Chapter 380 - Roar, Roar
Chapter 380: Roar, Roar
Chen Ming wanted to snatch the victory right under the other parties’ noses. But only now he found this tactic impractical. It would take him a three-months-long journey from Expansion Star to Devil Gate Star, even with the added power of the immortal beasts.
If Heavenly Court and Jade Lake entered the Devil Gate, all the souls would be sucked in their Soul Beads then escaping with it as far as possible. Preying on the Soul Bead carrier would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
Chen Ming disliked mishaps. Plus, he now had the power to back up his attack.
With all in order, all that remained was for Chen Ming to give the marching order.
Chen Ming’s eye turned to the savage-looking Li Suyi, bare-chested and beast leather tied to his waist. I say, this bloke’s body is tall alright, and quite buffed to boot.
Li Suyi kneeled before Chen Ming, who held a bowl of dye. He smeared Li Suyi’s body, complementing his savage look even further and turning him into a veritable barbarian.
Chen Ming spoke as he worked, “Are the Blood Pills ready for this campaign?”
“We have a half a year supply, enough for this journey!”
A half a year supply was in fact quite short in a star war. But this was a consequence to the few cultivators Yan Mountain had under control.
With an adequate number of cultivators, such a thing like Blood Pill wouldn’t pose any problems.
Chen Ming continued, “Bear in mind, from henceforth you’re a Blade. When speaking with me you shall only ever use the beast language.”
Li Suyi nodded, “Worry not Master. I will remember.”
Disciples went before him one after the other, waiting for Chen Ming to bestow their bodies with art. The immortals were watching this event unfold with trembling eyes, “They’ve gone mad. They’re turning into renegades!”
“Just look at them! They’ve turned coats and will definitely be marching to war!”
“Who is their target?”
“Is it the Devil Gate? But that isn’t right. It’s four months’ travel from here. Even if it’s a raid, it will take them at least three months to get there. With how many Heavenly Court guards are on the way, there’s no way they can reach it!”
As Chen Ming finished covering the last disciple with body paint, he removed himself from the scene and let Li Suyi take charge.
Chen Ming returned to Yan Mountain branch and put on the Faceless mask. He might not get the chance to remove it until the end of the war.
Chen Ming was in his hall attending to his retainers, Bu Liuhen, Yang Hunm and Dark Star Lord, Lu Qingxuan. The three bowed in reverence, “Greetings, Sire Faceless!”
Chen Ming no longer tarried, speaking with resolution, “I want to let this part of the Galaxy, its people, know that I have arrived!”
The three kneeled with deference, “We will follow Sire Faceless’ order to the letter!”
Chen Ming nodded, “Lu Qingxuan, begin.”
Lu Qingxuan’s twisted his lips into a smile, “I’ve been waiting three hundred years for Sire. I won’t let you down!”
With Lu Qingxuan’s disappearance, Chen Ming turned to the other two, “Prepare the rescue!”
Lu Qingxuan left his hall on the Dark Star and addressed the kneeling masses of assassins.
With a wave, a mask covered his face, “Send the order to all hiding in the shadows, begin!”
Each assassin began setting a piece of paper on fire.
More than two thousand assassins donned masks while Lu Qingxuan raised his fifteen-foot-long Heaven-drawn Halberd, “You have three days to clear the path between Scarlet Dragon Star River and Vile Dragon Star River! Set out!”
A black-garbed man on a star next to Obsidian Temple, a Heavenly Court’s garrison, watched the paper in his hand burnt to nothing with a dazed look. The team leader turned to his men, “We have our orders, move out! Seize the star!”
After wearing their masks, they came out of alleyways and stormed Heavenly Court’s immortals!
Cries and shouts reverberated along the main street as the crowd of cultivators watched in fear the pack of black-garbed men fall on Star Lord’s residence like rain.
“What’s happening?”
“What are they doing?”
“Are they staging a coup?”
A thousand-year-old cultivator’s legs turned to mush and collapsed, “They are all wearing masks! The Faceless, the Faceless has once again descended!”
This constellation had a whole legend around Faceless. Despite their quick deaths, it was by no means related to Heavenly Court and Jade Lake. Their deaths came out of the blue to others, with a high chance of dying at the hands of fellow Faceless.
Regardless of the time when Heavenly Court and Jade Lake were at each other’s throat, the Faceless always held the advantage. Now, another one sprung up.
No one dared to linger on the streets, in fear of dying under the hands of Faceless’ men.
“Faceless has arrived! The constellation shall be plunged into an endless bloodbath!”
Just two hours later, a handful of assassins came out of the bloody Star Lord’s mansion, “Star Lord is dead, go and welcome the army at the path to immortality!”
Obsidian Star.
Chen Ming’s shadow drifted into being next to Li Suyi. His nod let him know the path to immortality was clear. Li Suyi placed his own mask on with a swish of his hand, soon followed by the rest three thousand disciples. The immortals in the Obsidian Temple were no fools.
Feng Lu’s cup slipped his hands, shattering into a thousand pieces, “Faceless! They’re all Blades!”
The immortals were rooted to the spot, “It’s actually Faceless!”
“The constellation will never find peace!”
“Heavenly Court and Jade Lake’s rule has come to an end…”
Li Suyi sat astride a golden-purple lion and threw out his arm, “Roar, roar (march)!”
Roars of all manner joined the echo, shaking the clouds. Beneath the black night, fifty thousand immortal beasts marched on the path to immortality!
The horde streaked the skies and arrived on the next star in but moments. All the cultivators could see was a wave of immortal beasts shrouding the heavens.