All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 501 - 115: Chance Encounter

Chapter 501: Chapter 115: Chance Encounter

"What?"

The Scouts were startled; ever since they started using Iron Kite devices, they didn’t think they themselves could be discovered.

In the past, Da Chen’s Scouts, apart from various magic artifacts, probably only had telescopes as their most technologically advanced equipment. The Iron Li people were so far behind Da Chen that their equipment couldn’t have changed.

Because they knew this, they simply couldn’t believe that the Iron Li could discover them so directly.

However, Cang Linzu’s authority was enough; once he gave an order, everyone immediately crushed their own drone glasses or remote controls without hesitation, and then prepared to rush out of the forest, scattering in all directions to avoid being caught in a single net.

But the third explosion came, and this time, it was not just flames, but also mild tremors and sound.

"Wait, don’t leave the forest, the situation has changed!"

With furrowed brows, Cang Linzu didn’t have time to say more when a piercing sound suddenly came through the chilly frost-snow air.

The head of the first Scout to leave the Ice Crystal Forest exploded, with red blood plasma and gray brain matter scattering like rain. Following that first arrow sound, countless frost arrows rained down from the distant snowy clouds like hail, with a piercing tremor, covering the entire surrounding area.

Cang Linzu drew a folding pistol from his waist, deflecting several frost arrows, and there was a clamor throughout the team. Martial Artists could mostly deflect these purposeless barrage shots, but martial disciples and ordinary people might not manage, and another five people immediately died.

—When did it happen? The enemy had approached close enough to launch an attack!

Shocked, but Cang Linzu immediately noticed that the shooting from the left was sparser and quickly signaled by hand; remaining members of the Scout team directly broke through to the left.

During this process, Cang Linzu didn’t hesitate and sent a signal to An Jing through his Fate Pattern.

Under non-critical periods, An Jing and Cang Linzu couldn’t communicate information, only vaguely touching on it, but they agreed that if they encountered the most urgent situations, they would communicate through this particular touch.

"What?"

At this moment, within Linjiang City, An Jing, who was urgently cultivating in the Earth Vein, suddenly opened his eyes. He knew very well that if it wasn’t for mortal danger, Cang would never send this signal.

But with drone surveillance and their highly cautious actions, how exactly were the Scout teams discovered?

"All teams retreat, at top speed!"

Unable to unravel the mystery, An Jing immediately ordered the Communication Water Mirrors of the other teams.

Far away, on top of a hillock.

The centurion of the Frost Snow Riders didn’t feel happy about their achievements. On the contrary, seeing the swift breakout maneuvers of Cang Linzu and his men, a chill crept into his heart: "What kind of quality is this? Intelligence told me these people are just local Militia led by a part of the Martial Army, but how could this quality possibly belong to Militia?"

Moreover, the enemy concealed themselves so well. If the main tent didn’t for some reason know the camps of the surrounding Scouts and directly asked them to perform targeted extermination, they wouldn’t have realized that an entire Scout team was hidden here.

He immediately ordered the Magic Riders to continue casting and the martial cavalry to cautiously press forward, avoiding landmines, and to block the retreat of Cang Linzu’s team.

This scene did not just take place here. Centered on the main Iron Cavalry base, all the nearby Scout teams encountered abrupt attacks by the Frost Riders. However, due to Cang Linzu’s timely reminder and An Jing’s retreat order, they did not suffer losses.

The only ones in danger were Cang Linzu and his people.

After rushing out of the Ice Crystal Forest, they were met with over twenty Frost Snow Riders. These Martial Army horsemen wielded long spears, a type of Magical Soldier capable of shooting ice arrows, silently forming Battle Formations for a charge, instantly piercing the bellies of four Scouts who did not dodge in time, pinning them in place, but they didn’t die.

—They’re trying to capture us alive!

Cang Linzu hesitated for a moment in his heart; the situation was very clear. Surrounded by an entire centuria, they had no escape. In just a few breaths, another dozen Frost Riders arrived from behind; they were encircled on both sides, unable to leave.

