Damn it, what do you mean you injured the half-step legendary strongman of Wuya Pavilion?

Are you kidding me, bro?

That is a half-step legend, not a cat or a dog, but a powerful existence that is qualified to create an eighth-level force.

Both are in the natural disaster realm, and a late-stage powerhouse like Xisai, who is at the seventh level of natural disaster, probably won't be able to withstand a single move in front of the opponent.

And Lu Yuan actually said that he injured someone?

At this moment, the six natural disaster servants in the hall were all shaken, and even more, it was unbelievable.

"Hey, the Supreme Elder of Wuya Pavilion originally wanted to use the Black Ape Clan as a springboard to slowly erode the entire desert continent. He didn't want to encounter our Holy Son in this green mountain in the first battle. In the end, he had no choice but to surrender.

Able to escape in embarrassment."

On the side, Tolu snorted, with undisguised disdain on his face.

It was as if he had beaten away the half-step legendary strongman of Wuya Pavilion.

"Is what the master said true?"

Seeing Tolu's arrogant look, the six natural disaster servants couldn't help but flash this idea.

However, if a person in the mortal realm can defeat a half-step legend, could it be that his master was trained by the true god force?

The True God is the most powerful existence among all races.

And not all races can have true gods and strong men sitting in command.

Only those races that rank at the top have such strong men.

"Okay, whether it's true or not, you just need to know that the half-step legendary powerhouse from Wuya Pavilion will not be able to set foot in the barren valley again in a short time."

Lu Yuan waved his hand, not wanting to talk more about this issue.

How could he care so much about a mere half-step legend?

However, the battle between the two major forces will definitely affect a wide range, and Daqingshan will not be spared.

In order not to harm Chi Yu, Lu Yuan still said: "Xisai, you take a few others and set off to the barren valley immediately. You are not required to fight with the strong men in the barren valley. You only need to report the situation there to me in time."

As Lu Yuan spoke, his eyes suddenly became dark.

An invisible network connected him, Cisse and the others.

This is the Mind Web skill. Originally, the function of this skill was to allow Lu Yuan to perfectly control all connected creatures.

But as Lu Yuan's strength improved, he also explored some other uses of the spiritual network.

One of them is that there is no interval sound transmission.

The True God Realm is vast and boundless, and distance is the biggest trouble between cultivators.

Although there are some treasures that allow cultivators to communicate across endless distances, the price of such treasures is not something that a newly entered force like the Hunren tribe can afford.

Therefore, the web of the soul becomes the biggest bug here.

Moreover, connecting six people at the same time consumes six points of mental energy in one second, which puts no pressure on Lu Yuan, and the consumption cannot keep up with the recovery.

"How about it, can you hear my voice?"

When Lu Yuan's voice resounded in the minds of Xisai and others at the same time.

The six natural disaster servants were all stunned.

"Master, what are your orders?"

These people all thought that Lu Yuan was communicating with them alone, and while they were excited, they quickly replied.

"Haha, this is no ordinary voice transmission."

Lu Yuan's voice continued to ring in the minds of the six natural disaster slaves.

"This is mine...you can use it as a magical power that can communicate with you across a long distance."

"You can try the effects of magical powers."

"Supernatural power?"

When the six natural disaster realm members heard this, their mouths twitched.

Good guy, they thought too much.

I originally thought that Lu Yuan valued me, so he had to explain anything to them alone.

I don't think it was careless.

But the magical powers Lu Yuan mentioned still aroused their interest.

For these powerful people in the natural disaster realm, magical powers are not unheard of. After all, at this level, they have some trump cards.

The magical power that may transmit sounds across endless distances is not accessible to those in the natural disaster realm.

Even among those high-level forces, this kind of magical power is a secret that is not passed down and belongs to the foundation.

Regarding Lu Yuan's statement, the six natural disasters did not comment.

I just thought that this magical power of sound transmission could probably travel hundreds of miles, which is pretty good.

Lu Yuan did not explain much about this.

He just picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea and said calmly:

"Cisse, take two people with you and head to Huanggu immediately. If you encounter any situation, you must communicate with me at any time."

"Blanchard, Yaro, and Callahan, the three of you will stay in Fanxing City. Following the orders of Queen Houyue, prepare to go to other cities to select talents."

Everyone knows which of the two jobs is more dangerous, going deep behind enemy lines to detect information or working as a judge in your hometown.

Therefore, when Cisse heard that he was actually asked to inquire about the information, his expression changed.

But considering that he was the strongest among the six, he didn't say much.

Moreover, he is still Lu Yuan's slave, so he is even less qualified to refuse.

"Don't worry, I can deduct thirty years from the three of you's slave term after this trip."

Lu Yuan saw Xisai's bitter face and added another sentence.

"Thirty years?"

When Xisai heard this, his previous depression suddenly disappeared, and a bright smile filled his face.

"Master, my subordinates will definitely fulfill their mission."

"Master, I can actually do this kind of work of detecting information!"

On the sidelines, Blanchard and others felt complacent when they first heard about their mission.

But as soon as Lu Yuan's thirty-year slave term reduction was announced, Blanchard and the others became anxious.

This is thirty years.

Although in the eyes of those who are strong in natural disasters, thirty years is a blink of an eye.

But that was when I was alone and free.

How can you be a slave to others and just snap your fingers for a moment? Is it like living like a year?

"Okay, I've made up my mind, let's leave it at that. Just do whatever you have to do."

Lu Yuan frowned, stopped Blanchard and the others, and waved all six of them out of the hall.

"Tolu, ask Marcus to come see me now."

After everyone left, Lu Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and said to Tolu, who had been silent next to him.

"Yes, Lord Holy Son."

Tolu nodded slightly and retreated, and soon called Marcus over.

"Lord Holy Son, are you looking for me?"

After Marcus came to the living room, he respectfully clasped his fists towards Lu Yuan.

"Yes, you should know why I called you here, right?"

Lu Yuan smiled.

When Marcus heard this, his respectful expression turned into a bitter smile.

He raised his head, looked at Lu Yuan and said helplessly: "Lord Holy Son, it's not that I don't teach you, but the formation master is not as simple as imagined."

"I know that the Holy Son has unparalleled talent and can surpass Markas by a hundred streets in cultivation. However, formation mage and cultivation are different. They are two completely different systems. Without a certain foundation, it will be difficult to even get started."

"How do you know I don't have talent if you don't try?"

Lu Yuan was determined to learn the formation.

He didn't believe that even with a hundred times his experience and talent, he still couldn't solve a small formation.

"Well, since Lord Holy Son insists on doing this, I hope you won't be too disappointed when the time comes."

Marcus sighed.
To be continued...