Zhang Yi broke into Bharata's territory with only the people around him, making the eight tribes and Bharata's army dare not pursue him.

This is enough proof.

At this time, the Bharata Bahowala Temple.

The Eight Immortals gathered here, and Anand, the Bharata prophet with the title of "Indra", led everyone to complete the sacrifice to the three gods.

Behind him, the leaders and cadres of the eight tribes gathered here, wearing gorgeous high-caste costumes.

This sacrifice is very important because Indra will make a prediction here and decide whether they should go to Fremons.

Now, the Devas and the Eight Immortals urgently need to achieve a great victory to consolidate their position in the hearts of the people of Bharata.

After all, they were severely slapped in the face by Zhang Yi during their last invasion of the Southwest Region.

Not only have they become a laughing stock internationally, but even at home, strict blockades have been unable to completely stop the spread of news.

Many people have learned that Emperor Shitian avoided fighting with Zhang Yi and let him leave.

Indra stood in front of everyone, closed his eyes and activated his ability.

The prophet's ability is his supernatural power, but it is not produced after the catastrophe. It is innate.

He seemed to have an innate ability to see through some hazy visions of the future.

Although it is impossible to fully see into the future, being able to glimpse the changes in a corner of the world is enough for Bharata to gain the upper hand through clues.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, turned around and smiled at everyone's expectant gaze.

"The Three-Phase God has given me guidance!"

“This time we are in Fremons, we will get a huge harvest!”

The strange people of the Eight Tribes showed relaxed smiles on their faces and nodded happily at each other.

"Great! We really need this opportunity to let the whole world see how powerful Bharata is!"

"Just being the king of South Asia is no longer enough to realize our ambitions!"

"Lord Indra, please take us there this time! Give us a chance to prove ourselves!"

"And us dragons!"

……

Everyone was chattering, their eyes filled with eagerness, hoping to follow Indra to Fremons.

But Indra was smiling and his eyes only glanced at the faces of a few people.

This is a big war, and what matters is not the number of people who go, but their strength.

The ability index is one of the criteria.

They also need to have extensive combat experience and a smart mind to be able to deal with various emergencies in unfamiliar areas.

He finally stretched out his hand and pointed at two people among the crowd.

"This time, two people will act with me."

"Asura, and Garuda!"

Everyone's attention immediately focused on [Garuda] Gao Changkong and a shirtless man next to him with dark skin, but a sturdy and evil-looking figure.

A stranger in the crowd frowned and said, "We can understand taking Asura with you. But what about Garuda as well?"

There is always a fierce and resentful light in Asura's eyes.

Among the Eight Divisions, his strength is second only to Indra.

He had competed with Indra for this title in the past, but unfortunately he was defeated in the end.

Gao Changkong lowered his eyes, "Praise the Three-phase God, thank you for your favor, Emperor of Heaven!"

There was a fleeting glint of something special in his eyes.

Among the eight tribes, the Gandharvas stood up and said dissatisfiedly, "Emperor of Heaven, are you really going to take Garuda with you? After all, he is a foreigner!"

Gao Changkong was able to join the Eight Clans entirely because his strength had reached the level of Ipsilon.

However, everyone understood that he was an outsider. Even if he had "abandoned the dark and joined the light," he still had some reservations.

Seeing that such an important operation was being carried out, everyone felt that it was not very appropriate to bring him along.

Indra had a gentle smile on his face. "This is the will of the gods! Taking them with us is the most appropriate choice."

Of course he knew that Gao Changkong was an unstable factor.

But precisely because of this, he has always been on guard against this guy.

Perhaps because of his abilities, Indra often feels like he cannot see through Gao Changkong.

Now they are going to Fremons, and he wants to take Gao Changkong with him.

Only by keeping him under my nose can I feel at ease.

Moreover, if danger arises, letting this foreigner serve as cannon fodder is undoubtedly the best option.

But there was one thing he didn't know.

After Gao Changkong arrived in Bharata, he had an ability that he had never revealed to anyone.

That is the reincarnation deduction of the [Dhyana Seal] in the Heavenly Dance Wheel.

……

The Snowpiercer headed north, passed through several regions, and arrived at the edge of the Northeast Region.

Driving out from underground, the light in front of us became brighter, and what came into view was a vast and desolate snowfield.

The sun was not visible in the sky, only gray and even pale clouds reflected the earth.

The whole world seemed to have fallen into silence, like the gray and white screen after failing a game.

Deng Shentong glanced at the satellite map and said, "We're almost at the Bailong River."

His hand was on the communication device, as if sending a message.

Soon, he said to Zhang Yi, "The contact person is nearby."

Zhang Yi nodded slightly, not particularly concerned.

The Snowpiercer was unable to cross the border and simply stopped at a station in front of the Bailong River.

Zhang Yi and others got off the train. The biting cold wind blew on them outside. The whistling wind was like countless mandrills howling in the air, which made people's scalps numb.

Zhang Yi had no doubt that if they did not have the most cold-proof combat uniforms and armor at this time, the cold wind alone would be able to cut the skin of ordinary people.

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