To the Black Ink Clan, Lin Mu was no different from other secret cultivators, so after he entered the Black Ink Clan army, he did not cause much reaction.
Moon Shadow!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Mu decisively used the moon shadow technique to hide himself.
The Black Ink Clan also didn't care about his strange disappearance.
There were a few Black Ink Clan guards around Lin Mu who felt something was wrong, but in this war, they didn't want to pay so much attention, so they quickly put the matter behind them and continued to march forward.
As long as the Moon Shadow Technique is not locked in advance, even a powerful person will find it difficult to discern it.
Lin Mu moved forward easily, and as expected, no one from the Black Ink Clan saw through him, allowing him to easily pass through the numerous Black Ink Clan armies and enter the rear camp of the Black Ink Clan army.
In less than five minutes, he arrived not far from the handsome commander of the Black Ink Clan.
He did not look directly at the other person. If he looked at a high-ranking ancestor at such a close distance, he would definitely be discovered.
Fortunately, he had memorized the other party's location before and knew how to move forward even without looking.
If he wants to deal with this Black Ink Clan commander, he doesn't have much time. He must use the power of thunder to defeat the opponent in an instant.
Otherwise, once the opponent resists his offensive and other Black Ink Clan masters around him react, he will surely fall into death.
Lin Mu's current strength is comparable to that of a high-ranking ancestor. To defeat a high-ranking ancestor in an instant seems to be an impossible task.
But since he dares to come, he has his own trump card.
His trump card is Mercury Begonia.
He is not afraid of the poison of Mercury and Begonia because he has mortal blood in his body. Otherwise, even if he is an ancestor, he would still be afraid of Mercury and Begonia.
When he was still a hundred miles away from the commander of the Black Ink Clan, Lin Mu stopped.
Here, it happens to be the edge of the aura of the ancestor-level ink sculpture. If you take another step forward, you will enter the aura of the ancestor-level ink sculpture, and you will definitely be noticed.
Then Lin Mu took out the Mercury Begonia again.
When he was at the Heng family, in order to escape from the Eternal Island, he used one Mercury Begonia petal. This time, to ensure nothing went wrong, he used three Mercury Begonia petals.
The Mercury Begonia has only eight petals in total. Lin Mu's use of this method means that the Mercury Begonia will lose half of its petals.
But the success of this operation was extremely important to him. Even if the cost was huge, he could only endure it.
The three Mercury Begonia petals were turned into powder, and when a natural wind blew forward, Lin Mu scattered the petal powder.
"Goo!"
The ancestor-level ink sculpture seemed to sense something and screamed uneasily.
"Xuanjian, what's wrong?"
The handsome man sitting on its back said puzzledly.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
Mo Diao Xuanjian stood up and shouted fiercely.
Realizing something was wrong, the handsome man's face became solemn.
But before he could respond, he felt his brain suddenly spin.
The ink sculpture Xuanjian under him also calmed down after three fierce screams and prostrated on the ground again.
"not good"
The handsome man was shocked.
Buzz!
At this moment, the void in front of him fluctuated.
Then, an ancient golden sword penetrated the void and stabbed between his eyebrows.
This sword was so fast that even a handsome man could not cope with it.
At this critical moment, a mysterious black light suddenly flashed in the handsome man's eyes.
Lin Mu, who assassinated this handsome man, immediately sensed that something was wrong. His world seemed to be suddenly covered by a layer of ink-stained cloth.
Then he and the handsome man seemed to be put into a black sack, and then they jumped in the void, and then jumped out of this space.
After Lin Mu and the handsome man disappeared, the Black Ink Clan army soon discovered that their commander had disappeared.
Without the command of the commander-in-chief, even the peak ancestor would be unable to effectively organize such a vast and huge Black Ink Clan army.
Initially, they tried to stabilize the situation of the army and continue the attack, but they collapsed within twenty minutes and finally had to announce their retreat.
On the broken bugle.
The soldiers of Purgatory are fighting.
As the casualties became more and more serious, the pessimism in the hearts of the Purgatory soldiers became more and more intense. Many soldiers were desperate and prepared to die.
"More than twenty minutes have passed, and the thief has indeed escaped."
"I told you before that he wouldn't be able to come back. Didn't you say half an hour before? Now it's almost half an hour, and not a single soul is seen."
"Hey, it's meaningless to say this now. The tide of ink is getting stronger and stronger. The General is under greater pressure than any of us. It's normal for her to make wrong decisions."
There were discussions everywhere on the warship, and an atmosphere of despair continued to pervade.
Sheng Tianyin's face was expressionless and she still looked determined, but there was also a trace of confusion in her eyes.
Twenty-eight minutes have passed, and the man in Tsing Yi has not been heard from since leaving. Did she really make a wrong bet?
Boom!
At this moment, the tide of ink in front suddenly boiled.
Immediately afterwards, the endless Black Ink Clan army retreated back like an ebbing tide.
At first, all the soldiers in Purgatory were stunned before they could react.
"retreat?"
"Is the Black Ink Clan retreating?"
"Great, the Black Ink Clan has retreated, we don't have to die anymore."
Then all the Purgatory soldiers burst into tears and cheered excitedly.
I thought that I would definitely die, but I never thought that the Black Ink Clan would suddenly retreat.
"But, no matter what, Mo Chao is about to defeat our defense line. How could they suddenly withdraw their troops?"
Soon all the soldiers in Purgatory became confused.
On the broken bugle.
"It was exactly half an hour. Could it be that guy did it?"
One of the lieutenants was moved in his heart.
"Impossible, he is just one person. No matter how strong he is, how can he make the Black Ink Clan army retreat?"
Other generals immediately rejected his speculation.
"Half an hour has passed. Has the Black Ink Clan really retreated?"
Zhang Yunteng should be happy after the disaster, but for some reason he feels unhappy.
Then he could only comfort himself: "It must have nothing to do with that evil thief."
Sheng Tianyin looked at the direction of the Black Ink Clan's retreat, with excitement on his face.
She didn't believe there was such a coincidence in the world.
It seems that this time, she did not trust the wrong person, she made the right bet.
The surrounding discussions echoed, and soon the generals did not believe that this matter had anything to do with the man in green.
After listening to it for a long time, Sheng Tianyin finally got tired of it and said coldly: "There is no need to have useless discussions here. We can know the truth directly by sending people to investigate the information."
Not long after, the information came back.
Half an hour ago, the commander of the Black Ink Clan, Yemantangxi, was assassinated and disappeared after that.
The assassin is a mysterious man in green clothes who must appear to be from the Purgatory human race.
Half an hour ago, the man in Tsing Yi and the Purgatory Human Race, these three important keys, undoubtedly locked one person, that is, the mysterious man in Tsing Yi who left the Broken Bugle half an hour ago.