Chapter 798: Chapter 789: Returning to Mo Pavilion Again
“Elder Xiao seems quite confident in his array techniques,” Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but chuckle upon hearing the other’s words.
Elder Xiao chuckled again and said, “Receiving the Pavilion Master’s teachings in so of the true techniques of array path, if I didn’t even have this bit of confidence, what aning would all the years I spent researching arrays hold?”
“Stop bragging. The Pavilion Master told us to be cautious,” another elder stepped forward, often engaging in banter with Elder Xiao, yet sharing a close relationship in private.
“There you go again, trying to undermine ,” Elder Xiao glanced at the other.
“Alright, ti is of the essence. Let’s head back to the Mo Pavilion first, we can discuss the other matters later,” Mo Wangchen spoke directly.
Then, the group boarded the war chariot. The massive chariot could accommodate hundreds or thousands, with a spacious interior. In recent tis, the Mo Pavilion has been using these war chariots to harass the Demon God Clan and Night God Clan.
These war chariots were purchased by six elders at considerable expense, and the Mo Pavilion had at least dozens of them.
“It seems the sect has developed quite well in my absence.”
After traversing the Heavenly Vault for a while, the war chariot slowly ca to a stop over a mountain in the Heavenly Cold Mountain Range.
Mo Wangchen stepped out of the chariot, surveying the area below, where lay a giant sect. The Mo Pavilion’s scale was enormous, as it had to accommodate up to a million people, which an average size couldn’t achieve.
It’s not an exaggeration to say, in the current Heavenly Gang, the Mo Pavilion is the largest force in terms of mountain gate size.
The mountain gate resembles an ancient city, a far cry from when Mo Wangchen left, and the Mo Pavilion was only in its early stages and not fully developed.
Now upon returning, the buildings within the mountain gate were almost all complete, presenting an impressive sight.
“Buzz!”
A gap opened in the Mountain Protection Array, allowing the war chariot to slip inside.
“Welco back, Pavilion Master!”
As the chariot descended and Mo Wangchen and others stepped out, a unified cheer filled their ears, the sound rolling like thunder, stirring the divine soul.
This was a vast plaza. At present, a dense crowd stood here in neat rows, eyes gleaming with anticipation, all there to welco the Pavilion Master’s return.
“Seeing everyone’s high spirit makes happy.”
Mo Wangchen descended from the chariot, coming to the forefront of the crowd, standing on a high platform, looking at the vast power he had built single-handedly, feeling a sense of commanding the world.
Once upon a ti, he could never have imagined having this day, leading millions, daring to rival the Ancient Clan Sacred Land!
One million people, most with cultivation above the Emperor Realm—is sothing unimaginable?
It was truly unimaginable that back in Canglan, facing a small Su Family, even Su Taijiu, who hadn’t stepped into Emperor Realm Great Mahayana, could push Mo Wangchen to a dead end, nearly resulting in his fall at the Immortal Burial Land.
But now, in front of him, were countless people who could wipe out soone like Su Taijiu with a simple gesture!
At this mont, Jun Luoye, Murong Yue, and others who ca with Mo Wangchen were utterly shocked by the sight before them.
Their hearts couldn’t settle for a long ti. A young man who was once competing with them had suddenly beco a figure comparable to a Supre Saint Master—such a transformation makes one marvel at the passage of ti.
So many things catch people by surprise.
Returning to the Mo Pavilion, naturally, Mo Wangchen felt lots of emotions. He gave a lengthy ‘speech’ lasting more than half a hour, encouraging the disciples to cultivate diligently before entering the main hall alongside six elders.
“Those friends of mine should be properly arranged. Although their cultivation isn’t high, their talents are quite good, just starting lower than others.”
Mo Wangchen sat at the forefront of the main hall, wearing clean clothes, symbolizing the Pavilion Master of Mo Pavilion, designed personally by the six elders.
“Don’t worry, Pavilion Master, I’ve already dealt with it,” Elder Xiao said with a smile.
“How many people do we have outside Mo Pavilion now?” Mo Wangchen asked.
“Since receiving the order from Pavilion Master, the six of us have sent out many disciples to harass the external territories of Night God Clan and Demon God Clan. Currently, there are about 130,000 disciples outside,”
“These 130,000 are divided into countless small teams, each led by several Emperor Realm Great Mahayana experts. I specifically instructed that they should only harass and not attack forcefully for safety,”
“Is it effective?” Mo Wangchen asked again.
“Certainly,” Elder Xiao stepped forward, smiling, “The two Ancient Clans are tired of the harassnt. Initially, they would send people to chase us, but over ti, they no longer have the energy to continue the attrition. Furthermore, they sent reinforcents, but unless an Immortal Realm Great Power acts, our Mo Pavilion’s people defeated them.”
“Immortal Realm Great Power isn’t easy to deal with,” Mo Wangchen said.
“Indeed.”
“However, the two Ancient Clans are smart, knowing the purpose of our harassnt is to weaken their forces. Although they sent so Immortal Realm experts, they mainly stationed at key external territories rather than providing much support elsewhere,”
“Haha, ultimately, we can still weaken them a bit. Have Mo Pavilion disciples focus on these territories, stay hidden long-term around them, do not let their Immortal Realm experts rush back to support when we attack the Night God Clan,” Mo Wangchen said.
“The Pavilion Master plans a direct assault?” Upon hearing this, the six elders frowned.
This was the worst plan—an ancient clan standing until today, showcasing its strength, guarded by the Demon God King and Night God King, both ancient king-level experts. A direct assault wasn’t wise.
“There’s no alternative,” Mo Wangchen said.
Aotian must be rescued, even if it’s a lion’s den—the Demon God Clan laying this trap, waiting for him to jump.
“Pavilion Master, forgive my words, but what’s the success rate of a direct assault to rescue?” Elder Xiao couldn’t help but ask.
“Fifty percent!” Mo Wangchen said after a mont’s contemplation.
“Fifty percent? Really that high?”
The six were surprised, finding it hard to believe.
Mo Wangchen smiled but didn’t explain. In his Spirit Sea, there was a divine thought sealed by Yueyue, capable of striking once for him. Moreover, the Sky Demon King had ntioned helping in his assault against the Demon God Clan.
With Baiyue Saint Master’s assistance, saying fifty percent success wasn’t too much.
“When does Pavilion Master plan to act?”
Mo Wangchen said, “I’ve sent a ssage to Baiyue Saint Master. She will arrive at Mo Pavilion in a few days. Once we unite, we activate the rescue of Aotian.”
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