After receiving Xiao Yin's instructions, Chu Haoyu led everyone to kill all the soldiers of the Assassination Society.
A vast massacre lasted for unknown length of time, but at this time, what happened in the black Mosu Prison was still going on.
Lin Yun put his hand on the Martial Emperor's head, and he saw in the Martial Emperor's memory the missions that the Martial Emperor had performed.
No one, old or young, women or children was spared.
Lin Yun frowned and continued to explore the depths of his memory.
Gradually, Lin Yun saw memories about the headquarters of the Assassination Society.
At this time, the Martial Emperor let out a scream, and Lin Yun quickly withdrew his consciousness and disappeared.
Immediately, the Martial Emperor's head suddenly exploded, and blood and brains spattered on every Martial Emperor's body.
All that was left in place was a body without its head.
"Mental restriction..." Lin Yun's figure appeared again. He frowned and looked around at the group of Martial Emperors.
The president of the Assassination Society may have placed a mental restriction on each assassin's mind.
The so-called mental restriction is to parasitize one's own spiritual consciousness in someone's sea of consciousness to restrict memory.
If this person wants to tell this memory, or if someone wants to pry into this memory, this spiritual consciousness will explode from his mind.
Lin Yun sensed that things were a little tricky, but he didn't expect that even the assassin from the headquarters, the president of the Assassination Society, would show no mercy.
Lin Yun walked straight to the Martial Emperor on the other side, ignored the Martial Emperor's begging for mercy, put his hand on his head, and continued to inject his spiritual consciousness.
But the result is still the same.
When Lin Yun touches the memory about the headquarters of the Assassination Society, the spiritual consciousness deep in the memory will explode without warning.
Ten people in a row, all like this.
No matter what methods Lin Yun used, he still couldn't break through the spiritual defense that the president of the Assassination Society had parasitized on the consciousness of these people.
Lin Yun fell into deep thought. If he reached the realm of a martial saint, he could directly eliminate the consciousness left by the president of the Assassination Society in their sea of consciousness. Unfortunately, he is not yet capable of doing that.
"It's useless! If you had the cultivation of Emperor Martial... you could still find it before the divine consciousness exploded... Unfortunately, your current cultivation is not enough." No. 19 knew that there was no hope of survival, so he spoke.
Lin Yun glanced at him and remained silent.
If he had the cultivation of Emperor Wu, he could destroy a waste like the Assassination Society with one hand.
"It's really ridiculous that the former Emperor Wu... actually declined to such an extent." No. 19 mocked, looking up to the sky and laughing.
"President's meeting..." No. 19 sneered, and when he was about to continue his sarcasm, Lin Yun suddenly pulled out the Demon-Slaying Sword and slashed it out.
The attack was sharp and without warning.
This sword directly cut off the remaining eight people at the waist.
The severed space formed a terrifying space crack, absorbing all nineteen Martial Emperors into the void space.
Lin Yun twisted his neck, as if he had done something trivial.
These eighteen Martial Emperors almost destroyed the entire four sect alliance.
They never thought until their death that just one person could kill them all, and it was effortless.
After Lin Yun put away the Moxu Prison, the Assassination Society's army had been completely uprooted by Yasuo and others, leaving no trace behind.
Lin Yun walked up to Xiao Yin, knelt down, looked at her, and remained silent.
He knew that he had fallen into a trap, and it was only through a few steps that the four sect alliances lost so many lives.
"Teacher..." Xiao Yin raised her head, pursed her lips, and her eyes were red. She had cried into tears for a long time. Now she looks like an eighth-level Martial Emperor. She is just a victim.
A very aggrieved little girl.
"Take it." Lin Yun took out three tenth-grade elixirs from his arms and stuffed them directly into Xiao Yin's mouth.
At the same time, he pressed his palms on Xiao Yin's shoulders, injecting the purifying power of the true dragon's blood and healing Xiao Yin's injuries.
"It's all my fault...if I hadn't insisted..." At this time, Yang Zhaochan saw so many corpses on the battlefield, feeling guilty, and lowered his head and said guiltily.
Julia stood beside her, comforting her.
Yasuo and others stood aside in silence. They did not expect that the battle with the Assassination Society would end up paying such a heavy price.
Chu Haoyu found Chu Liuyun's body in the sea of corpses. He squatted aside and looked at Chu Liuyun expressionlessly.
Guo Haoyue and He Peijian, supported by their sons, also walked aside to rest.
The soldiers of the four alliances were all disgraced at this moment. Although they had won the battle, they could not feel any joy in their hearts now.
They looked at the corpses lying all over the body, their brothers who usually laughed and laughed. It was not just these people here who died.
They won a big battle, but they didn't win easily.
This battle between the four sect alliances and the Assassination Society lasted for a full month.
In one month, they sacrificed almost two-thirds of the lives of the four clan alliances.
"Lin Yun, thank you!" Guo Zhuyue and He Peijian walked up to Lin Yun with the support of their sons.
Lin Yun stood up, looked at the two of them, and nodded.
Then, he glanced at everyone, and after a long time, he said to Guo Zhuyue, "Sect Master Guo, burn all the bodies of the dead. In addition, for every dead soldier, all members of the family must be burned."
The pension will remain as usual. If it is not enough, you can continue to ask me for it."
"I have it here too." After hearing what Lin Yun said, Prince Nangong stepped forward and took out a storage ring. As the prince of Nanxia, he had a lot of money.
Yasuo and others also took out their savings and gave them to Guo Zhuyue.
Lin Yun showed a rare smile, jumped up, stood on the mountain peak, and looked at the dazzling sun in the sky.
The Assassination Society's attack on the Tiansha Mountains was a waste of energy, with almost a million troops, and it also lost many headquarters assassins and branches.
Lin Yun knew that after this battle, the assassin would not have any thoughts about the Tiansha Mountains, at least for a short period of time.
A martial emperor, in the midst of a large army, still has no way to reverse the situation.
Even a strong man like him, facing an army of 200,000 people, would still not be able to break through in a short time without releasing the Primordial Demon God.
Although a hundred thousand troops cannot kill an eighth-level Martial Emperor, they can easily stop an eighth-level Martial Emperor.
Lin Yun is now very hungry for power, but Wuzong is still too weak.
If he were at the level of the Martial Emperor now, he could easily defeat the Assassination Society's army in this battle without even using the power of the Demonic Core Crystal.