Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

There was a little girl, about seven or eight years old, with a dirty face, clinging to a woman and crying so hard she almost passed out.

The woman's face was ashen, and she lay motionless on the haystack, clearly in bad shape.

"Sir! Sir! Please, save my mother, sob sob..." Upon seeing Zhao Lingyun, the little girl rushed over and hugged his leg tightly, looking up with her tear-streaked face, pleading desperately.

Zhao Lingyun couldn't bear it, so he knelt down to help the little girl up and said gently, "Little sister, don't be afraid, I'll send someone to fetch a military doctor right away..."

Before he could finish speaking, the little girl's arms suddenly tightened with astonishing strength, and at the same time, two eerie green lights flashed in her originally clear black and white eyes.

Zhao Lingyun was terrified, but the incident happened so suddenly that just as he was about to use his internal energy to shake it off, the little girl exhaled a puff of smoke that enveloped him, instantly making him dizzy and weak all over.

"Well!"

Zhao Lingyun felt a sudden dizziness, his vision went black, his internal energy instantly stagnated, and his consciousness felt like it was sinking into a sticky swamp. In the blink of an eye, he lost control of his body.

"Lord Zhao?" The two soldiers beside him noticed something was wrong and were about to ask.

"Let's do it!"

The little girl let out a cold, low growl.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Inside the training ground, a dozen or so refugees who had been slumped on the ground suddenly launched an attack. Their movements were as fast as ghosts, and they held poisoned bone spikes in their hands as they pounced on the unsuspecting guards.

Screams, groans, and the sound of blades piercing flesh suddenly rang out. Most of the soldiers on duty were just ordinary martial artists, no match for these demonic creatures. They were killed in an instant.

Although the three cultivators reacted and used their own methods to defend themselves, their teamwork was excellent, their demonic power was even more bizarre, and they were fearless of death, exchanging injuries for injuries. In just a moment, the three cultivators were also seriously injured and fell to the ground, their fates unknown.

One of them, on the verge of death, tried to send a signal, but was fatally struck by the little girl.

The entire process took only a few breaths, and the guarding force at the Xiying training ground was completely dismantled.

Zhao Lingyun's body was stiff, his consciousness trapped inside. He watched helplessly as everything happened, his eyes wide with rage, but he could neither speak nor move.

He could feel a cold consciousness trying to erode his body.

Possession!

This is a secret technique of the high-level demon race. It is unknown what treasure they used to perfectly conceal their demonic aura, which even the demon-detecting spiritual light of the Tiger and Wolf Blood Array could not detect.

The little girl released Zhao Lingyun, slowly straightened up, twisted her neck, and made a teeth-grinding "snap" sound.

Her figure instantly grew taller, the childlike innocence on her face vanished without a trace, and her deep green eyes swept over the restrained Zhao Lingyun before looking at her subordinates in the training ground.

"Lord Silver Wolf, all the guards have been removed, and this place is now under our control," a tall refugee reported.

It turns out that the one possessing the little girl was none other than the Silver Wolf Demon General, the strategist under the Black Bear Demon King. Unexpectedly, it took the risk of personally infiltrating the pass.

Silver Wolf nodded. "Very good. Change into these soldiers' clothes as planned and disguise yourselves as a patrol."

"You," it pointed at Zhao Lingyun, "take control of this body. He's a junior colonel in the border army; his identity might be very useful."

"Yes." The demon controlling Zhao Lingyun's body immediately responded respectfully.

Silver Wolf walked to the center of the training ground, looking at the refugees who were huddled together in fear, his eyes flashing with green light.

"Kill all these troublesome guys, no need to hold back."

The refugees were terrified and were about to get up and run away when the monsters caught up with them, killing them one by one with a claw, and in no time they were all wiped out.

Silver Wolf stood in the training ground, coldly watching everything, a white bead floating in his hand, emitting a soft light that shielded him from the surrounding demonic energy.

"Your target now is the Dongying area where the Demon Suppression Division is located. Remember, capture them alive, not a single one can be missing. This is a direct order from above!"

As the corpses on the ground were swallowed up and even the bloodstains were swept away, Silver Wolf coldly gave the order.

The demons exchanged bewildered glances. Before arriving here, they had no idea what their mission was, and their expressions changed slightly.

One of them hesitated and said, "Capture them alive? That might not be so easy."

Silver Wolf's face darkened. "The target is among these nine people, but we don't know their exact identity. Take everyone except Chen Shuo with you!"

Seeing that the demons still did not move, a green light flashed in the silver wolf's eyes, and the little demon groaned and blood spilled from his mouth.

"What? You dare question the King's orders? Do you have a death wish?"

Hearing its eerie voice, the demons felt a chill run down their spines and hurriedly bowed, replying, "Understood!"

A smile appeared in Silver Wolf's eyes this time: "In a moment, the King will launch a feint attack outside the pass, and then you can act accordingly."

"As for this kid, I'll possess him myself, lest you lose control." The silver wolf looked at Zhao Lingyun and slowly walked towards him. A green light flashed in the little girl's eyes, and a beam of light shot towards Zhao Lingyun's body.

At this moment, Zhao Lingyun's consciousness was trapped in his sea of ​​consciousness, but he could clearly hear their conversation. He immediately understood that these people were after Li Yuan.

He was extremely anxious and struggled desperately to break free of the restraints, but the poisonous smoke he had inhaled earlier had weakened his consciousness, making it impossible for him to regain control of his body.

He could only watch helplessly as his body was easily controlled and led out of the camp.

At dawn, at the third quarter of the Yin hour, when the sky was at its darkest, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard where Li Yuan and others were temporarily staying in Dongying.

"Lord Chen, Lord Xu, something terrible has happened! The demons from beyond the pass are attacking again! General Hu requests that you all rush to the pass to help!"

Chen Shuo and the others, who were still in their armor, rushed out of the room upon hearing the noise. They saw a soldier with an anxious expression coming to report.

"How many have arrived? What's the situation?" Chen Shuo asked in a deep voice as he walked quickly toward the gate wall. These monsters had arrived as soon as Mr. Mo left, clearly having been monitoring Tiger Wolf Gorge.

"A dark mass, probably numbering over a thousand. The Black Bear Demon King has reappeared and is challenging us at the pass."

Without suspicion, the group quickly climbed the wall. Sure enough, there were shadowy figures moving about outside the wall, emitting muffled roars, but they did not attack immediately.

The Black Bear Demon King was at the back of the group, slowly walking towards the wall, his movements causing the earth to tremble.

"Everyone, take your positions and hold your ground. Just hold on for this moment. I believe Mr. Mo is not far away."

Chen Shuo immediately gave the order, and he and Xu Sheng and the others took their respective positions at the familiar nodes of the formation.

At this moment, Zhao Lingyun led a group of cultivators to the scene. They quickly climbed the wall and skillfully positioned themselves near Li Yuan to assist in the defense.

"Lieutenant Zhao, how are those refugees doing?"

Li Yuan asked casually, feeling uneasy because he always felt that the arrival of these refugees was too coincidental.

Zhao Lingyun nodded to him. "Everything is normal. They've been replaced with ordinary soldiers to guard them. They'll be sent back to the rear tomorrow."

Zhao Lingyun had been quite warm towards him these past few days, but now her expression was cold. Li Yuan was taken aback, feeling that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.