You were taken hostage, why pursue the Enemy's Empress?

The surging sword intent lasted for a full hour.

The longer it lasted, the happier Ji Tong became, and the more valiant his subordinates became.

Thinking about the battle against the demons and having such fierce generals under his command, he felt extremely invigorated. His Black Armor Legion was all trained in the Capital of the Great Ming, and after being tamed, their willpower became unwavering. On the battlefield, no matter how dire the situation, they would not be affected by their mindset, making them an exceptionally outstanding army.

However, there was a fatal flaw - they were too evenly matched. They were mass-produced and it was impossible for an outstanding elite to emerge.

Ji Tong was a king of the same rank, a giant of the Mohist School, and the leader of my teaching.

The king of the same rank had a wide network of contacts.

The giant of the Mohist School only had craftsmen and rangers under his command.

Under the leader of my teaching, there was a group of demon people.

But there was a lack of fierce generals skilled in warfare.

During the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference, Ying Wuji said something that left a deep impression on him. He had not had the opportunity to fight for decades, so naturally, there was no soil for cultivating fierce generals.

And because these Black Armor Legions were locked in their limits due to taming, although the Kingdoms of Wu and Yan cooperated, they could not afford to let go of such a core resource as fierce generals.

So Ji Tong was very troubled.

But now, he saw hope.

Although Ying Wuji also lacked experience in marching and fighting, with his Saintly Spirit Embryo and the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, he was born for battle. Moreover, he inherited the legacies of the Ying and Zhao families. As long as he didn't have a cowardly personality, he would grow after experiencing a few battles.

This person must be drawn in.

He must be developed into one of his own before he breaks through the realm of enlightenment.

Otherwise, it would be a huge loss to waste such a genius.

"Haha!"

Before the person arrived, laughter preceded him.

Ji Tong walked into the tent with a big smile on his face and said, "Wuji, congratulations!"

Ying Wuji put away his sword, stood up, and said lightly, "Congratulations to you too!"

Ji Tong curiously looked him over.

After the breakthrough, although his appearance hadn't changed much, his temperament had changed a lot.

He used to be very aggressive.

Now he was still very aggressive.

But the aggressiveness was different.

Before, he gave the impression of being the kind of aggressive person who would curse your ancestors at the drop of a hat, making you feel extremely uncomfortable.

Now, it was... indifferent, I will draw my sword.

Faintly, there seemed to be a hint of dominance.

Ying Wuji didn't waste words with him, gently turned his hand, and the densely packed tiny sword energy surrounded his fingertips. Each strand of sword energy was barely visible but had a strong aggressiveness. There was no sound around his hand, but it gave people the feeling of facing a sharp wind that could cut like a knife.

Ji Tong's pupils contracted slightly, not expecting Ying Wuji to be so powerful after integrating man and soldier.

This kind of tiny sword energy gave him a familiar feeling.

It was exactly Ying Shisan's Space-Cleaving Blade. Not only was it an ability to teleport through space, but it was also an extremely powerful move. Even a master skilled in defense would be extremely troubled when facing this move. The only drawback was that the movement was too large, requiring half a breath of time, enough for a master to dodge.

But Ying Wuji had modified this move, condensing the sword energy into a group.

With this slap, it was completely aimed at crushing the internal organs into minced meat.

No!

Even the minced meat couldn't be retained and would likely be swallowed up by the chaotic flow of space.

Who was this Ying Wuji?

Ying Wuji's lips curled slightly. He didn't have the talent to create martial arts, but he knew too many skills. Under the fusion of these skills, he had basically reached the point where he had no moves to defeat his moves. Except for some extremely profound divine abilities, he basically wouldn't use a single move.

He smiled faintly and said, "Now, do I have the right to share the meat with you?"

Ji Tong's smile didn't diminish as he said, "I don't like what you said. From the moment you left the Kingdom of Li, you have been my most steadfast ally. Naturally, we will share the meat together. Why would I not share the meat with you?"

"Tsk!"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but sigh, "It's still better to hear you speak, then let's do this, I want half of the things."

Ji Tong waved his hand with a smile, "Actually, it's still the same as before. Since we are allies, we naturally have to work hard and get more. You..."

"I naturally know that more work means more rewards!"

Ying Wuji interrupted him directly, smiling as he said, "But I need to know who the person is who judges this 'more work.' Also, I need to have direct contact with the person who communicates with the Celestial and Human races. Otherwise, if the information comes from you, the resources must also go through your hands. Then, what's the difference between me and a beggar?"

Ji Tong: "..."

His smile didn't diminish, but his eyes became a bit colder.