Chapter 210: Sending Out Detachments

That's right, it's me.

Chen Holy lowered his voice and nodded.

"How should we proceed next? The task hasn't been marked as complete yet," Jing Luo asked gently, looking at Chen Holy's formation disk.

Originally, this squad's actions should have been his to decide, with others only cooperating.

But right now, the core artifact needed to complete the task is in someone else's hands, and that person is the one who just saved him and the whole squad, so the situation flipped instantly—they became the ones cooperating.

"Do you have a map?" Chen Holy asked.

"Yes!"

Someone nearby immediately handed over a map of the area around the capital.

Chen Holy held the formation disk, closed his eyes to sense, then pointed to a spot on the map and said, "This is the location of the outer altar. Although the core artifact is now in our hands, the altar remains intact, and no one can guarantee the enemy won't make another, so we must destroy the altar first."

"Question!" The inconspicuous person in the crowd, Song Bingyuan, obediently raised his hand.

Chen Holy suppressed a smile, nodded at him, and said, "Speak."

"The altar inside the city is a trap, but scouting shows it could temporarily become real—should we destroy it as well?"

"You don't need to worry about this—Jing Luo will take charge of the outer altar and have you destroy it, while I and the rogue cultivator over there will handle the inner altar."

"No problem!"

Jing Luo never even considered the possibility of Chen Holy failing, immediately nodded in agreement to the arrangement, and then led the main force toward the location of the true outer altar.

Meanwhile, Chen Holy, right after the main force disappeared, first gave Grand Duke Jupiter a new home, then called out while eating a hearty serving of La Tiao and left the battlefield directly.

On the way, as both groups headed to their respective targets, Jing Luo couldn't wait to go offline, sending news of imminent success here and the upcoming arrangements to headquarters.

Now, not only the nation's citizens are paying attention to this mission, but other countries are also watching, waiting for the mission's outcome to immediately judge their future attitude toward Huaxia.

Especially those tiny neighboring countries, jumping up and down nonstop, as soon as the mission was announced, rumors spread among the people about replacing Huaxia's cultural heritage, and as for Huaxia, they could just look after it a bit.

Pah!

At times like this, we must quickly give the public some positive feedback, and by the way slap those small countries, telling them that Huaxia has always been their father since ancient times and will continue to be! A stream of new documents quickly spread across Huaxia via the internet, and major TV stations and mobile apps also promptly released the latest developments to the public.

"Under the joint operation of our main force and a rogue cultivator expert, we have successfully intercepted the convoy escorting the core artifact and slain a Level 40 Dharma Appearance Realm elder of the Game Sect, and are now steadily proceeding with the next step of the plan."

While the entire nation awaited anxiously, the release of this news was undoubtedly a shot of adrenaline for everyone, instantly invigorating the previously lifeless online atmosphere.

"Dharma Appearance Realm? I haven't even been drinking!"

"Holy crap, the big shots are awesome (voice cracking)!"

"Come on, the dawn of victory is right before our eyes!"

"Impossible, it's definitely an exaggeration of the battle results; besides our South Korea, no one in the world can kill a level-40 existence."

"Although delayed, it's here, the stick arrives!"

"No wonder it's a stick, truly a solid elm-headed blockhead." "After all, they're a nation founded on a U. S. military base, can't afford to provoke them, can't afford to provoke them."

"But that's the Dharma Appearance Realm—do you even understand what that means?"

"Didn't we already say? With a rogue cultivator expert helping, and this is an official bulletin—how could it be false?"

"Right, do you remember the incident with the northeastern spatial channel not long ago? Rumor had it that a folk rogue cultivator expert lent a hand, and indeed, experts are still among the people."

The newly announced mission progress made many compatriots' blood boil, while also stirring up considerable controversy abroad.

Although each country's power system and realm names differ, everyone understands the universal concept of level 40.

And precisely because they understand it, they express great skepticism about this news.

"What a joke! The whole world is stuck at level 25, being abused by the natives to no end, and you Huaxia just took down a level 40, a near-demigod native NPC?"

"Yet disbelief won't do—this is an official bulletin; normally, if they dare announce it openly, it can't be false."

Moreover, Russia also sent personnel to participate in the mission, and with foreigners present, this announcement gains even more credibility.

Just as foreign powers were all doubting the truth of this matter, the Great Cloud Temple's garrison in the capital was also engaged in an unusually heated debate.

Five minutes ago, a novice monk guarding the Burning Lamp Hall reported that the soul lamps enshrined there suddenly extinguished nearly forty, even including Elder Jiankong, who had been escorting the core artifact.

One must know that the soul lamps are linked to the spiritual souls of every disciple of Great Cloud Temple; when a lamp goes out, it means the person has died! This news instantly caused an uproar, and all the officials in charge of the Great Cloud Temple's capital garrison gathered in the hall to discuss what had happened.

"The soul lamps have never been wrong; if it's Maitreya, then it means the elder is already dead."

"Impossible, Elder Jiankong is a Dharma Appearance Realm cultivator."

"Could it be that other sects have colluded with the Returnees?"

"All sect disciples have been harmed by the Returnees' poisonous hands; they couldn't possibly join forces."

"So what's the situation now?"

Hearing the chaotic noise in the hall, the chief disciple of the Bodhi Institute slammed the table and stood up, saying, "What's the point of saying all this? The main thing isn't to discuss what we should do next?"

"That's right—since the Returnees can kill Elder Jiankong, are we going to stay here or..."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone in the hall fell into silence.

Yeah, after the Returnees kill Elder Jiankong, they will surely take advantage of their great victory to destroy the altar as well, but afterward they will certainly seek revenge.

What fate awaits those who take the lead in setting up the formations? They don't have Elder Jiankong's strength; the elder has already been killed, and these people blocked by the Returnees at the garrison can't leave—what are they supposed to do, just wait to die?

"Why not inform the Grand Elder who is still in seclusion?" someone weakly suggested.

"No, the Grand Elder is at a critical breakthrough point, just one step away from the divine seat—absolutely cannot be disturbed!" the head disciple of the Bodhi Institute firmly refused.

The Buddhist sects of the Earth Immortal Realm are countless, and many are as renowned as Great Cloud Temple, with everyone eyeing the limited divine seats—how could we possibly disturb the Grand Elder over such a trivial matter? (End of chapter)