Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?-Chapter 481 500: Arriving at Misty Mountain

Almost half a month later.

The army of the Cultivators' Alliance finally neared the Misty Mountain.

The countless powerful beings accompanying them felt their morale surge as they drew closer to Misty Mountain, with an air of determination to wipe out the entire Wayless Sect in one fell stroke.

Their eagerness for battle was indescribable.

However, Qin Zimo, who sat on the Dragon Carriage, felt increasingly uneasy.

The closer he got to Misty Mountain, the stronger this feeling of unease became.

"Alliance Leader, what's wrong? You seem unhappy."

Someone beside the Dragon Carriage noticed Qin Zimo's unusual demeanor and couldn't help but ask aloud.

"It's nothing. I'm just a bit worried," Qin Zimo said, with a slight frown.

"Alliance Leader, there's nothing to worry about. With your Old Ancestor and the Immortal's Corpse by your side, being innately invincible, no matter how tyrannical the Wayless Sect is, they cannot stir any trouble," said the person obsequiously.

"Alliance Leader, I think, as we've made our way here, something indeed feels off," another person interjected, not offering flattery but rather agreeing with Qin Zimo's sentiment.

Something was indeed off!

"Explain, what exactly is off?" Qin Zimo silently turned to the other person and asked.

"Alliance Leader, don't you think… our journey has been too quiet?" the person put it this way.

"Too quiet…" Qin Zimo furrowed his brows slightly and nodded.

The words were true indeed.

Their journey had been too quiet.

Especially after he had brought out the Immortal's Corpse and defeated numerous disciples of the Wayless Sect, it became eerily quiet, with no one else coming to obstruct them.

Only the Holy Land of the disciples of the Wayless Sect tried to stop them, but they were easily held back. Beyond that, there was no resistance.

Or rather, the Wayless Sect offered no resistance at all.

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This was very unreasonable.

Could it be that the Sect Master of the Daoless Sect had set some sort of trap ahead of them?

All of a sudden, Qin Zimo wanted to stop and take a good look around before deciding.

Yet seeing the troops' surging morale.

He said nothing and told those beside him to keep quiet and continue marching.

Soon.

The army of the Cultivators' Alliance could start to see layers upon layers of fog.

Within the fog, they couldn't see a thing.

But they were all very excited.

Because according to the information they had received,

reaching East State and heading southward—upon seeing endless fog, they would find the Wayless Sect.

"We're finally here. This dense fog must mean we're at the Wayless Sect!"

"Fellow daoists, by overthrowing the Wayless Sect, we shall triumph!"

"Fellow daoists, please do not hold back, let's strike with all our might!"

This group of people started to howl excitedly.

Qin Zimo alone wore an increasingly grim expression.

The sense of unease in his heart intensified.

"Alliance Leader, not far ahead we've discovered a large mountain shrouded in a formation. That must be the rumored Misty Mountain," reported a subordinate who flew in from a distance, speaking excitedly.

"Misty Mountain?"

When Qin Zimo mentioned this name, the unease and fear in his heart surged violently.

It was as if it were a kind of fear originating from his very blood.

Had it been an option, Qin Zimo would have declared a retreat at that moment.

But the situation was like an arrow on the bowstring, beyond his control now.

"Please give the order, Alliance Leader, to attack Misty Mountain and crush the Wayless Sect!" a subordinate suggested from the side.

Once this was said,

it ignited a chain reaction.

Countless people began to roar in unison.

"Attack Misty Mountain! Crush the Wayless Sect!!"

"Crush the Wayless Sect!!!"

A mighty will to fight rose up, piercing through the heavens.

Upon seeing this,

Qin Zimo was left with no other choice.

There was nothing he could do.

"I just hope that the Old Ancestor can defeat the Sect Master of the Daoless Sect," someone whispered.

Qin Zimo turned his head to glance at the coffin, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand.

"By the order of the Cultivators' Alliance Leader, attack Misty Mountain! Spare no life within Misty Mountain; eradicate them all!"

Qin Zimo said coldly.

All he needed was to defeat the Daoless Sect.

Then, from then on, no one on the Divinity Continent would be able to stop him.

This was a desperate gamble!

Qin Zimo was betting that the Daoless Sect could not defeat his Old Ancestor, could not defeat the Immortal's Corpse!

"We shall obey the Alliance Leader's command!"

Countless people howled, rushing toward Misty Mountain.

This place had gathered countless people from the Divinity Continent.

Among them were the mediocre, but there were also the capable.

The foggy formation that shrouded Misty Mountain was completely broken in just a moment.

Swarms of people poured in.

Qin Zimo, riding in the Dragon Carriage, stared intensely at the people rushing into Misty Mountain.

Only after confirming that there were no issues with those people did he order to enter Misty Mountain.

After entering Misty Mountain, all was still eerily quiet and smooth.

This allowed them to quickly approach the Wu Dao Sect Mountain Gate.

Upon reaching the Wu Dao Sect Mountain Gate,

everyone was stunned.

Here, they finally saw people.

In front of the Wu Dao Sect Mountain Gate stood four odd-looking people, with an hunched Elder in the middle.

Beside the gate, the Disciples of the Daoless Sect who had been defeated by the Immortal's Corpse were also present.

Their disposition...

It was as if they were deliberately waiting for the people from the Cultivators Alliance to come.

Seeing this scene,

Qin Zimo didn't hesitate; he stepped forward to face the group.

"I am the Cultivators' Alliance Leader. May I ask where the Sect Master of the Daoless Sect is?"

Qin Zimo asked indifferently.

The countless members of the Cultivators Alliance behind Qin Zimo stepped back, giving space to him.

This conversation was for the higher-ups; they just had to watch.

On the other side, in front of the Wu Dao Sect Mountain Gate,

The Si Xiong and Baize both sneered, saying nothing.

Clearly, they felt this Qin Zimo wasn't worth their response.

Ye Luo and the others didn't bother saying much either.

Naturally, none of them stepped forward.

This led to an extremely awkward scene.

Qin Zimo talked to no response.

Whoosh whoosh...

A gust of wind blew, lifting a few leaves that landed on Qin Zimo's head, as if mocking him.

In an instant, Qin Zimo's face turned green.

He looked up at the people beside the gate, his fists clenched within his sleeves until they turned blue.

"If you don't wish to talk, then let's reveal our true strength in combat,"

Qin Zimo said, waving his hand, gnashing his teeth.

He never imagined,

that these people from the Daoless Sect would be so arrogant.

Not even willing to exchange a single word with him.

Did he have no pride at all?

He waved his hand, immediately ordering people to test the strength of those odd-looking individuals.

He wanted to see what level of combat power these few held.

The people called out, bolstered by high morale, showed no fear, and drew out their Magical Treasures, howling as they prepared to charge forward.

However, they hadn't taken two steps when they stopped moving.

There was no need for the Si Xiong or Baize to act.

With a casual swing of his sword, Ye Luo eliminated several of them.

Qin Zimo watched, falling silent for a moment.

He had almost forgotten.

The Daoless Sect consisted almost entirely of superior power; any one of them could easily annihilate all the people on his side.

His only advantage was the Immortal's Corpse.

He shouldn't have let people engage in probing; it was most correct to directly deploy the Old Ancestor's corpse...