The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

The night fell like a huge black curtain, quietly covering the earth. Zhang Chentian changed into a pure black nightgown.

This is not an ordinary nightgown, but a top-grade yellow-grade spiritual garment made of special materials.

In this way, Zhang Chentian relied on his mental advantage and superb physical skills to avoid wave after wave of patrolling soldiers outside the barbarian camp and successfully sneaked in.

Inside the barbarian camp, firelight flickered and figures swarmed. Zhang Chentian carefully moved between the tents.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. He knew that if he was discovered here, there would be basically no chance of escape.

So he took every step extremely carefully, praying in his heart that he would not be discovered.

Suddenly, a shout came from the barracks:

"Enemy's sneaking in! Enemy's sneaking in! Help!"

Zhang Chentian was shocked when he heard this. His face turned pale instantly and he thought to himself:

"Oh no, have I been discovered?"

Just as Zhang Chentian was about to escape, he found that the barbarians were not heading towards him.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still full of confusion, not knowing what had happened.

"Damn it! Jian'an, you bastard, you've really hurt me!"

"How do I know there's a fourth-grade, top-grade formation master here? Besides, didn't you refuse me when I asked to come here?"

Hearing the man's angry accusation, Jian'an retorted without hesitation.

Zhang Chentian secretly used his mental power to follow the source of the sound and sensed two men in barbarian costumes running away quickly.

One of them was Jian'an, who had planned to act with him before.

It turned out that they accidentally leaked a trace of their aura, which was sensed by a fourth-grade top-grade formation master, causing their whereabouts to be exposed.

"What should we do now?" Jian'an asked anxiously. Sweat beads rolled down his forehead, and his eyes revealed despair and helplessness.

"What else can we do? Run away!"

The other man gasped, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

After he finished speaking, he ran towards the edge of the camp, his steps stumbling, as if the one being chased was not the enemy, but himself.

"Leave? Where are you going?"

A cold voice sounded, like the call of the god of death.

A barbarian major general wearing black armor and holding a spear stood in front of them like an iron tower, blocking their way.

His eyes were cold and ruthless, and he exuded a suffocating aura, like an insurmountable mountain.

"It's over!"

Jian'an and the other person were as pale as paper, and a feeling of despair surged in their hearts.

Although they were all cultivators in the late Condensation stage, facing the powerful and strong-aura barbarian man in front of them and the dozens of pursuers chasing them closely behind, there was no possibility of escape at all.

"Ping, it seems like we can't escape!" Jian'an said with a wry smile as he looked at the person next to him.

"Then just kill a few more barbarians, and it will be considered as a recovery." He said calmly, his tone revealing firmness and determination.

At this critical moment of life and death, the two did not argue or quarrel, but chose to fight side by side without hesitation to fight the enemy together.

They knew that escape was hopeless at this point, and that fighting to the death might offer them a glimmer of hope.

"on!"

Jian'an shouted and pounced towards the barbarian major general, waving a long sword in his hand with a sharp sword energy, trying to break through the opponent's defense line.

At the same time, Ping was not willing to be outdone. He followed closely behind, clenched his hands and punched the barbarian major general.

The two men roared in unison and fought with the barbarian major general, taking out all the talismans and spiritual weapons in their hands.

The barbarian major general holding a spear was Hu Yanshi.

He was not at all panicked when facing the attacks of the two men. It was not because of anything else, but because the difference in strength was too great. There was no suspense in this battle.

Not paying attention to the battle here, Zhang Chentian took advantage of the chaos to come to a more spacious tent and used the Breath-Concentrating Technique to restrain his own breath.

In the night, Zhang Chentian, wearing a black nightgown, seemed to merge with the world, making him difficult to be discovered.

It’s not that Zhang Chentian is indifferent and doesn’t want to help, but in this situation, he is simply unable to rescue the person and going there would be just suicide.

Inside the tent, Bartel, the barbarian general at the peak of the Danhua realm, was talking with Hiroshima, a fourth-grade top-grade formation master from the Wushuang Dynasty.

"General, don't you want to go and take a look?" Hiroshima asked after taking a sip of the wine in his hand.

"What are you looking at? He's just a clown. With Hu Yanshi here, nothing unexpected will happen."

"We have already killed eight monks who sneaked in to gather information these days, so these two won't make a difference."

When he heard Hiroshima's question, Battelle sneered.

"By the way, Master Guang, how is the formation here arranged? When the Grand Marshal returns, we will have to retreat two thousand miles. This is the territory of the Linyue Dynasty."

Hiroshima stroked his beard, a cunning glint in his eyes, and smiled evilly:

"General, rest assured. With the help of the Imperial Master, we have set up a fifth-tier low-grade killing formation, six fourth-tier blasting formations, and more than a dozen third-tier attack formations."

"If the Linyue Dynasty arrives without a fifth-level formation master, it will be impossible to detect them. When the Linyue Dynasty army arrives, the consequences will be..."

"Hahaha!"

Bater laughed loudly. He seemed to see countless soldiers of the Linyue Dynasty being strangled by the formation, with corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowing like rivers.

"As long as we can severely damage the Linyue Dynasty's army, our future attacks will be much easier." Hiroshima added excitedly.

The two smiled at each other, and saw the ambition and desire in each other's eyes.

"Also, did you know that a princess from the Linyue Dynasty sneaked into the vicinity of Python City? Now she's said to have escaped into the Frost Realm."

Bartel said with a smile.

"I really don't know about this, but if we can capture a princess of the Linyue Dynasty alive, that would be an exciting thing." Hiroshima replied with a smile.

Zhang Chentian was shocked, with anger and worry mixed together. He didn't hear the rest of the words at all.

"If they succeed, the Linyue Dynasty army will be devastated. I must bring this information back."

However, just like that, the sharp Hiroshima suddenly sensed a trace of spiritual fluctuation, and his eyes were as fast as lightning.

"Who is eavesdropping here!" Hiroshima shouted.

"not good!"

Zhang Chentian secretly cursed himself for being careless and not controlling his emotions, which led to a slight leak of his aura.

"Relax, don't resist!"

Just when Zhang Chentian didn't know what to do, Xiaota's voice rang out.

The next moment, Zhang Chentian appeared in the Jiuxuan Star Tower.

"Little tower, this way the Nine Profound Star Tower won't be discovered by those two people, right?" Zhang Chentian asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, there will be no accidents with me here. They are just two ants who are not even in the spiritual realm. They can't be discovered."

Hearing this, Xiaota said confidently.

outside world.

"What's wrong? Master Guang, have you discovered something?"

"No, maybe I was overly alert and didn't notice anything. Come on, let's continue drinking!"

Hiroshima carefully sensed his surroundings and found nothing, so he turned to look at Bater and said.

"Hahaha, how is it possible that someone could sneak in here? Maybe you're too tired from setting up the formation these days. Since you have nothing to do these two days, just take a good rest."

Bartel laughed out loud.

"Well, anyway, the formation has been set up and I can indeed rest for two days."

Zhang Chentian breathed a sigh of relief in the tower. Fortunately, the small tower helped him, otherwise he would have been doomed this time.

At this time, Bartel and Hiroshima outside had no idea that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Zhang Chentian was thinking about what to do next in the small tower.

He must send this information out as soon as possible, otherwise the army of the Linyue Dynasty will face great danger.