Chapter 489: Chapter 408: Before the Battle

Now that such a good opportunity lay before them, they would definitely not let it go.

Even though he knew what those people would do upon receiving this letter, he still decided to disclose the information. Those people were blinded by greed, and Wuyouzi didn’t care about their life or death. As long as he could use them to create a chance to release his disciple, that was all that mattered.

And so, the mysterious letter, after several twists and turns, finally ended up in the hands of a group of mysterious cultivators.

The person leading them held the letter, trembling with excitement.

"Is this real?" he murmured to himself.

The thing he had longed for was now in his hands, and it even made this crafty and calculative man feel an incredible sense of disbelief deep in his heart.

He had coveted the Immortal Transformation Pond for many years, almost to the point of madness, yet he still knew so little about it.

As a critical location of the Heavenly Court, the Immortal Transformation Pond was not only tightly guarded but also employed the most advanced techniques of the Three Realms. Even if one managed to infiltrate, it would still take a short time to truly grasp its essence.

Therefore, even though he had plotted for many years and gathered some intelligence, the information was scant. The letter in front of him claimed to have completely deciphered the Immortal Transformation Pond, which sounded like the delusions of a madman.

He shook as he opened the letter, quickly scanning the information within.

The more he read, the more astonished he became. Having studied the Immortal Transformation Pond for many years, he could tell at a glance that the information was true, and all the previously unclear details became instantly clear, giving him a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

However, as he read further, his expression became grave. He had obviously realized that the key to the Immortal Transformation Pond still lay in the core personally crafted by the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord.

That was the true source of the Immortal Transformation Pond’s miraculous power. Without it, the so-called Immortal Transformation Pond would be nothing more than a pipe dream.

"How about it, is the letter trustworthy?" The people around him looked at him with hopeful faces, eager to get the answer they desired.

The Feathered Immortal Daoist nodded slightly.

Expressions of surprise instantly appeared on everyone’s faces. One of them, even more excited, said, "Haha, it’s like finding a treasure without even looking for it. With this, why should we bother risking a trip to the Heavenly Court?"

But the Feathered Immortal Daoist sighed and said, "You’re mistaken. With this information, we should go to the Heavenly Court even more."

After he spoke, he handed the letter to the people around him. They passed it around, each becoming more serious as they read.

After all the twists and turns, they still couldn’t avoid danger and had to go to the Heavenly Court.

"Can’t we do without that thing? With so many of us, can’t we just replicate it?" The previously jubilant person shouted with some annoyance.

The Feathered Immortal Daoist shook his head slightly and said, "That was personally refined by the Elderly Lord. Without a sample, who among us has the skill to replicate it?"

"But the Heavenly Court has just won against the Demon Clan. If we attack now, how is it any different from committing suicide."

The others nodded in agreement, aware that the Heavenly Court’s morale had been boosted by the great victory.

"I beg to differ. As far as I know, the Demon Clan hasn’t been severely injured. On the contrary, they willingly gave up their position. I don’t believe they lack a contingency plan. The Heavenly Court thinks they’ve won, but I suspect they’ll soon be proven wrong. Let’s continue to wait. I have a feeling that our opportunity is coming very soon," said the Feathered Immortal Daoist gravely, his voice carrying an unprecedented determination.

At this moment, another person also spoke softly, "I’ve heard as well. The Demon Clan doesn’t seem to be panicked. It’s as if they had anticipated today’s situation a long time ago. Perhaps the Demon Clan’s counterattack will come much sooner than we think."

These words immediately sparked a heated discussion, and finally a consensus was reached, which was that the Demon Clan must still have a trick up their sleeve; that’s why they had proactively given up the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range to preserve their strength.

And when the front line plunged into a fierce battle once again, that would be their own people’s opportunity.

Above the Northern Sea, at this time, dark clouds shrouded the sky. Thick layers of clouds stacked atop one another, looking somewhat terrifying.

The fierce wind howled, and suddenly, huge waves rose on the originally calm sea surface. The ocean showed its most violent side at this moment, and the formidable power of nature caused countless Aquatic Races to dive into the depths of the sea, hiding from the impending storm.

It was in such weather that the Dragon Clan’s army set out, ready to launch an attack on the Demon Clan.

Countless Aquatic Races lurked in the ocean, slowly advancing toward the Demon Clan’s territory.

"Everyone, be extra careful not to be detected," Ao Ming instructed the Aquatic Races.

This time they still chose the same tactic as before, utilizing the innate abilities of the Aquatic Races to lurk in the deep sea and then launch a surprise attack.

This tactic brought out the characteristics of the Aquatic Races to the fullest, often achieving very good results. After all, among the Demon Clan of Luzhou in the North, few were adept in water, and they chose to launch an attack as the storm approached in order to maximize this advantage.

However, today they were likely to be disappointed.

Above the sea, a group of monsters were focusing intently on a mirror.

Complicated runes were drawn on that mirror, flickering dimly and brightly. The mirror surface didn’t reflect any human shapes but rather showed numerous red dots closing in.

"Enemies are approaching, eight or nine out of ten it’s those Aquatic Races; they probably used the same old tactic of sneaking in from the ocean floor," the monster holding the Treasure Mirror said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, those guys are still using the same old methods, really thinking we have no way to deal with them. Today I’ll let them see our power," the Demon King next to him snorted coldly.

In this period, although both sides were relatively restrained, battles of various sizes were not few.

For the Demon Clan, the Dragon Clan’s methods of warfare were extremely bothersome; most of their monsters were not good in water, and they found it difficult to cope with these beings that had always lived in the sea.

Especially this kind of uninterrupted harassment left them at their wits’ end, unable even to rest properly.

Luckily, this time the army supported by the Demon Court brought with them a new product from the Military Armament Department—the very mirror, whose sole purpose was to display the enemies within several tens of miles.

Thus, the Dragon Clan’s hopes of infiltrating silently had become an impossibility.

"Take the mirror and head back to our rear guard, this is a precious treasure. I had a hard time begging for it from the Great Saint, and it’s incredibly valuable, so don’t you damage it," the Demon King hastily instructed.

"Your majesty can rest assured, I know the importance. I will take this treasure away now," replied the subordinate.

"Go on then, the Military Armament Department really does have some capable people; they can make such formidable things," the Demon King said with a sigh.

"Does your majesty know where this Military Armament Department is located?" the little demon asked out of curiosity.

After all, currently, the Military Armament Department is the most mysterious place in the entire Demon Court, with nobody knowing its whereabouts.