Thinking back to the beginning, the Milai Kingdom was peaceful and prosperous. It was precisely because of the actions of the Jingtian Divine Sect behind it that civil strife and ultimately consumed national strength, giving Maha Kingdom a chance.

It is not the Jingtian Divine Sect that disrupts the national situation, but it is the fuse of everything, and even the promoter behind the scenes. Therefore, Fang Youjun hated Jingtian Divine Sect extremely.

An Yu nodded and said, "It's right that Jingtian Divine Sect is, but this time the feeling is completely different from before. I can't sense any trace, just like it appears out of thin air!"

"If the Jingtian Divine Sect colludes with the Maha Kingdom, we..."

An Yu thought of Yuanyi, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, if the Jingtian Divine Cult and Guohe Kingdom are closely connected, it will be a good thing for us!"

...

Marshal Fengyu looked at the heavy rain outside the curtain, frowned deeply, and asked, "How are you preparing for the siege?"

"When returning to the Grand Marshal, the main siege weapons cannot be used. Heavy rain will soak the gunpowder, and even the tincture oil will not work in such weather. If you only use arrow crossbow ladders to attack the city, casualties may be... quite a bit!"

"Hmph! Not small...you really know how to use words! It's not small, but very big, very huge!" After Marshal Fengyu said that, he laughed loudly and said, "The one named An Yu inside has already caused me to lose 100,000 soldiers. He is a general. If it can be used by me, what's the difficulty of swallowing Ryan on the left and joining Yinyue on the right!"

"What does the Grand Marshal mean?"

"Down on this last city, there is no need to hurry. A night city without supplies. Even if we don't attack, they will perish themselves! Send orders to speed up preparations. As soon as the rain stops, attack the city immediately! Humph... Only what is killed in the city is our own!" Marshal Fengyu looked at the entire map of the continent on the table. The Milai Kingdom was already covered with small circles, which was a city occupied by Maha.

"Dingling..."

With the sound of rain, clear and crisp sound of wind chimes came from far and near. Marshal Fengyu suddenly raised his head, walked to the curtain, and murmured: "What are they doing at this time?"

Outside the camp of the Maha army, several figures slowly walked up. These people were all wearing dark blue robes with stars and moon patterns on them, which were dressed by the people of the Jingtian Divine Sect.

The hat above the head was still hung with two strings of silver wind chimes, and the hanging veil covered their appearance.

What is strange is that everyone's body seems to be able to emit an energy field, surrounding it to form a sphere space slightly higher than that of a person. The dense raindrops that fall are bounced off on the energy field, and they cannot wet the clothes of these people at all. Moreover, the strong wind in the rain cannot blow up their robes.

After a while, they walked to the gate of Maha military camp, and at this time, two people were already waiting there.

"The Grand Marshal sent us two to bring five in, please follow us!"

The person from the Jingtian Sect in front was a middle-aged woman: "No need!" Then, she waved her sleeves suddenly, and the five people from the Jingtian Sect in the rain disappeared in an instant.

"Ah? Where is the person? It's gone!"

"Where have you gone? Go back and report to the Grand Marshal!"

Marshal Fengyu was standing behind the desk, facing the curtain, suddenly a slight fluctuation of space power, and five people from the Jingtian Divine Sect suddenly appeared.

"Hmph! You are still so unreasonable!" Marshal Fengyu said without looking back.

The five additional auras suddenly shocked the guards around the marshal's tent and rushed over quickly.

"There are assassins to protect the marshal!"

More than a dozen good soldiers in the army quickly surrounded the five men of the Jingtian Divine Sect, but the five men did not move and did not speak. Outside the marshal's tent, there were countless generals who heard the sound, and surrounded the marshal's tent.

Marshal Fengyu slowly turned around, with a confident smile on his face and said, "Let them all go back, they are not assassins! They are uninvited...guests!"

"The holy objects can be returned to us!" A man standing at the end of the five people in the Jingtian Divine Sect spoke.

"Sacred object? What holy object?" Marshal Fengyu heard of this term for the first time, so he looked puzzled on his face.

"Oh, you don't know yet! It's the strange treasure you call. The strange treasure is actually the holy thing I teach." The man smiled, "We had an agreement before that I would teach you the control method of holy things and allow you to use it for war. Now that the Kingdom of Mile is destroyed, it's time to return the holy things!"

Marshal Fengyu said "uh", as if he was surprised and continued to smile: "Haha, it turns out that the man in black is you!"

"Not bad! It's me! You can call me Wuwang!" Wuwang walked forward two steps.

"King of Wu? Haha, where did you enfeoff the king and prince?" Grand Marshal Fengyu smiled, looking up and down with extremely rude eyes, and looked quite disdainful.

"It's Wuwang, not King Wu!" Wuwang was too lazy to explain to the other party, and his voice sank, saying, "Where are the two princes Cui Jiazhi and Cui Jiaming? Let them send the holy relics they hold!"

"Irrespectful! How could you call the dignified Prince Maha by calling him by his name?" Fengyu Xiuxiong shouted loudly, and a stern domineering aura appeared: "And, the original agreement was to return the treasure after the expedition... Oh, it was your holy object, and the expedition was not over yet!"

"Oh?" Wuwang's voice stirred up and said with a smile: "Do you mean not to return it?"

"No! As Maha's Grand Marshal of the Southern Expedition, he naturally said that he would abide by the agreement. Therefore, he can't give it to you now, because the expedition is not over yet. Isn't it a ruined the original agreement?" Fengyu Dawu smiled and pointed to the entire map of the continent on the table and said: "Look, starting from Guwang, fighting all the way to Mile, my Maha army is invincible. Next, we will fight the Yinyue in the east and sweeping the Ryan in the west. First take down the Western Continent, and then move to the Eastern Continent. If it goes well, in just fifty years, we Maha will be able to incorporate the entire continent into the territory! At that time, the holy objects can be returned to you according to the agreement!"

"So that's it! I understand!" Wuwang said calmly. He slowly raised his hand, pressed it on the top of the hat, and then slowly took it off. His face began from his chin, revealing inch by inch.

Wuwang's true face was first presented to Marshal Fengyu. He looked less than thirty years old, with a handsome face, and was not like a cult figure who was extremely dangerous and terrifying in the rumors. Instead, he looked like a weak scholar. Only the dark blue star and moon robe added a lot of mystery.
Chapter completed!