Ten Thousand Times Return: My Apprentice Builds the Foundation and I Become an Immortal

Chapter 704: The Trick of Luring the Tiger Away From the Mountain

In Wanren City, thousands of forces are entrenched, and the situation is complicated!

The Sword Saint Hall is the branch of the Sword Saint Sect in Wanren City.

Speaking of the Sword Saint Hall, perhaps not many people know it, but the Sword Saint Sect is a dominant force with a great reputation in the entire Southern Wilderness.

At this moment!

In a hall of the Sword Saint Hall, eight figures gathered.

These people, each of them has a powerful aura like an abyss, deep and majestic, and are indeed extraordinary.

If a person with a little more experience in the Southern Wilderness saw this scene, he would be shocked.

Because the people gathered here are all the helmsmen of the top forces in the Southern Wilderness.

Either a sect master, a family master, or an ancestor.

Their strength is all at the level of the Saint Realm.

In the magnificent and ancient hall, the atmosphere is solemn.

On the first seat of the hall, sat a middle-aged man in black and gorgeous clothes.

He is Zhao Feng, the sect master of the Sword Saint Sect, with the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Saint Realm.

He is also recognized as the strongest person in the entire Southern Wilds.

He slowly scanned the crowd, and then said in a serious tone: "Everyone, the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan has stationed a large number of troops in the Wanren Mountains, and their intention to attack the human race is quite obvious."

"What do you think we should do?"

Zhao Feng received the news when the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan entered the Wanren Mountains.

This time, the leaders of the eight overlord-level forces were summoned by him.

As his solemn voice fell, the already heavy hearts of the people present were covered with a bit of haze.

They have been in Wanren City for some time.

These days, everyone has observed that the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan gathered outside the Wanren Mountains more and more, which is the rhythm of the other party preparing to invade the Southern Wilds.

And the ancestor of the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan, the breath of the seventh level of the holy realm alone made them feel shocked when they felt this momentum from afar.

Fortunately, after their investigation, they found that in the Wanren Mountains, apart from the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan, no other demon tribes were found.

This should be the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan's unilateral desire to plunder the human territory.

It failed to rise to another level of fighting.

But even so, the situation is still not optimistic for them.

It is really that the strength of the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan's ancestor is too strong.

Although they have many Saint-level powerhouses, there are eight of them.

But the strongest one is only at the sixth level of the Saint Realm, and most of the others are at the fourth and fifth levels of the Saint Realm.

At the Saint Realm, the difference of a small realm is also a world of difference.

This is not something that can be made up for by the sheer number of people.

In the once silent hall, the Zhou family ancestor pondered for a moment and then said: "Master Zhao, can you ask for help from the three holy places?"

If the forces of the people on the scene are the strongest forces in the Southern Wilderness.

The three holy places are the pillars of the human race in the entire Xuanyu Dongzhou.

It is a transcendent existence with great Saint Realm powerhouses.

If we can ask any of the three holy places for help, we will be able to get through this crisis safely.

As the Zhou family ancestor finished speaking, the leader of the Sword Saint Sect, Zhao Feng, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's useless."

"The three holy places are each stationed in Dongzhou. Unless the demons invade the border of the Southern Wilderness and completely reveal their intention to occupy Dongzhou, they will take action."

"Looking at the movements of the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan, they may just want to plunder the entire Southern Wilderness and leave. The three holy places will not care about such things."

"Everyone, this crisis can only be solved by ourselves!"

"After all, our roots are in the Southern Wilderness, and our foundation is also in the Southern Wilderness. Others can retreat, but we can't."

"Once we retreat, if we are defeated one by one by the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan, then our tens of thousands of years of foundation will most likely be robbed."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts became more solemn.

"With the power of our eight families, can we win this war?"

The leader of the Sword Saint Sect, who is as famous as the Sword Saint Sect, whispered softly.

He looked at the sky with a slightly dazed and heavy look.

His eyes seemed to penetrate the beams of the house and look into the vast Wanren Mountains.

Although the words were light, the people present had such a high level of cultivation and such sharp hearing that they could hear them clearly.

In one sentence, he also expressed the thoughts of everyone present.

Everyone was thinking about this question.

Can they win the war with the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan?

The eight families have stood in the Southern Wilderness for tens of thousands of years, and their foundations are all extraordinary. If they put their foundations together, they may be able to fight against the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan.

However, it is really difficult to make a conclusion about the victory or defeat.

Everyone is completely unsure.

Seeing that the morale of the crowd was extremely low, Zhao Feng said in a deep voice: "Everyone, a real man has his own way to do things and his own way not to do things."

"I don't know whether this battle will be won or lost, but I know that if we don't stand up, the entire Southern Wilderness will be finished!"

"We seem to have a choice, but no matter whether it is public or private, the situation does not allow us to retreat even a step!"

These words made everyone a little dazed.

Yes!

They seem to have a choice, but in fact, there is no way out.

At this time, the only thing they can do is to fight to the death.

Gather the strength of all families to protect our rivers and mountains and defend our homeland.

Next, everyone began to arrange the front line of defense.

Everyone had prepared for the worst in their hearts.

The leaders of the eight top forces gathered together, so it was impossible for only the eight of them to go.

Along with the eight people, there were also the elites of the eight top forces.

Just as everyone finished discussing and prepared to set up defenses.

A figure came roaring from the distant sky.

This was the messenger of the Sword Saint Sect, and also the spy leader left by Zhao Feng to monitor the movements of the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan.

The voice came before the person arrived.

"Report!"

"Sect Master, the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan has made unusual movements. The entire Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan army has withdrawn from the Wanren Mountains."

"Looking at the direction they are going, it seems that they are preparing to return home."

When these words came out, Zhao Feng and the other seven people were all stunned.

"What tricks are the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan playing again?"

The Zhou family ancestor was puzzled, and his eyes were full of doubts.

Zhao Feng looked into the distance, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "The Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan came with a large force, and it is absolutely impossible for them to retreat for no reason."

"Perhaps they are playing a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

"By retreating the entire clan, they are confusing us and making us lower our guard."

"So that they can take the opportunity to kill us by surprise."

"We must not be fooled by such a trick."

"The defense line is arranged as usual. Everyone, try to contact all forces during this period."

"I have a hunch that the Southern Wilderness may face an extremely difficult and bitter battle next!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt that it made sense.

They also understood the temperament of the Golden Winged Red Eagle Clan. They were the kind that would not give up until they achieved their goal. Trying to confuse them through such a trick would be too light of them.

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