Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 828 Black Cloud Wings

"Nine Smokes, should we?" the Nine Smokes Void True God asked his leader.

"No need, everything remains the same. Otherwise, what's the point of honing geniuses?"

"If the Eastern Army finds out, it won't be good." Jiu Yan immediately rejected this idea.

The three leaders of Xuanyu Mountain opposite them nodded, not intending to let their subordinate gods know about this.

"That's right, according to the plan we'll fight for a full year and then retreat."

How those soldiers earn military merits afterward is none of our business.

"Yes, if I were a general in the army, all I would need is that Lord of Law as a title seed."

Even if the rest all die, it doesn't matter.

The six Void Gods reached a consensus in an instant, which also determined the fate of countless True God Law Masters.

Bai Yang used the "Sword Subtlety" technique, making him float on the battlefield like a speck of dust, remaining undetected.

In every battle between the two major powers, it is the weaker True Gods who are killed, while True Gods who have truly experienced the trials of the army rarely perish, a consensus shared by all.

The fact that the corpses of fallen true gods were stolen and used as spoils of war was something these living true gods could not tolerate.

Besides the tribal god, five more beams of light flew into the area, repeatedly searching for Bai Yang's whereabouts.

After searching for a long time, they still couldn't find a trace of a Lord of Laws, and their faces were filled with frustration.

Little did they know that Bai Yang's "Sword Subtle" technique combined six parts of the Ya Ying method and three parts of the Dong Hua method.

Even the Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons and Luo Feng couldn't discern the true origin of the secret technique; it could conceal itself or charge forward at will.

If you start searching blindly like a headless fly now, Bai Yang will have already gone far away, and you won't be able to find him anywhere.

It wasn't until a full two weeks later, when many people had begun to relax, that things started to go wrong.

Bai Yang Luo Feng made his move again, forcefully killing one of the four True Gods who were fighting amongst themselves and taking the body.

This action has stirred up a hornet's nest.

More than ten true gods chased after them relentlessly, but lost them after a few minutes.

"Find them! We must find those two and give our compatriots' remains a proper burial!"

Countless mythical beasts and true gods of the Nine Smoke Marsh were enraged!

Their attacks on the warriors of the Xuanyu Mountain tribe became much more ferocious, which secretly alarmed them.

When the various true gods fought, they became more cautious than before.

The rest of the Manghe Army squad immediately complained bitterly.

The strongest squad, which had barely escaped from the tribe's true god, began to suffer repeated setbacks.

Many people are already considering quitting; they can no longer stay on this god-level battlefield.

Bai Yang and Luo Feng maintained their elusive and unpredictable style on the battlefield.

Another two weeks passed, and they made three unpredictable deployments!

And they succeeded twice!

Only in the last instance, when faced with more than twenty rapidly approaching alien beast gods, did he choose to flee decisively.

In a hidden palace treasure trove underground, Wuhe laughed heartily:

"That means we already have four corpses just from the strange beasts!"

Bai Yang sat opposite him, looking at him with a smile:

"Wuhe, you seem very happy."

Wu He's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put on a smiling face, afraid that Bai Yang would not give him a share of the corpse.

He also knew that he was of no use at all now, and if the other party turned against him, he might not only lose his military merits but also his life.

This strange beast grew up surrounded by its brothers, sisters, and packs of wolves; it was no innocent creature.

If you want to gain something, you must give something in return.

He smiled obsequiously and asked:

"Shan Hai, I just want a true god's corpse to survive this mission."

I wonder what I can use to exchange it?

Shan Hai and Yin He were clearly acquaintances, so he didn't even have the chance to form alliances; he had to be direct.

Bai Yang looked at him and smiled:

How would I know what you have?

"Are you going to give me whatever I want?"

He easily passed the ball back, letting the other side decide for themselves.

He had been entangled with many true gods in reality, and even he felt mentally exhausted.

This is a battlefield with tens of thousands of true gods. If you are even slightly careless, you may be surrounded. It is not as easy as it looks.

Wu He was unwilling to hand over the [Seven Blades Flying Armor], and he wasn't in a hurry at all.

The entire mission spans a full epoch; there's plenty of time.

The situation outside is becoming increasingly dangerous. It's a pipe dream for Wu He to get his hands on a corpse on his own. He's not blind to the situation.

Anyway, the closer the deadline gets, the more anxious he becomes.

Now, when the two factions are fighting, and occasionally someone falls and crashes into the swamp, the other true gods, intentionally or unintentionally, will not stray too far from this area.

Moreover, each of them carefully sensed the area through their divine power, and could quickly surround the area if there was any fluctuation.

They even agreed that after the two sides fought, each side would send a special True God to collect their own corpses, and neither side was allowed to attack at that time.

Four months passed quickly after the True God Battlefield opened.

For more than a month after that, Bai Yang, Luo Feng, and the others seemed to suddenly quiet down.

The captain and his eighteen men were already as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

A lean soldier in dark gold armor transmitted angrily, "Captain, this can't go on!"

"We need to live too!"

"We also want military merit!"

The tall, burly captain looked at them coldly, a hint of apprehension in his heart.

The mountains, seas, and Milky Way turned the entire battlefield into chaos, and these people were on the verge of despair.

"Are you also going to the battlefield of the Lord of Laws?"

So many people just by picking up weapons to accumulate 10,000 military merits?

"Go if you want, I won't stop you."

The lean soldier said anxiously, "Captain, with the Black Cloud Wings, are we even able to snatch a corpse first?"

Otherwise, this lack of income is really not a solution!

The captain had not yet obtained the body, and he was extremely anxious, losing his former composure and confidence.

"We can only wait now! I will stay here."

If an opportunity arises, I will contact you.

Whether to stay or not is your decision.

After much deliberation, the soldiers left one by one, promising to return as soon as possible if summoned by their captain.

The captain didn't want to lose these cannon fodder either, but he had no choice but to accept it now.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Bai Yang had a clear view of their situation from a patch of grass not far away.

Even if you can't hear what they specifically said, the situation is still obvious.

Looking at the captain, now all alone on the spirit energy compass, Bai Yang smiled slightly:

"If those 150,000 Black Cloud Wings were put into the military depot, they would be worth at least 110,000 to 120,000 military merits."

Let's make a quick buck first.

This thing flies extremely fast and has strong defensive and binding power; for now, it's even more useful than the Wu-Slaying Wings.

Bai Yang followed in that direction without any fluctuation of divine power.

His movement technique was so fast that even a true god couldn't detect it, let alone a master of laws.

He followed the enemy for three days without much trouble, making sure that all the other soldiers had gone far away.

He launched a direct attack from over a hundred kilometers away.

This treasure is not a domain; it can still be effective within the "One Thought of Void" range.

The captain was originally at the edge of the battlefield, slowly flying in an arc.

Suddenly, a purple light shone down from above!

"not good!"

(End of this chapter)