"Hey, no rush. After all, they’re doomed to die. Let’s hear what they have to say first."

After speaking, he cast a mocking smile at Chen Lang.

Although Chen Lang appeared to be in a hurry, in his heart he was as clear as a mirror. He was just waiting for Lin Feng and the Armored Soldiers to return, as they were originally guests he had invited. Even if there was no noise from inside the tent, they would enter on their own, and even though the tent was enveloped in a barrier, Chen Lang believed that the strength of the Armored Soldiers could break it.

However, at that time he did not know what kind of strength Lin Feng possessed. Now, in the entire military camp, the outsiders he was closest to were the Armored Soldiers. Lin Feng, on the other hand, was managing the school and had his original group of a thousand people.

Additionally, Lin Feng’s current identity was a mystery. To be precise, Lin Feng was not an official of the Court at that time. Chen Lang, being a young general in his early twenties, naturally did not recognize Lin Feng.

At this moment, Chen Lang saw the muscular man wanting to hear what he had to say. Thus, he contemplated whether these people were the only five left, or if there were still spies from the Desolate Realm lurking in the camp outside, ready to support them...

Chen Lang was now trapped by the muscular man in the Central Army tent, while Lin Feng, along with the Armored Soldiers and Yuan Hong, were returning to the camp in a chariot.

At that moment, Lin Feng and the others were completely unaware of what was happening in the Central Army tent, leisurely chatting on the chariot.

Qian Yue, Qian Hua, and Yuan Hong were in the same chariot. Yuan Hong still wore the expression of a senior expert, giving off a very approachable vibe.

His sharp eyes were bright and spirited, portraying an image of righteousness, mysterious and profound.

Yuan Hong indeed possessed such capabilities, as he was a master of the Eight Spirit Knot. Reminiscent of the former Sect Leader of the Star-Gazing Pavilion, also a master of the Eight Spirit Knot, Yuan Hong’s current strength was evidently extraordinary.

With a single thought, it seemed like he sensed something. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

He softly murmured, "It seems there’s some disturbance, though I can’t specify. I just feel an energy fluctuation ahead in the camp."

Qian Yue and Qian Hua snapped out of their stargazing state and turned to look at Yuan Hong sitting at the back of the chariot.

Eagerly, Qian Yue asked, "Senior Yuan, are you referring to the military camp?"

Qian Yue, known for her meticulous mind, often understood the underlying meaning of what people said.

In the camp, there were soldiers on guard. Due to exercises, the energy emitted by thousands often concentrated together, easily noticeable by others.

Therefore, an energy fluctuation in the camp was to be expected.

However, Veteran Yuan brought up an energy fluctuation at this moment, clearly not referring to the usual kind. As an experienced strong practitioner, Yuan Hong was indicating that there was a suspicious energy fluctuation that shouldn’t be there.

As an outstanding member of the younger generation, Qian Yue could naturally grasp the senior’s intention.

However, although Yuan Hong mentioned it, he hadn’t confirmed it yet. Thus, Yuan Hong did not immediately choose to fly directly into the camp with Sword Control.

Qian Hua explained, "Senior Yuan, energy fluctuations in the camp are quite normal. You can be assured, for the city is guarded by nine thousand troops."

Upon hearing Qian Hua’s reassurance, Yuan Hong had to settle his mind, then closed his eyes to meditate and adjust his breathing.

The previously employed Heavenly Ice Netherworld Fire Palm, though only at the First Layer, had consumed quite a bit of Yuan Hong’s energy. It was indeed necessary to adjust his breathing now to ensure he was always in the best condition.

Maintaining constant vigilance is one of the vital principles for a cultivator to preserve life.

A cultivator’s life is exceedingly precious, and in a moment of unforeseen carelessness, it might be lost. Hence, reaching Yuan Hong’s level naturally cultivated a habit of remaining in a high-alert state.

Last-minute efforts often lead to failure.

Qian Yue did not reveal matters to Qian Hua, not because he didn’t care for Qian Hua’s safety but because he didn’t want to heighten Qian Hua’s anxiety at that moment. After all, they had just come through a major battle, and it was only natural to relax first.

On Lin Feng’s chariot, an Armored Soldier asked Lin Feng, "Brother Lin, when you battled with the three thousand troops from the Desolate Realm today, did you receive help from anyone else?"

Lin Feng could not trust anyone from the Court at that moment, because if it weren’t for him going to face the enemy alongside the Six Great Sects, the Six Great Sects would have long been trapped in a siege and the situation would undoubtedly be dire.

The Armored Soldier came from the Capital, hence he must have connections to the Emperor. Although he mentioned having sent an urgent eight hundred-mile missive to report to the Court, the Court had clearly known a month earlier that the Desolate Realm intended to invade, which was why they called upon the Six Great Sects for assistance.

But now that the Six Great Sects were here, the Court did not respond as promised. It’s truly ridiculous and absurd. The integrity of the Court lies in how they regard the people of the Human Realm?

Therefore, Lin Feng felt extremely resistant to anyone from the Court at that moment.

At this time, Hua Shengmi spoke to Lin Feng, "The Six Great Sects came here under the Court’s command. They are aware of the Six Great Sects’ presence, yet feign ignorance. There’s certainly some scheme involved, you must be cautious."