The coalition forces of the Six Nations Alliance were stationed at Shuangfengguan Fortress. Such news could not be concealed from others.
Therefore, when armies from various countries entered Shuangfengguan Fortress one after another, Zhao Guo had already received the news.
Countless Zhao people became panicked, and some unscrupulous traders took the opportunity to drive up prices and make a fortune.
But at the same time, the entire Zhao court was extremely quiet.
The strength gap between the Zhao State and the Six Nations Alliance can be seen at a glance. Zhao State's strength alone cannot stop the Six Nations Alliance's attack.
Now, there are only two ways before Zhao Guo, one is to surrender, the other is to ask Xuanyin Pavilion for help.
However, no matter how scared the civil and military officials were, no one dared to give advice to King Zhao.
Now the king of Zhao has long been replaced by people from Xuanyin Pavilion. The new king of Zhao is arbitrary and will not listen to the slightest advice.
Among the civil and military officials of the Zhao State, if a slight mistake made the King of Zhao unhappy, the consequences would be to have them all executed.
Therefore, they are all in danger and have made up their minds. As long as King Zhao does not take the initiative to speak, they will not dissuade him.
In this way, in recent days, Zhao's court meetings have become more and more weird each time.
After going to court, King Zhao and all the civil and military officials stood in the palace hall with their eyes wide open, waiting for the court meeting to end.
Today, the same is true.
With a silver mask on his face, the new king of Zhao State appointed by Xuanyin Pavilion sat bored on the throne, looking at the cautious civil and military officials below.
A hint of boredom flashed through his eyes. If it weren't for the sect's arrangement, he wouldn't be the king of Zhao here.
Unlike the panicked civil and military officials of Zhao State, the new King Zhao was not anxious at all. He was very aware of the strength of his sect.
So he was waiting for help from the sect to arrive.
"Da da da!"
A burst of heavy footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall. King Zhao, who was wearing a mask, heard the sound and looked around. For a moment, his eyes could not help but reveal a trace of relief.
Four figures walked in from outside the hall.
These four people, two men and two women, all had Xuanyin Pavilion's logo embroidered on the chests of their clothes.
If there are people from the Yan Kingdom here, they will definitely recognize these four people who destroyed the Yan Kingdom overnight.
Seeing these four people appear, the masked King Zhao sat upright in an instant.
Obviously, in Xuanyin Pavilion, the status of these four people is much higher than that of King Zhao.
………
Xuanyin Pavilion destroyed Yan State overnight, but then did not send anyone to take over Yan State's territory.
Therefore, since that night, Yan State has become a paradise for countless evil and heretical forces.
In the capital of King Yan, no one repaired the damage caused that night, so it still looked in tatters.
In the royal city, those wealthy households in the Yan Kingdom who had the strength and financial resources fled long ago and went to other safe places.
The only people who continue to stay here today are the ordinary people of Yan State and the evil heretics who occupy this place.
In the palace of the Yan Kingdom, on the dragon throne that once belonged to the king of the Yan Kingdom, a haggard old man was sitting.
He was extremely thin, and the outline of his bones could be clearly seen.
In front of him, hundreds of warriors from the former Yan Kingdom crowded the hall.
These people all have some obvious fluctuations in Yuan Power, and their cultivation levels range from the Yuan Condensing Realm to the Martial Master Realm.
The expressions on their faces were all numb, and there was no sparkle in their eyes. It was obvious that their minds had been controlled by some means.
Under their feet, a huge magic circle was operating.
Runes with a strong smell of blood were constantly wandering around the magic circle.
If Ye Yun could see this scene, he would find that the operating magic circle was exactly the same as the one he found in Liangzhou.
It is the Blood Sacrifice Array of the Ghost Witch God Cult.
"Angel, everything is ready!"
A voice suddenly sounded in the silent hall.
The haggard old man who had closed his eyes to meditate suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the voice.
In an instant, two blood-red rays of light flashed past, and a violent and bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body.
"let's start!"
As the cold words came out of his mouth, the blood sacrifice circle lit up with a blood-red light.
One after another, the runes began to move, and the bodies of the hundreds of Yan Kingdom warriors in the magic circle gradually became shriveled up.
The blood and vitality in the body were directly absorbed by the magic circle, and each body was directly turned into fly ash and dissipated in the air, leaving only a pile of tattered clothes on the ground.
At the same time, their blood and vitality were extracted by the blood sacrifice circle, directly condensing into an egg-sized sphere that looked like a blood-colored crystal.
As soon as the sphere appeared, an extremely rich sweet smell appeared in the entire hall.
In an instant, the face of the Ghost Witch God Cult's envoy showed an expression of enjoyment, and he opened his mouth and sucked.
The blood-colored crystal-like liquid ball was sucked directly into his mouth.
"oh!"
Groaning in comfort, the Divine Envoy of the Ghost Witch God Cult began to climb rapidly, directly and successfully breaking through from the eighth level of the Martial King to the ninth level of the Martial King.
Moreover, his haggard body became stronger in an instant, and the wrinkles on his face were also reduced a lot.
After waving his hand to summon his subordinates to clean the hall, the envoy of the Ghost Witch God Cult suddenly said.
"Recently, all the warriors from the Yan Kingdom, as well as those from outside, are almost captured by our divine religion."
"The next blood sacrifice can only be performed by ordinary people."
"This is too slow and will greatly slow down the revival of our religion."
"Do you have any good suggestions?"
As soon as the envoy of the Ghost Witch God Sect finished speaking, a young man with a cold face walked out of the hall's audio system.
"Report to the envoy!"
As soon as he appeared, he knelt in the main hall and said respectfully to the envoy of the Ghost Witch God Cult:
"The Six Nations Alliance has stationed troops at Shuangfengguan Fortress of Xia Kingdom. I am afraid that a war will break out between them and Xuanyin Pavilion in the near future."
"My subordinates think that this is an opportunity. We can wait until they both lose and reap the benefits."
"Not only can they obtain blood sacrifices, but they can also weaken their strength."
Hearing this, a sinister smile appeared on the face of the envoy of the Ghost Witch God Cult.
"good!"
"This is indeed a good opportunity. The more intense the Six Nations Alliance and Xuanyin Pavilion fight, the better. This will be more conducive to the development of our divine religion."
"I would like to ask the disciples in the divine sect to restrain themselves recently and not let Xuanyin Pavilion and the Six Nations Alliance discover us."
"So as not to attract their attention and ruin the revival plan of our divine religion!"
After hearing the words of the envoy of the Ghost Witch God Cult, the young man immediately replied respectfully:
"God makes wise men!"