But he actually could have escaped. The Ghost Communication Divine Ability could whisk away several people, though not over a great distance, still, it offered a chance at survival.

However, for the others, for those who were left behind, to be blunt, if they died, it would be a relief. The real fear was if they survived, leaking critical intelligence.

Before setting out, the Scout team had undergone counter-surveillance training, and had all signed contracts, mandating that if captured, they must find ways to commit suicide to prevent forced extraction of information through Soul Search... If they could not kill themselves, then others must do it for them.

It was precisely this instant lack of resolve on Cang Linzu’s part—killing the enemy was one thing, but to actually raise a hand against his own people...

"Ptui!"

Following right behind him, Qin Yunye had not the slightest hesitation. She raised her hand, and several flying knives pierced through the heads of Scouts who were not yet dead but were writhing in pain, killing them on the spot.

This young girl’s face was ruthless, and she did not notice Cang Linzu’s hesitation, barking sharply, "Captain, only four of us are left. Activate the Divine Ability and run!"

Just after these two rounds of attacks, the number of Scouts that were still alive had dwindled to just four. Cang Linzu no longer hesitated; he immediately and decisively activated the Ghost Communication Divine Ability. Behind him, a lightless grand star emerged, its shadow sweeping over and enveloping all the remaining people.

Seeing this scene, the Frost Riders’ centurion was both shocked and furious. He had just given the ’capture alive’ command, and so those Frost Riders had held back; otherwise, if everyone had charged at full force from the start, how could any Scouts have survived?

But who could have expected that among this group, there would actually be someone with the Ghost Communication Divine Ability!

He had no choice but to convey this news back to the commander.

"Ghost Communication Divine Ability... Using a Strange Mandate as a Scout? Da Chen really spares no expense..."

When Han Hao received the message, he was also quite surprised. Those capable of operating Divine Skills were typically either Lifebound at the peak of Martial Meridian or at the Divine Repository realm.

Only those with Strange Mandate and beyond could freely exercise Divine Skills at a low level.

At this moment, inside the main tent, Han Hao stood up. He hesitated, "According to the intelligence summarized from the Heavenly Demon’s sensitivity to life, it truly is useful and did discover these Scouts, but currently, not a single prisoner has been captured; these people are indeed determined."

"Ghost Communication Divine Ability... Have them continue the search around the area! A low-level Ghost Communication Divine Ability has no guidance and cannot travel far; have them search within a radius of three to four li, they must be there!"

Han Hao’s order was the right one. Once Cang Linzu’s Ghost Communication Divine Ability involved more than three people, the maximum operation time would halve, which wouldn’t allow him to flee far at all.

But this time, an unexpected event occurred.

Because just as Cang Linzu was about to leave the Netherworld and attempt another breakout with the remaining Scouts, he suddenly felt a hint of guidance.

This guidance was not meant for him but targeted An Jing—Cang Linzu could feel it entirely because of the guidance from the Netherworld, where amidst the fireworks, faint words came through that Cang Linzu couldn’t ignore.

[May my son An Jing be safe... May my son An Jing be safe]

—Same name? Or was it saying...

Cang Linzu struggled to discern, but overall, he quickly ascertained his next move—without any hesitation, he steered the Ghost Communication Divine Ability, sprinting towards the cluster of signal flares.

Iron Li’s Iron Cavalry, the tribe responsible for logistics, was resting.

Since the main battlefield was held up by Da Chen’s Martial Army led by Gu Yunzhi, these temporarily summoned tribal Militia might lack combat strength, but as a support force, they were competent. They followed closely behind the Iron Cavalry, walking and resting from time to time.

Meanwhile, within the camp, an old man was pacing back and forth with his eyes closed, his heart full of worry.

However, afterwards, the old man, who was Sir An An Qianshan, suddenly saw, right after his prayers, four figures emerge from the Netherworld in front of him, clearly Scouts from Da Chen.

"Eh?" He couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise: "What’s happening here?"