Long River Eternity

Zhan Wushuang hurried back to the office as quickly as possible. She eagerly sat down at her desk and quickly turned on the computer. After a few operations, Bai Jun's resolute and angular face appeared clearly on the computer screen.

Zhan Wushuang sat up straight, adjusted his collar, and said respectfully, "Director Bai, hello. I am Minister Zhan's secretary, Zhan Wushuang."

Bai Jun on the screen smiled slightly and responded in a steady voice: "Hello, Secretary Zhan."

Zhan Wushuang couldn't help but frown when she heard this.

This time she was talking to Bai Jun in the name of Zhan Tianqiong, but it was herself who appeared in the video.

According to common sense, even though Bai Jun is calm and composed, he should be surprised to see her instead of Zhan Tianqiong appearing on the screen.

However, the White Army acted calmly, as if they had already known that it would be Zhan Wushuang who would appear, not Zhan Tianqiong.

Zhan Wushuang was silent for two seconds, his mind racing. As if something suddenly occurred to him, he asked, "Director Bai, aren't you curious why it's me and not Minister Zhan who's in front of you now?"

Bai Jun was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on his lips. He said, "It seems that Minister Zhan didn't tell you where he was going. He actually came to Qitian Pass first, and then went to Beizhou. I naturally know that you are in charge of the situation in Zhongzhou City now."

Zhan Wushuang's eyes flashed, and he said thoughtfully: "I was right, you have indeed met Minister Zhan.

I don't understand why he went to Qitian Pass before heading to Beizhou? Did he anticipate and know in advance that Kunpeng would go to Qitian Pass?

There was a hint of doubt in his words.

Bai Jun spread his hands, a helpless look on his face, and said, "I don't know about that. But judging by Minister Zhan's style, he must have his own considerations and plans."

Zhan Wushuang's curiosity grew stronger, and he asked, "Then why did he go to Qitian Pass?"

Bai Jun's expression grew serious as he slowly spoke, "He came to Qitian Pass and did only one thing: secretly move the air conditioner away from here. This matter is extremely confidential, and as of now, I am the only one in the entire Qitian Pass who knows about it."

"What?!" Zhan Wushuang's eyes widened when he heard this, his face filled with shock. "Kong is not at Qitian Pass now?"

When Zhan Wushuang heard that Kunpeng appeared at Qitian Pass, his heart suddenly became filled with anxiety.

However, she didn't despair. After all, Qitian Pass was originally guarded by Kong. She had long heard of Kong's background and strength. Even Zhan Tianqiong admired Kong's exceptional combat prowess, which was why he was assigned to Qitian Pass, a strategic location among the eight checkpoints facing Beizhou.

However, now, Zhan Tianqiong has actually taken the powerful Kongkong away from Qitian Pass. What kind of calculation is hidden behind this is really puzzling.

Zhan Wushuang couldn't contain his inner anxiety and asked hurriedly, "Kunpeng has now appeared outside the Qitian Pass. He is an ancient monster that can rival the Tianxuan Realm masters.

Without Kong in command, the entire Qitian Pass is powerless to resist. But why do you look so anxious?

Bai Jun smiled slightly and said calmly, "What's the point of being anxious? As the commander-in-chief of Qitian Pass, I must remain calm no matter what situation I face. Only in this way can I lead my soldiers to fight bravely.

Besides, Kunpeng was only staying a dozen kilometers away from Qitian Pass and had no intention of attacking. Furthermore, Minister Zhan left a message before he left, asking us to keep everything as it was, and that someone would come to our aid when the time came."

"Someone took action? Is there another strong man in the Tianxuan Realm on our side?" Zhan Wushuang asked in surprise.

"That's unknown. In short, Minister Zhan must have made comprehensive arrangements for the situation in Qitian Pass. Relax for now. If there are any new situations, I will report to the headquarters as soon as possible." Bai Jun comforted with a smile.

"In that case, Qitian Pass will rely entirely on Commander Bai. If there is a chance, I will definitely pay you a visit to show my respect." Zhan Wushuang said respectfully, and then hung up the call.

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Wushuang seemed to have lost all his strength, and he collapsed powerlessly on the back of the chair.

She tilted her head back slightly, closed her eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air from deep in her chest, as if to expel all the heaviness that had accumulated over the past half hour.

Just over half an hour had exhausted her both physically and mentally. Every nerve in her body felt like a string stretched to the limit, ready to break at any moment.

She opened her eyes slightly and stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes empty and confused, as if the snow-white ceiling could give her the answer she wanted.

After a long moment, a long sigh escaped her lips: "Grandfather, please return with Pavilion Master Nian soon. Jiuzhou is in turmoil right now, and we need you to turn the tide. This has only just begun, and I feel like I can't hold on any longer."

