The young Taoist then looked at He Dazhuang and the others and continued:
"Regarding receiving gifts and extorting money, please don't interfere, all you old ancestors and elders. It's not a good reputation, so let us juniors handle it. As for the rest of the troublesome matters, let my elder brother deal with them. We, while our reputation is still somewhat decent, should seize this time to make money."
In fact, it was exactly like this. The assassination by the undead race was all arranged by that sly and scheming fat boy, Zhang Haoming.
The bone sword with a deathly aura was the sword wielded by Wu Ding when he killed a Royal-level Death Knight.
With Li Bai, the Sword Immortal, and Ye Fan, the future Sword God, controlling a bone sword was as simple as eating and drinking.
As for the five Dark Knights transformed from corpses, they were even easier to handle.
What was the old business of the Heaven Master's Mansion Taoists?
Catching ghosts and suppressing corpses. It wasn't unusual for these old guys to have a few powerful battle corpses at hand.
As for the armor of the Dark Knights, with their Young Master Lin having killed over a million undead, how could he not find a few complete sets of Dark Knight armor?
Later, that ultimate-level death aura belonged to none other than the ninth-generation old Heaven Master's life-bound battle corpse.
This old fellow was a bit different from other Taoists of the Heaven Master's Mansion. Other Taoist priests liked to cultivate lightning magic, sword techniques, and other righteous and noble-looking things.
However, the ninth-generation old Heaven Master, however, liked to refine corpses and raise ghosts, things that looked sinister and eerie.
This even startled Wu Ding, the Human Emperor.
Later, Wu Ding secretly instructed Yamata no Orochi:
"Go easy on these old bald asses when you beat them up in the future. Don't push these old guys too far, or they might drag us down with them."
And Young Master Lin, far away in the ancestral land of Huaxia, wholeheartedly agreed with the young Taoist's wicked and infuriating idea.
Young Master Lin had been looking for an excuse to go to the United States to deal with the undead. The young Taoist's message came just in time.
But Young Master Lin, who would slap a dog he encountered on the road twice, went back to the Myriad Races Battlefield after hearing the news.
It was to thoroughly disgust Ye Lao Er and the others, and see if he could extract any more benefits.
Thus, under the escort of Shang Jiawei, Zhu Gui, and Xuan Shang, four brothers, he directly arrived at the entrance of the Myriad Races Alliance Army.
"Big Brother, is Mo Yu Big Brother here? Your brother has come to see you."
Rommel, who was studying with Emperor Mo Yu, heard the hoarse voice and his hair stood on end.
He had no choice but to be too afraid of being tricked by this inhumane fellow.
Ye Lao Er heard Lin Zhan call Mo Yu "Big Brother" and was so angry that his head swam.
He walked out with red eyes.
When Lin Zhan saw Ye Lao Er come out, he quickly shouted: "Senior Ye, Senior Ye, Uncle is here, please let Uncle in for a seat."
Before Ye Lao Er could speak, a black shadow rushed out of the alliance army camp.
It was Rommel, carrying a saber and shouting as he ran:
"Lin Lao Hei, you son of a bitch, I'll chop you up."
Rommel, who had just run out of the gate, was immediately knocked down by Lin Zhan, who possessed immense physical strength, with a powerful slap.
Looking at Rommel with a large handprint on his face, Lin Zhan rolled his eyes and said:
"You unlucky child, why are you not cute at all? You want to chop your grandpa with a broken knife. You're really something. I'm telling you, next time grandpa will break your legs."
After that, Lin Zhan ignored Rommel, who looked like he had lost all will to live, and turned to Ye Lao Er, saying:
"Senior Ye, where is my elder brother, your uncle? I have an urgent matter to find him."
Emperor Mo Yu, who had been hiding in the house, heard Lin Zhan's words and immediately sat back down. This was truly asking for trouble.
Ye Lao Er was annoyed by Lin Da Shao's face, wishing he could kill this scoundrel and grind his bones to ashes to relieve his hatred.
"If you have something to say, just tell me. Also, we are enemies, so don't try to get close to me like this."
Lin Zhan looked at Ye Lao Er's furious expression and shook his head, saying:
"Senior, you unlucky child are also not cute at all. How can you speak to your uncle like this?"
Seeing Ye Lao Er about to get angry, Lin Zhan quickly added:
"The undead race doesn't listen to you either. They're causing trouble again. Just now, they actually sent an ultimate expert to assassinate my brother-in-law, who is also your nephew-in-law."
Lin Zhan's words startled Ye Lao Er. He couldn't be bothered with the casual address Lin Zhan had used.
He quickly asked, "Which race of the undead was it? Are you sure?"
Lin Zhan glared at Ye Lao Er and said irritably:
"Do you think I'm joking? Can I make such a joke? The ones who attacked were the Dark Knights, the Necromancers, and the Death Knights. The ultimate expert who appeared, judging by the aura, should be a Lich Emperor."
"It seems this is no longer just a matter of one race under the undead, but the entire undead race wants to go to war with Huaxia. I'm here to inform you. I plan to go back and deal with the undead soon. Senior, don't say I didn't give you face, but the undead have gone too far, sending ultimate experts to attack the juniors of my Great Shang twice in a row."
After Lin Zhan finished speaking, even Emperor Mo Yu, who had been hiding in the house, couldn't sit still.
After all, if war broke out prematurely, especially outside the Myriad Races Battlefield, it would benefit no one.
Especially those old guys of the human race. If you really pushed them to the brink,
They might sink the human mother star into the depths of the void, and then a bunch of Great Emperors, Imperial Ranks, and ultimate experts would come out and wage guerrilla warfare against you one by one. This was according to the Sudan Novel Network.
If that really happened, no one could bear it.
Although the human race was inferior to the myriad races in terms of population, the ancestors of Huaxia were all first-class powerhouses, far stronger than the old guys of the myriad races.
Emperor Mo Yu instantly teleported to the opposite of Lin Zhan: "Kid, are you sure this matter was done by the undead?"
Lin Zhan saw Emperor Mo Yu emerge and quickly nodded:
"Big Brother, I can confirm this. Our Wu Ding ancestor has already pursued them. The residual death aura in the void, and someone who could escape from our Wu Ding ancestor's hands, if not an ultimate Lich Emperor, then what else could it be?"
Emperor Mo Yu could only nod helplessly upon hearing Lin Zhan's words, because only the Lich race among all the undead had a pure death aura.
Other races, to varying degrees, carried a trace of their own race's aura.
"Kid, how do you want to deal with this?"
Lin Zhan shook his head and said, "This isn't the first time. The undead race has sent ultimate experts to assassinate me before, so I won't be so lenient this time."
"I'll give you three days. Hand over the culprits and the masterminds, or in three days, I'll come looking for them myself."
After speaking, Lin Zhan nodded to Emperor Mo Yu and Ye Lao Er, and then walked out of the alliance army camp.