Chapter 511: A Chaotic Battle

“About the matter of the Long Ming Sacred Lord being executed?”

This Cultivator from the Dragon Cry Holy Land looked at the other person in surprise.

“Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”

Not only was this Cultivator from the Dragon Cry Holy Land surprised, but even the Cultivator from the Demon Shadow Sect was somewhat taken aback.

Because for the Demon Shadow Sect, whether the Long Ming Sacred Lord lived or died had nothing to do with them.

In short, it didn’t matter at all whether the Long Ming Sacred Lord was dead or alive.

The Sect’s orders were simply to do their own jobs well, and not to do or say anything extra.

“It’s nothing, really. Our Sect Master just asked us to convey that if your noble Sect encounters any difficulties, you can let us know at any time, and we’ll be ready to help.”

Lin Xun smiled.

Naturally, the Sect Master of the Demon Shadow Sect hadn’t said anything of the sort.

But that didn’t stop Lin Xun from improvising.

“Oh, I see. That’s very kind of you.”

The attitude of the Dragon Cry Holy Land Cultivator softened significantly.

“My apologies, my attitude earlier was a bit poor. Please forgive me; after all, Long Ming still has many friends.”

“Furthermore, within the Holy Land, besides our Soul Faction and Technique Faction, there is another force that supports the Long Ming Sacred Lord.”

“A lot is likely to happen in the next couple of days, so please bear with us.”

The Cultivator from the Dragon Cry Holy Land spoke respectfully, sounding very sincere; his social skills were quite impressive.

“It’s fine, it’s understandable.”

Lin Xun also gave a slight smile, indicating it was no problem.

After some more small talk, the Dragon Cry Holy Land Cultivator gave Lin Xun a general idea of where Long Ming was being held.

However, he wasn’t very detailed, still maintaining some level of wariness toward Lin Xun.

After all, although the Demon Shadow Sect had reached a cooperation agreement with the Soul Faction of the Dragon Cry Holy Land, they weren’t one of their own, so some wariness was understandable.

As he left the Forbidden Land, Lin Xun secretly took a small flag from his Storage Pouch and stuck it into the ground.

The moment the flag touched the soil, it instantly transformed into a small insect and burrowed inside.

Thus, Lin Xun had marked this location.

Leaving that place, Lin Xun and the other Cultivator from the Demon Shadow Sect went to report back, stating that everything was fine; while the Soul Faction didn’t fully trust the Demon Shadow Sect, it was close enough.

In fact, the Demon Shadow Sect’s plan was quite simple.

Today, the Dragon Cry Holy Land would announce Long Ming’s various crimes.

Then, following the procedure, Long Ming would undergo various trials.

Finally, on the morning of the second day, Long Ming would be directly beheaded.

As for why they didn’t carry out the execution sooner to avoid any complications…

It was because the Soul Faction and the Technique Faction of the Dragon Cry Holy Land also wanted to settle their scores at this time.

Simply put, over these two days, all the Sects on the Longming Continent that supported the Soul Faction and the Technique Faction would arrive!

As soon as Long Ming died, the Soul Faction and the Technique Faction would begin their tug-of-war negotiations.

That is, dividing up the assets of the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

Before that, both sides would certainly push and pull to secure more benefits.

They even had to be prepared for the other side to flip the table.

So, this day was actually a buffer period.

Furthermore, neither the Soul Faction nor the Technique Faction believed that anyone could possibly come and rescue Long Ming while so many Sects were gathered at the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

It was simply impossible!

The Soul Faction of the Dragon Cry Holy Land believed they could cooperate with the Demon Shadow Sect to gain more benefits from the Technique Faction, or even eliminate them entirely.

In reality, the Demon Shadow Sect wanted even more!

The Demon Shadow Sect planned to first help the Soul Faction fight the Technique Faction to the death, but they wouldn’t exert their full strength and would even fan the flames from the sidelines.

Then, when the Soul Faction and Technique Faction of the Dragon Cry Holy Land had exhausted themselves in their struggle, the Demon Shadow Sect would seize the opportunity to reap the rewards.

At least, that was the wishful thinking of the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

What Lin Xun had to do was simple; he just had to snatch him away when the time came.

As time gradually passed.

More and more Sects arrived at the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

These Sects either supported the Soul Faction or the Technique Faction of the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, as if a fight could break out at any moment.

The world bustles for profit; all come and go for gain.

Only if the faction they supported came to power could they maximize their own gains.

Of course, if these Sects had a better choice with even greater returns, they wouldn’t mind abandoning the faction they currently supported.

But for now, there was no need for that.

Soon, the “Long Ming Convention,” jointly hosted by the Dragon Cry Holy Land, officially began.

There were a total of two thousand guests.

Some Cultivators were white-haired, while others looked like children.

The cultivation Realm of these Cultivators was at least at the Nascent Soul Realm.

Otherwise, their Realm would be too low, and they truly wouldn’t be qualified to participate in tonight’s battle.

The Soul Faction and Technique Faction of the Dragon Cry Holy Land certainly wouldn’t ally with such people!

Lin Xun didn’t want to be too constrained, so during the banquet, he sat at the children’s table.

Even though these so-called children were hundreds or even thousands of years old.

But as long as they looked like children, there wasn’t much pressure.

Just as Lin Xun took his seat, he noticed two women wearing cloaks.

These two women kept their heads down, and sitting next to them were two little girls.

The two little girls had very high cultivation Realms; Lin Xun felt they were at least at the Middle Stage of the Yupu Realm, and one even felt like she was in the Immortal Realm!

“Hey! Kid! What are you looking at!”

Noticing Lin Xun’s gaze, one of the irritable little girls suddenly slapped the table and stood up!

Although Lin Xun felt that even standing up, she wasn’t as tall as him, her momentum was quite intimidating.

“It’s nothing.”

Lin Xun smiled.

“It’s just that these two look a bit familiar, like two friends of mine.”

“Familiar?”

The little girl gave a cold laugh.

“Do you find everyone familiar or something?”

Lin Xun smiled slightly and didn’t reply further, withdrawing his gaze.

The little girl huffed, crossed her arms, and turned her head away.

In fact, both had their own thoughts on the matter.

At first glance, Lin Xun was certain that the two cloaked women were actually the sisters Long Leier and Long Yaner.

As for the little girls, they were likely helpers the sisters had brought along.

They were probably friends of Long Ming.

They had blended in and were naturally afraid of being suspected, so after noticing Lin Xun’s gaze, they intentionally reacted aggressively to divert his attention and provide cover for the sisters.

Without needing to think too much about it, Lin Xun could guarantee one thing.

When the time for Long Ming’s execution came—perhaps even before then—it would turn into a chaotic battle.