In fact, the Sword Emperor still lies in the tomb, which also relates to the difference in body refining. In the recent great tide of God and Demon awakening, he didn't catch up because he mainly focused on the sword body. Unlike the blind, who can even discard the body and use the Heavenly Book as the body without any concern.

Zhao Changhe thought Yue Hongling had a bit of a desire to leave again this time, but unlike before when she wanted to roam the world without a goal, this time she had a specific destination: she wanted to take a look at the Sword Emperor's Tomb.

With her current cultivation, she really doesn't need to cling to Zhao Changhe to go... They'll arrange it when everyone's time allows, as it is indeed something that should be put on the agenda, otherwise, it's always like a ticking time bomb buried there.

Since the Divine Brilliance Sect indicated there's no God Demon to fight, Zhao Changhe put down his worries, and after finishing things here, he could go visit there. Then he picked up the previous topic: "You said the Modong Tribes had come to bow down, what about other regions?"

"Others have come too, but with much less sincerity. For example, the Modong brought cattle, sheep, and treasures, while others just sent an envoy to express submission. What's the use of that, we're all mixing in the worldly society, do they think we're stupid?"

"Of course, they still think we can't control them." Zhao Changhe asked, "Have there been any updates from the Vermilion Bird Venerable lately?"

"...You're still calling her the Vermilion Bird Venerable?"

"Calling that for you, to avoid you getting beaten for calling her wrong."

"...Thank you so much." Xue Canghai clasped his hands: "There's no news from the Venerable for now, but there's an envoy from General Huangfu reporting that they've broken the royal court, capturing all its members. Now they're plowing through, mainly looking for the whereabouts of large tribes like the Vulture Tribe. He's already wiped out two tribes, but they haven't found where the Vulture Tribe went yet. I'd say, Huangfu Yongxian is really ruthless, huh, it might take twenty to thirty years for the grassland to recover from this."

"Why do you sound a bit envious... Aren't you afraid Lie will possess you?"

"Honestly, when the Blood God appeared, I was terrified because I knew if he wanted to possess me, it would happen effortlessly, and I would be like a prepared vessel for him... this feeling is very horrifying. But I'm not willing to give up like Old Sun... After all, I've trained this thing to the point of Secret Treasure, and then to give it up..."

Zhao Changhe understood Xue Canghai's dilemma very well. He had long known that the Blood Evil Power was problematic, yet he could only keep cultivating back then... And for him, since he wasn't proficient in Blood Evil, quitting was easier, whereas Xue Canghai, having specialized in it to the level of Secret Treasure, found it hard to turn back and could only keep going down this path.

"I think Lie should be fine; his mind doesn't seem to be focused here..." Zhao Changhe pondered: "You continue practicing for now, I'll see what happens the next time I contact him."

"Alright." Xue Canghai laughed: "Frankly, we're all following you now... we go wherever you guide us."

"I do know where the Vulture Tribe went." Zhao Changhe patted his shoulder: "Take a rest, I'll go and come back."

Xue Canghai: "Huh?"

Just as he was about to ask, Zhao Changhe disappeared without a trace.

His movement technique has become more mysterious; Xue Canghai rubbed his eyes for a long time but still couldn't discern Zhao Changhe's movement trajectory or where he disappeared from.

Wind Control, Light Manipulation, Divine Descent... Ye Wuzong's movement technique, Snow Eagle's movement technique... The more things are indirectly borrowed, the more one's self-exertion and application grow with the increase in cultivation and knowledge. Now Zhao Changhe's movement technique aligns with his will. Even Jiuyou couldn't capture his fleeting shadow in that instant, let alone Xue Canghai.

Zhao Changhe now became increasingly understanding of Xia Longyuan... Before forming his own unique martial arts, one keeps pondering about what nice name to shout once they own it. But when finally having it, there's no desire to name it. If there's no intention to pass it down to future generations, there's no need to name it deliberately.

His direction was all the way to the Northwest... Having now conquered the Divine Mountain, grasping its mysteries, the flow of the Power of Faith and Qi Veins across the grassland was all within sight. Zhao Changhe could detect where the Power of Faith stubbornly clung to the Longevity Heaven, which parts were fading, and even parts transferring to himself.

Among them, some originally had faith in him, clearly only possibly from Huangfu Qing's army, which was the Four Symbols Sect's faith in the Emperor Ye.

Particularly interesting was that Huangfu Qing herself, as the Vermilion Bird Venerable, didn't believe...

Who would have faith in that guy, fighting life and death outside, and as soon as he turned his head, the guy went to the wedding chamber.

At least wait until I'm a bit farther away! Infuriating.

Fuming, Huangfu Qing spread a map across the commander's tent, too annoyed to curse the man. Her delicate brows furrowed tightly. Huangfu Shaozong and other lieutenants sat silently aside, everyone feeling somewhat awkward.

Without Zhao Changhe's guidance, they had been out sweeping for three days without finding a single tribe; Sisi's Eagle Tamer was of no use here either, whether it was migration or an illusion, it was unknown.

More embarrassingly, everyone's morale had dwindled. After breaking Langjuxu Mountain, there was a sense of slackness from top to bottom, not to mention the celebration feast hadn't even been held yet, and they rushed out to plow through. If they found someone, fine, but after days with no gains, naturally, the energy dispersed. So much so that when Huangfu Qing convened the generals to discuss the next move, no one responded for a long time.

Huangfu Qing furrowed her brows, raised her gaze, phoenix eyes filled with a cold gleam: "What's the matter, cat got your tongues? Didn't each one of you have plenty to say during the march, all with the intent to lead and make decisions for me?"

"Well…" The generals chuckled awkwardly: "That was when we were less informed before, knowing now that the Commander has unfailing strategies, we naturally dare not offer more opinions."

"Enough with that nonsense." Huangfu Qing locked eyes with her younger brother: "What about you? You've gone mute too?"

Huangfu Shaozong could only say: "Father's envoy reported not finding the Vulture Tribe either... I suppose, given the name Vulture, the tribe should excel in movements and reconnaissance."

"The most evident trait of a vulture is scavenging." Huangfu Qing sneered: "We're not just looking for the Vulture Tribe; finding their Vulture Hunting Teeth makes it highly likely we'll find Tie Muer. Because Vulture Hunting Teeth wants to find Tie Muer even more than we do, and they're more experienced. If my predictions are correct, they might be in contact now."

The generals remained silent, inwardly agreeing with the Commander's judgment. But what could they do, they hadn't brought out prisoners to assist for no reason, not to mention prestigious shamans from the Divine Hall, neither found anything. What solutions did they have?

Huangfu Qing glanced at the shamans sitting listlessly in the tent, sneering. Were they truly unable to find it, or were they slacking? Hard to say.

Yet, if they could locate them without needing these shamans and execute a brilliant annihilation, basically, it would firmly secure the hearts of people on the grassland from all sides.

Unfortunately, the Commander-in-chief had to admit, achieving this short-term was impossible... Northern Desert was too vast, and Ba Tu's guides only knew the road to the Holy Mountain and the royal court, how much more could they know of other areas? Previously, seemingly assisted by divine intervention in various battle judgments, was truly god-assisted, his name was Zhao Changhe.

"Vexing." Huangfu Qing gritted her pearly white teeth: "Is he that hungry, instantly cloistering as soon as there's free time... After finishing my tasks, can't I accompany you? If capable, come over now, I'll keep you company in the commander's tent..."

In her thoughts, just as the silhouette swayed in front of her, Zhao Changhe appeared in the tent.

Huangfu Qing: "..."

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