Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#949 - Mobilizing troops

Li Chengfeng burst into laughter, the sound like a spring breeze across the lake, filled with endless joy and heroism.

His eyes were like torches, and he said firmly, "Time is of the essence, we must summon our forces immediately.

This campaign against the North Sea must result in its complete capture.

I will mobilize all our strength to show the North Sea what we are capable of!"

"What? You want to mobilize all our forces to attack the North Sea?" Du Yutong's face showed a surprised expression, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

"That's right!" Li Chengfeng's tone was firm and unquestionable, "Issue the order immediately to prepare everyone.

Of course, we must also leave a portion of our forces to guard and ensure the safety of the sect.

The remaining half-step God Transformation experts will follow me to the North Sea.

Also, gather the Myriad Demon Emperor, the masters of the Wind and Cloud Sect, and mobilize ten thousand forbidden-armored cultivators.

This time, we must take the North Sea!"

Du Yutong immediately clasped her fist in salute, her voice strong and powerful: "As you command!"

Before her voice faded, her figure flashed and shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.

This was a military operation, and there could be no carelessness or negligence.

Li Chengfeng waited quietly.

After a moment, the Myriad Demon Emperor and Zuo Lengchan arrived, piercing through the air.

Their eyes were bright and their expressions were solemn.

As soon as they saw Li Chengfeng, they immediately came forward and clasped their fists in salute: "Greetings, Patriarch of Myriad Laws!"

Immediately afterward, they changed their expressions, their faces full of smiles, and said: "Greetings, esteemed teacher.

Teacher, please accept our respects."

Li Chengfeng smiled lightly, waved his hand, and a gentle force lifted them up.

He said in a calm tone: "Spare me the formalities.

You must immediately return and mobilize your forces to join me in the campaign against the North Sea, without fail."

The two agreed and immediately took action.

Before long, the forces from the Wind and Cloud Sect, the Cold Ice Mountain, and the Myriad Demon Mountain were all assembled.

Among these thirty thousand troops, there were both demon clan powerhouses and human elites, all skilled in forbidden armor, their momentum like a rainbow.

With a thought, Li Chengfeng controlled all these elite soldiers in the palm of his hand.

Their eyes were bright, their morale was high, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.

Xiao Mowen, the Sect Leader of the Wind and Cloud Sect, and Ding Wuyan also came here, their eyes filled with admiration and trust as they looked at Li Chengfeng.

They had not expected Li Chengfeng to have such extraordinary achievements and courage, which completely put their minds at ease.

Xiao Mowen said to Li Chengfeng: "You must be careful and cautious on your way to conquer the North Sea.

You don't need to worry about the affairs of the sect.

Leave it all to me to manage.

Go and fight with peace of mind!"

Li Chengfeng nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with determination and domineering spirit, and said in a deep voice, "Very well, then I will trouble Sect Leader Xiao Mowen with the safety and affairs of the sect.

Leave the rest to me, Li Chengfeng, to handle.

This time, I will not only lead all the human cultivators to completely destroy the North Sea, a great threat to our heart, but also see what the other continents' forces mean to do.

If they are sensible and obediently come to help, then so be it.

But if they harbor any侥幸 thoughts, attempt to reap the benefits without sowing, or dare to kick me when I'm down, and trip me up from behind,

Then I, Li Chengfeng, will never be as kind and soft-hearted as Ancestor Qing Ning."

Li Chengfeng's tone became cold and cruel, and he continued, "Whoever dares to engage in petty actions behind my back, I will definitely make them pay the price, exterminate their nine generations, from the high and mighty ancestors above.

Down to the innocent three-year-old children, none will escape the calamity.

Their blood and lives will become the nourishment for the souls in my Tower of Heads, and let their souls wail in endless pain and despair!"