However, reality is always so cruel and ruthless, and what you fear often comes true.

Before Zhan Wushuang's words faded in the air, the phone on the table rang sharply. The ringtone was like a death warrant, hitting her eardrums again and again.

Zhan Wushuang took a deep breath, his heaving chest seemed to be accumulating strength, as if he was cheering himself up.

Then she struggled to get up, reached out and picked up the phone on the table.

At that moment, it was as if an invisible force was injected into her body, and the fatigue and confusion in her eyes were swept away, replaced by a firmness like a cold star and a fortitude like steel.

She pursed her lips slightly and said concisely and forcefully, "Speak."

The report from the other end of the phone was quick and clear, and three urgent matters hit Zhan Wushuang like huge rocks.

"The situation in Beizhou City is clear. A Tianxuan Realm demon beast is leading a group of demon beasts, along with several mysterious winged humans, in a frantic siege of Beizhou City. At this rate, without timely support, Beizhou City is in imminent danger and could be breached at any moment."

"Also, news has arrived from Wanqi Pass: sounds of intense fighting are coming from the direction of the Soldiers' Tomb. The situation at the Soldiers' Tomb is unique, and we'd like to hear your opinion on whether we should send someone there to investigate."

"One last thing. According to the guards at the city's spirit summoning formation, the chaotic energy that had been shrouding the exit of the formation like a mist has suddenly vanished without a trace. However, Captain Lin, who was cultivating within the formation, has shown no activity. Should we send someone in to investigate?"

Zhan Wushuang listened to these three things. When he heard the first two, his brows furrowed tightly and a look of worry spread across his face.

But when she heard that the chaotic energy had disappeared, her eyes lit up instantly, as if she saw the dawn of hope in the darkness.

She immediately said, "I'll personally go to the spirit summoning formation. We don't need to interfere with the matter of the soldiers' tomb. As for Beizhou City, tell them that reinforcements are on the way. Tell them to defend with all their might to buy more time."

In reality, Zhan Wushuang knew what was going on. With Yang Nian in charge of the Soldiers' Tomb, she didn't need to worry too much about the situation there.

Even if Beizhou City sent someone there now, it would be too late to reverse the situation. She could only pin her hopes on Zhan Tianqiong, betting that he had already made arrangements to support Beizhou City.

Now that the chaos surrounding the spirit summoning array had dissipated, Lin Ding was likely about to emerge from seclusion. In all of Zhongzhou City, the only person she could fully trust and share her pressure was Lin Ding. She had to see Lin Ding immediately and keep him in Zhongzhou City.

During this period, keeping Zhan Tianqiong secret had exhausted her. Moreover, she had to plan the war situation for the entire Jiuzhou. She knew that if she delayed the war due to her lack of ability, she would become a sinner for the ages.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wushuang no longer hesitated. After hanging up the phone, he rushed towards the summoning formation like an arrow.

Soon, her light figure appeared at the entrance of the summoning formation.

As expected, the chaotic energy that once made people almost suffocate has now completely dissipated.

However, the spirit summoning array was completely silent, completely still. The entrance was pitch black and deep, like a bottomless abyss swallowing everything.

Zhan Wushuang quickly walked to the entrance and shouted loudly: "Lin Ding, Lin Ding! Are you still there?"

Her cries echoed in the summoning array, like a lost bird, searching in vain for a response in the darkness.

But after a long time, no other sound was heard except the echo that gradually faded away.

"Could it be that I'm too late and Lin Ding has already left?" Zhan Wushuang thought to himself, "Never mind, let's go in and find out what's going on.

Just as she tapped her jade feet and was about to leap into the spirit-summoning formation, an extremely fierce gust of wind roared out from the entrance and rushed straight into the sky.

The raging wind was like an enraged beast, carrying the force of a tidal wave. Zhan Wushuang's footing was unstable, and he subconsciously raised his hands to block it, while retreating several steps before he could barely steady himself.

When the strong wind gradually subsided, Zhan Wushuang looked towards the entrance again.

I saw Lin Ding floating above the entrance.

His eyes were closed, as if he was still immersed in cultivation.

Within a three-foot radius around him, a faint chaotic aura lingered like a soft veil.

This chaotic energy seemed to possess mysterious magic. Wherever it flowed, the space would be slightly distorted.

In that twisted space, the vague shadow of the universe appears and disappears, as if it is the mark left by the universe in this small world.

At this moment, Lin Ding seemed to be standing in a lake reflecting the starry sky. The lake was rippling due to the breeze, making his body outline have a weird yet charming distortion, as if he was in another mysterious world.