Zhaoge City.
Huang Feihu immediately mobilized all the capable and extraordinary people because they had a treasure like the Heavenly Refining Furnace.
These capable people were all shocked.
Huang Feihu didn't even need to say anything. Without a word, he just said," F * ck!"
He immediately began to forge divine weapons in a grandiose manner.
In a month, the first batch of divine weapons was forged.
After Huang Feihu personally inspected them, he was very satisfied with the quality of these divine weapons. He immediately gathered them together.
Then, he directly selected a group of brave soldiers who were good at fighting and directly equipped these divine weapons for this army.
He even named it the Divine Barracks!
There were a total of 10,000 people!
After completing the preparations for the Divine Barracks, Huang Feihu went straight to Longevity Immortal Palace to meet Di Xin.
"Your Majesty, the God Army Camp is complete! It possessed extremely high combat strength!”
"Your Majesty, please inspect the weapons!"
Huang Feihu said with a smile.
Di Xin nodded slightly and checked the 10,000-man army.
He was very satisfied with the mental state and vigor of the God's Barracks.
"The battle at the North Sea is intense. Grand Preceptor Wen has been gone for a long time and has not returned yet!”
"That Yuan Futong is not an ordinary person!”
"Since the Divine Barracks are of great use, then let's go to the North Sea to participate in the battle!”
Di Xin pondered for a moment and said to Huang Feihu.
Huang Feihu nodded and agreed.
He immediately sent his younger brother, Huang Feibiao, over.
It had been more than ten years since Wen Zhong went to suppress the 72 dukes who had caused trouble.
This was all because Yuan Futong was one of the 72 dukes who rebelled!
Yuan Futong was no ordinary person. He was the most powerful of the seventy-two dukes.
There are countless capable men under his command.
Even when Wen Zhong personally led the army to quell the rebellion, they could not defeat him.
Instead, they fell into a stalemate.
This was also because Wen Zhong did not have the geographical advantage.
The seventy-two dukes had ruled the North Sea for many years, and no one knew better than them what areas of the North Sea could be used.
Relying on these places was enough to stall the Shang army.
Logically speaking, as a disciple of Jie School, Wen Zhong also had a wonderful technique.
He shouldn't have been dragged down by Yuan Futong like this. However, Yuan Futong was not only powerful, but he also had someone backing him.
The disciples of Chan School had already communicated with Yuan Futong a long time ago and had been secretly helping Yuan Futong.
North Sea.
The territory of the 72 dukes.
Yuan Futong was paying his respects to the Immortal of the South Pole from Chan School.
South Pole Immortal Weng was not among the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School, but his status was not weaker than the twelve Golden Immortals.
He could be said to be the true eldest senior brother of Chan School.
His cultivation was even higher than Guang Chengzi, the leader of the twelve Golden Immortals.
"Wen Zhong must have heard about the chaos in Zhaoge City!”
"Recently, we've been a little anxious to send troops!”
"If I continue to maintain this, I'll definitely be able to distract him!”
Yuan Futong said with a smile.
Immortal Weng of the South Pole narrowed his eyes and said lightly,""Not enough!"
"What I want is not to defeat Wen Zhong, but to use Wen Zhong's identity to attract all the disciples of Jie School!”
Wen Zhong was the Grand Preceptor of the Shang Dynasty, but he was also a third-generation disciple of Jie School. He was also a disciple of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, one of the direct disciples of Jie School.
Therefore, his status in Jie School was not weak. He could even call many senior and junior brothers to help.
This was the result that Chan School wanted.
In this way, the disciples of Jie School could enter the tribulation one after another.
After that, he would kill all of them and automatically make up for the great tribulation.
"I've already done my best!" Yuan Futong sighed.”
"But this Wen Zhong is also a person with magic power. He's really not easy to deal with!”
Compared to Yuan Futong, Wen Zhong was still better.
After all, Wen Zhong was a disciple of Jie School.
Yuan Futong didn't have any orthodoxy. He only had some top-notch methods among mortals.
In this way, they were at a disadvantage in a confrontation.
If not for the constant help of the Chan School immortals, Yuan Futong and the seventy-two dukes would not have been able to hold on for long. Sooner or later, they would have been quelled by Wen Zhong.
In the camp of the Shang army.
Wen Zhong also noticed that something was wrong.
Logically speaking, with Yuan Futong's methods, he should be able to resist him, but he definitely wouldn't be able to resist for too long.
However, after exchanging blows with Yuan Futong a few times, Wen Zhong realized that Yuan Futong was really too difficult to deal with.
He had used his divine power several times and was clearly about to succeed, but he was always dodged or dealt with by Yuan Futong.
"I heard that Zhaoge City has recovered!”
"I just don't know when I can rush back!”
Wen Zhong said with some worry.
He had wanted to go back when Zhaoge City was invaded by demons.
However, he really couldn't get away from the North Sea.
If he were to leave directly, with the strength here, he would not be able to withstand the counterattack of the seventy-two dukes. At that time, all his efforts would be for naught!
The entire Shang Dynasty would fall into chaos.
After all, Xi Qi was also in a rebellion!
Wen Zhong was concerned about the court and wanted to return as soon as possible.
However, Yuan Futong didn't give him the chance. As long as he realized that he couldn't win, he would use the stalling tactic.
In this way, Wen Zhong would be the one in trouble.
"Report! General Huang Feibiao had led his army to reinforce them!”
Someone outside reported.
Wen Zhong's eyes lit up, but then he felt that something was wrong.
He knew very well how many soldiers the Shang Dynasty had.
Xi Qi still needed the army to suppress it, so there definitely wouldn't be many troops here.
Soon, Huang Feibiao entered the tent.
"Greetings, Grand Preceptor!" He cupped his hands.
"How many men did you bring?" Wen Zhong nodded slightly and asked.”
"10,000 soldiers of the Divine Weapons Battalion!" Huang Feibiao laughed.”
Wen Zhong was a little surprised. Only ten thousand people?
He had thought that there would be at least a million soldiers, but now there were only ten thousand.
It was just 10,000 people. What use could they have?
One had to know that there were a lot of people from the seventy-two dukes.
A mere 10,000 people were completely useless in battle!
"Don't worry, Grand Preceptor. The weapons and armors of these ten thousand people are all top-notch!”
"It's not an exaggeration to say that they are the strongest army in Great Shang!”
Huang Feibiao hurriedly said when he saw the disappointment on Wen Zhong's face.
"There are no more than millions of dukes in the seventy-two routes!" Wen Zhong sighed.”
"A mere 10,000 people is better than nothing!”
Huang Feibiao was helpless. He looked around and whispered,"This is an army that was only gathered after receiving guidance from a High Immortal comparable to a Saint!”
Wen Zhong was shocked.
Immortals comparable to Saints?
Could it be that the grandmaster had made a move?
But it was impossible for grandmaster to get involved in this kind of battle between juniors!
Wen Zhong didn't think too much about it.
The next day.
Yuan Futong led the seventy-two armies to confront Wen Zhong again.
The armies of both sides were ready for battle. Huang Feibiao led the God's Barracks to participate in the battle.
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