Lin Huashan's eyes gleamed as she saw dozens of black-clad figures approaching Duan Mountain on flying eagles.

Soon after, her face couldn't help but show a look of surprise and delight; if she wasn't mistaken, these black-clad figures were sent by Qian Feng to rescue her.

As the black-clad figures drew nearer, the soldiers guarding the outside of Lin Huashan's hut also noticed them. Then, one of them exclaimed in alarm, "No good, someone's coming!"

"So what do we do now?"

"What else can we do but fight them head-on!"

With that, those few soldiers drew their swords and faced the black-clad figures. Because they were outnumbered and outmatched in strength, the guards were quickly slain by the swords of the black-clad figures.

Seeing this, Lin Huashan immediately rushed out of the thatched hut that had imprisoned her for two long months.

"You must be Miss Huashan, right?" one of the black-clad figures walked up to Lin Huashan and asked, while removing his mask to show respect. After speaking, he took out a blue butterfly from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Huashan.

This black-clad figure was known as Jian Qi, the seventh-ranked expert under Qian Feng's Qian Mansion.

Lin Huashan hummed in acknowledgment and hurriedly took the blue butterfly from the black-clad figure, then she placed the Blue Butterfly beside her left ear. Next, Qian Feng's voice began to disperse through the Spiritual Power emitted from the Blue Butterfly and reached Lin Huashan's ear.

Qian Feng gave Lin Huashan the instructions for her next move.

After listening, Lin Huashan put the butterfly back into her bosom and contemplated that she must find Chen Hao immediately.

"How long will it take from here to the Huiyin Mountains at the fastest?" Lin Huashan asked Jian Qi.

"If you ride my great eagle, we can make it by this time tomorrow," Jian Qi replied.

"Good, then lend me your eagle for now, I have urgent matters to attend to."

Jian Qi agreed readily, and without another word, he helped Lin Huashan onto his eagle.

After whispering a few words to the eagle, it took flight with Lin Huashan, vanishing into the gradually falling night.

"Chen Hao, I'm coming to find you, just wait for me!" Lin Huashan murmured to herself while sitting on the flying eagle. At this moment, her mind was on the woman with a face veil she thought of that day. Through the Blue Butterfly conveying Qian Feng's message just now, she learned that this woman was the one who had destroyed the Nether King Palace two months ago.

In her view, that woman must possess many secrets, and they must be related to Chen Hao; otherwise, she wouldn't have been knocked out by that woman on the night Zhao Chong went to the mortal world to find Chen Hao.

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As night fell, King Shuanglin and King Wumeng led forty thousand soldiers and the King's elite troops to meet in the southern part of the Dayang Mountains. Together, they advanced northwest, intending to confront head-on the fifty thousand allied forces of the Zhao and Wu families approaching from the west of Dayang Mountains, while also severing the alliance between the two forces and the three allied families of Wu, Zheng, and Wang on Falling Shade Mountain.

By that time, once they had occupied the western edge of the Dayang Mountains with nearly eighty thousand soldiers, they could choose to launch a strong attack on the top of Falling Shade Mountain from the east, preventing the allied forces of Zhao and Wu from providing support; or they could pour more than sixty thousand troops into a decisive battle with the fifty thousand troops of the Zhao and Wu families, thereby leaving the remaining forces to deal with a sudden ambush from behind on Falling Shade Mountain.

What they needed most now was speed, to reach the northern part of the Dayang Mountains as quickly as possible, before the fifty thousand allied troops of the Zhao and Wu families could arrive.

"Brothers, move quickly!" King Shuanglin, sitting on horseback, shouted loudly at the ranks of over seventy thousand men. During military campaigns, he always liked to address the soldiers as brothers, a practice that served to boost their morale.

"King Shuanglin," King Wumeng said anxiously, looking at the gloomy night sky above, "do you think that woman who inherited the Netherworld Azure Bird's bloodline will suddenly come and ambush us?"

"Afraid of her for what!" King Shuanglin sneered, giving King Wumeng a disdainful glance, "We have more than seventy thousand men here; even if she's formidable, she wouldn't dare to make trouble in front of us, unless she's intent on seeking death."

King Wumeng lowered his head, sighed helplessly as he looked at the ground ahead, and said anxiously, "I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy."

King Shuanglin snorted with contempt and said, "King Wumeng, it must be because you've had too comfortable a life these years."

"Don't underestimate the predictive abilities of our Crow Tribe."

After walking a while longer, the troops led by the two Dharma Kings were very, very close to their destination.

But just then, a scout who had been observing the vicinity came galloping from the east, reaching the two men and urgently said, "Dharma Kings, I have just discovered a troop of about twenty thousand at the junction of the mountains and the river wetlands."

"What!" King Shuanglin exclaimed in surprise, "Did you manage to find out any details about them?"

The scout shook his head and said, "They are very alert; I didn't dare get too close for fear of being discovered. From my observations, they are all neatly dressed, looking anxious, continuously watching in our direction; I reckon they're laying an ambush."

"An ambush!" King Shuanglin's round eyes widened in alarm, "You mean to say they're laying an ambush for us?"

The scout bowed his head, not daring to speak further.

"Sure enough, there is an ambush! It seems the premonitions of our Crow Tribe are indeed accurate," King Shuanglin said with a self-satisfied smile. After a pause, he thought for a moment and then continued, "If both sides start fighting later, and these twenty thousand soldiers suddenly rush over and ambush us from behind, our only advantage in numbers would vanish, followed by a crushing defeat between their pincers."

Hearing King Wumeng's analysis, King Shuanglin also couldn't help showing panic in his eyes, and he said anxiously, "Then let's quickly retreat."

"Not so fast!" A glint appeared in King Wumeng's eyes, "Since that's the case, why not turn their plan against them? Use more than forty thousand soldiers to hold off the allied Zhao and Wu forces here, while the remaining thirty thousand quietly move south. Then they can enter the river wetlands from the south of the Dayang Mountains and catch those twenty thousand secret troops by surprise."

"What if the allied forces of Zhao Zhou, fifty thousand strong, really start fighting with our forty thousand?" King Shuanglin questioned.

"Our forty thousand will just circle around nearby, no more advancing. As soon as they approach, we'll retreat south; the thirty thousand heading to the river wetlands will do the same, retreating south at the first sign of discovery and then meeting at the northern part of the forest. With nearly eighty thousand troops on each side, what do we have to fear!" King Wumeng said.

After listening to King Wumeng, and contemplating for a while, King Shuanglin's eyes lit up, and he repeatedly praised, "King Wumeng, what a wonderful plan, truly brilliant!"

Thereafter, King Shuanglin gave his orders, dispatching two capable subordinates, Xiao Yi and a valiant warrior, to lead thirty thousand soldiers quietly around the southern side of the Dayang Mountains and into the river wetlands.

Meanwhile, atop Falling Shade Mountain, Ye Yuqiao...

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