Master of Strange Dao

Seeing someone approaching, the Posthouse Official quickly patted Little Black Horse.

"Get up, why are you getting lazier? Didn't you used to refuse other food?"

The snacks on the table were eaten clean by Little Black Horse because it seemed to have detected the taste of sweet rain in them.

With a big belly, Little Black Horse wobbled to its feet, stretched its neck, glanced at the small teacup held by the Posthouse Official, and gulped the tea down with a slurp.

Cece, with a smiling gaze, watched the scene and immediately flipped her hand to take out a box.

"If you like it, that's good. I made these snacks myself with a hint of sweet rain for flavor."

The Posthouse Official had not yet spoken, but the shameless Little Black Horse had already come up with a beaming face, nodding and bowing to express gratitude.

"Thank you, Sister Cece."

"Since the young master is not here, if you have nothing else to do, you are welcome to visit. You can try my cooking. I've been learning recently and need feedback. If you finish it, remember to give me some feedback next time."

The Posthouse Official left, eating and carrying things along with a letter, angrily patting Little Black Horse's head on the way.

"Why do you act like a different horse here?"

Little Black Horse, thick-skinned, accepted the benefits without resistance, and even ran a bit faster.

One day later, the Dali Dynasty and Lihuo Institute teams quietly set off.

They ventured into the Wilderness and then headed south, directly to the place where the archway stood.

Nine Ninth Tier warriors, a significant force for the Dali court, represented a substantial investment.

After all, within the Dali territory, the number of Ninth Tiers was indeed numerous.

However, those under the court and Lihuo Institute, easily mobilized, were far fewer than it appeared on the surface.

Mobilizing these powerful warriors resulted in weakened defenses in certain areas.

Dali, located centrally, needed to guard against Dazhen in the north, Daqian in the south, and the Sea Clan along the eastern coastline.

Often, the guardian forces weren't engaged in constant battles but ensured sufficient strength to prevent wars.

If defenses were lax, it would give others opportunities.

So, most of these nine Ninth Tiers were from the Lihuo Institute.

It wasn't clear how the Dali court managed to persuade the Lihuo Institute to invest so heavily.

If these warriors fell, it would be a massive blow to the Lihuo Institute, a price the Dali court couldn't afford.

Thus, Old Yang didn't quite understand the Dali's decision.

Neither Emperor Li nor the Crown Prince seemed like the type to take such risks.

There must be another motive.

The Dali's elite team, led by Wen Lingyou, arrived beneath the archway.

Wen Lingyou examined the archway, carefully inspecting each brick, beam, and column, noting the uniqueness of each piece.

The glow upon them continuously shifted, each distinct from the other.

Wen Lingyou observed for a moment, then shook his head.

"Let's go in, and remember what I told you before."

"With Dean Wen in charge."

The group entered the archway one by one.

Success was the only option for this journey; failure meant no one would come out.

One by one, the powerful warriors vanished within the archway, simultaneously reappearing in the wilderness.

Wen Lingyou took out a Jade Scroll, rubbed it in his hand, and crushed it.

Instantly, several thousand miles away, Yu Ziqing suddenly paused and looked toward the sensing direction.

A special Jade Scroll had broken there, pointing him in a direction.

The Dali people had really come?

Yu Ziqing was somewhat surprised at the massive investment.

He adjusted his course to meet those people.

Upon arrival, he didn't see anyone, but saw a ripple in the air, and ten figures suddenly appeared in the wilderness.

Yu Ziqing stepped forward courteously to greet them.

"Junior Qing Ziyu, greets Senior Wen and all the seniors."

"Thank you, Brother Qing." Wen Lingyou responded politely with a smile, "Since we are new here, we want to ask for Brother Qing's guidance."

"No need to be so polite, senior..."

Yu Ziqing explained the general situation here to Wen Lingyou and his group, which left them astonished.

No one expected things to be so neglected that even fertilizer was no longer added metaphorically.

Especially upon hearing that Emperor Dui was following the Incense Fire Dao, the usually composed Wen Lingyou couldn't help but be shocked.

"Has it really deteriorated to this extent?"

"Possibly worse. Emperor Dui still has a significant chance of walking the Devil Dao."

"I see." Wen Lingyou sighed, understanding why Yu Ziqing was causing trouble everywhere.

Logically, if this were considered a Dadui Seal, it only needed the complete eradication of the Resistance Army to have an opportunity to leave.

Perhaps Dadui would return as well.

However, with the Evil God of the Incense Fire Dao and the Devil Dao,

Wen Lingyou realized they couldn't support Emperor Dui.

Helping Emperor Dui would lead to endless future troubles.

Once, the White Sun Evil Cult, with the White Sun Holy Mother failing to reach Ninth Tier almost every time, still caused immeasurable trouble.

If an entire Divine Dynasty was composed of Evil Gods, and if Dadui returned, dragging the Three Divine Dynasties along might not be too hard.