in the sky above it. A demonic presence gathered there.
Every single soldier in the base practised extremely powerful and brutal demonic cultivation methods, so not only did they possess extraordinary cultivation levels, but their battle prowess was extremely great as well.
It was exactly because of this that they could annihilate the gigantic army of the divine kingdom with just a hundred thousand people and make their way to the royal capital.
There was a grand divine hall in the centre of the base. The divine hall was completely red as if it had been covered in blood. A metallic smell of blood seemed to be present. Just standing outside the divine hall would be enough to overwhelm most people.
At this moment, someone suddenly slammed a table heavily. A cold growl followed, "Ten years. It has been ten whole years, and our ninth army still hasn't gotten through to the royal capital. Do the three of you even have brains? Why don't you think about a way that will allow you to take down this place as soon as possible? I've stared at this sh*tty city for ten years already. I get angry just from glancing at it now."
The speaker was a burly man. He currently sat on the commander's seat as he stared at the generals around him.
The burly man was the commander of the ninth army; he was known as the Blood Godhand, Yan Wuming.
At the same time, he was an extremely powerful Godking.
The generals all became rather pale as they faced their furious commander. Clearly, they feared the commander very much, and their hair stood on end as a result.
"Yan Wuming!" At this moment, a cold voice rang out in the hall. An illusionary and extremely handsome man in white robes appeared.
The young man's face was slightly feminine. At first glance, he seemed like an indescribably handsome man, but looking at him again, he seemed more like an alluring beauty instead.
If it were not for his chest, many people would have believed him to be a woman.
Yan Wuming stared at the young man coldly, and the viciousness in his eyes did not decrease at all. His lips curled into a smile, and he said coldly, "I was wondering who just who bold enough to call my directly by my name had come. Turns out it's just protector Zeng. Protector Zeng, you must not be bored enough to just come to check on what I'm doing since you projected yourself here from so far away. Hurry up, and say what you need to say. Once you're done, get out of my territory."
"Hmph, Yan Wuming, so mighty of you. I'm a protector of the cult. I can go wherever I want where the nine armies are present. Just you aren't enough to tell me what to do," protector Zeng said coldly.
"I don't have the time to bicker with you, you unmanly and unwomanly transgender. Hurry up and say what you have to say then get outta here," Yan Wuming said impatiently as a vicious light flickered through his eyes.
"You…" Protector Zeng was furious, and his face paled as a result. He pointed at Yan Wuming angrily, but seeing how fearless Yan Wuming was, he did nothing in the end.
Even if were present personally, he would not be Yan Wuming's opponent, not to mention the fact that he was only a soul projection right now.
Sucking in a deep breath, protector Zeng forcefully suppressed his anger and said coldly, "I've only come for one matter. Have you captured Godking Duanmu's successor?"
"Hmph, can't you see I'm invading the Divine Kingdom of Three Cauldrons. They have three Godkings. If I'm not watching over the entire operation, my ninth army would be reduced to a wreck by the three of them. Why the hell would I have the time to care about Godking Duanmu's successor? Moreover, he's got nothing to do with me," Yan Wuming said coldly.
Protector Zeng sneered, "Yan Wuming, I'll be honest, it's vice leader Huai An who cares about Godking Duanmu very much. Before long, he'll emerge from seclusion. Once he finds out that Godking Duanmu's successor is still alive and free, he'll lose his temper, I don't think that's something you can bear."
Yan Wuming finally became stern. Clearly, he dreaded the vice leaders of the Empyrean Demon Cult very much.
"Yan Wuming, I've brought the message. What you do is up to you. Farewell," with that, protector Zeng vanished.
Yan Wuming sat on the commander's seat emotionlessly. A light flickered through his eyes as he thought about what he should do. A while later, he passed an order to a general below him, "Liu Shan, take some people and go capture Ling Hougong for me."