Chapter 45: Appeared

After waving the white banner for a while, the two young and strong attendants, Baishan and Qingshui, were sweating profusely.

However, the sixteen-eyed monster no longer acted, and its original violence and suspicion were replaced by confusion. The Soul-Fixing Banner covered other vitality, emitting fluctuations that made it happy, but paying too much attention to this banner consumed too much soul power, and also made its already unclear mind even more confused.

The effect of this thing on it was like a sedative to humans.

After a while, the sixteen-eyed monster even scratched the back of its head very humanly, turned around, and walked slowly.

Seeing it finally turn into black smoke and follow the main force into the sky, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Baishan and Qingshui also put away the Soul-Fixing Banner and sat down on the spot, trying hard to adjust their breath, not caring that the sweat on their foreheads was like rain.

Just a little while of dancing the banner caused a double exhaustion of physical strength and spirit.

At this time, the vengeful souls coming out of the pool were all huge, large in size and small in number, and they kept a certain distance from each other, unlike the previous vengeful souls crowding together, without any sense of boundary.

They were even often followed by a small group of vengeful souls, following closely, looking like followers.

Seeing this, He Lingchuan also understood that these things had relatively high power and status among the vengeful souls. Just like humans, those with status and status don't lack younger brothers.

Fortunately, they were not as sensitive as the sixteen-eyed monster, or they didn't intend to look down much at all, and rose into the sky under the crowd of soul groups.

When they were all gone, the pool was quiet, and no new vengeful souls appeared.

At this time, the light of the illusory barrier began to weaken, obviously Sun Fuping's statement about its short duration was not an excuse.

Taking advantage of this gap, Nian Songyu whispered to Sun Fuping: "It seems they are all gone."

Sun Fuping sought stability and shook his head to indicate "wait a little longer."

They were safe and sound here and could talk normally, but outside Panlongcheng, it was already a strong wind rolling the ground and flying sand and stones, and there was no clean place left. The effect of Du Hunsan was still there, and everyone clearly saw that the soul pillar formed by thousands of vengeful souls erupted to half the sky and scattered like splashes, every black dot the size of a sesame seed was a vengeful soul, and such black dots filled the sky, rushing to every corner of the Panlong Desert with the strong wind.

The Wild Sand Season was activated. This was the first time everyone saw its birth process clearly.

In just half a day, the Wild Sand Season would sweep across the entire Panlong Desert and block the sky and sun for the next long months.

Seeing this, the entire team lowered their heads silently.

He Lingchuan turned his head and saw the solemnity on He Chunhua's face.

Although there were only a few days left until September, the regular customers of Red Cliff Road all understood the unpredictable temper of the Panlong Desert and would mostly avoid it as early as possible, but Sun Fuping triggered the Wild Sand Season in advance, and many people must have died because of it.

Not to mention anything else, those post stations that hadn't had time to withdraw would definitely be wiped out.

But they only learned of Sun Fuping's plan after entering Panlongcheng, and his position was far higher than theirs, so how could they disobey? He was afraid that the old man would have too much psychological burden, so he asked quietly: "Father, are you okay?"

"Hmm." He Chunhua was looking at the pool, and replied subconsciously, "Protect me, I'm afraid the real danger is just beginning."

"Oh, okay."

The pool was quiet for a good while without any new vengeful souls appearing.

Everyone asked the National Master for instructions.

They were all watching, but Sun Fuping hadn't been idle, having long grabbed a tree branch and drawn a talisman array on the ground.

The array was large, circling everyone inside, and the drawing process didn't look complicated.

Obviously, they were very simple lines, but He Chunhua found it more and more interesting the more he looked, and couldn't help but say: "National Master, this is your summoning array, right?"

"Yes, just in case." Sun Fuping also felt that he had waited enough, and stopped the work on his hands, "Alright, since there is nothing left in the pool to run out, we will prepare..."

Before the words fell, the calm pool water exploded without warning, and vengeful souls rushed out in groups again.

It was another army of dead souls.

There were infantry holding knives and shields, and cavalry holding spears, and as soon as they appeared, they carried a soaring murderous aura! From a few zhang away, He Lingchuan felt a chill on his back, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

There were the same sorrowful whistles, the same full-eyed hatred, but the bystanders felt that something was different.

They didn't look stronger or more robust than other war souls; on the contrary, many soldiers looked thinner. Some soldiers had colorful feathers in their quivers, not knowing where they got the miscellaneous hair; some cavalrymen held white wax poles that had just been shaved, still with stinging wooden thorns, not yet polished smooth; most soldiers' armor was very old, carrying the gray air unique to old things, the color and size of the armor pieces were different, obviously repaired and patched, patched and repaired, and they were even dismantled from the east and patched to the west.

But their eyes were as tough and cruel as a wolf pack on the wilderness.

Even the thinnest one among them had the spirit of going forward and not fearing death when running.

The Heishuicheng people happened to face this army, and almost everyone lowered their heads and closed their eyes for the first time, not daring to look directly at them.

The sharpness honed through thousands of hammers and grindings, even the Heishuicheng army that had repelled enemies many times and the fierce bandits who licked blood on the edge of the knife in the desert didn't dare to face it directly.

These vengeful souls were really different from before.

He Lingchuan clenched his fists secretly.

These are the Great Wind Army, right? Sure enough, the appearance of a flag soldier confirmed his idea.

This vengeful soul rode a date-red horse and held a large flag high. On the bright red flag, there was only one dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing character: Zhong! He Lingchuan remembered that his own team also hid a "Zhong" flag, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. His own team carried the "Zhong" flag to avoid disaster and protect peace, while others carried the flag to go out to fight and kill the enemy.

This is the authentic Great Wind Army, a legendary division.

He could hear the heavy breathing of the people around him; obviously, everyone present was surging with excitement.

He Lingchuan stared even wider, wanting to see the demeanor of the two legendary figures.

He had already seen many generals in the ranks of the war souls; did that mean Zhong Shengquan or Red General would also come out of the pool?

It was a pity that he picked his eyes in the vast army, but he didn't find the target.

Just at this time, Sun Fuping said sharply: "The barrier can't hold."

Nian Songyu and others were shocked, and looking at the illusory barrier, it was indeed in a precarious state, the yellow light flickering, like the temperamental chandelier in the attic He Lingchuan rented in the past.

He Lingchuan screamed: "Can't you persist for a while longer?"

The ones appearing now are the Great Wind Army! Regardless of life or death, they are equally fierce when killing people.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 46 =====