As soon as their leader gave the order, the Purple Sword Sect was immediately swamped with their respective tasks. They mobilized their troops and groups of soldiers walked out of the Purple Divine Mountain. Their hearts were brimming with determination and overwhelming killing intent.
Their armors majestically glinted against the light, and dazzling sword auras filled the void.
Marching together as one, their army headed to the Red Sword City.
The army sought to subdue with a show of power as an opening tactic. The right display of authority and force could make their enemies cower before their presence.
The army moved in a single unit, a sea of the strongest warriors of the Purple Sword Sect.
The Purple Sword Sect's leader marched at the forefront, personally leading the battalion himself.
Numerous senior members also came to showcase their support towards their sect.
Almost all of the Purple Sword Sect's masters had joined the force.
Among them all, the most powerful ones were the sect leader and a superior elder, who were both semi-governing gods.
There were five semi-governing gods in their sect.
These five influential beings were the sect leader and the four superior elders.
Elder Roland, who was captured by Austin, was one of the four.
This time, the sect leader and a superior elder led the army. In contrast, the other two stayed in the headquarters.
The consolidated energy brought by the army caused the entire void to tremble. Their presence could be felt from miles away!
Meanwhile,
in the Red Sword City,
the banquet held in Austin's honor had just finished.
Austin was inside the secret room of the Lin Clan's mansion,
sitting cross-legged.
"Fortunately, this old man is still breathing."
Austin teleported Elder Roland out and examined him. He found that he was in a temporary coma, mainly because his spiritual soul was damaged, but his life was not in danger.
Under the control of Austin's mind, the dense puppet strings in Elder Roland's Soul Sea merged into his spiritual soul.
Like thousands of red needles pinpricking him, they stabbed deep into his spiritual soul.
Elder Roland could not resist it due to his catatonic state.
After a while,
Austin had successfully put Elder Roland's spiritual soul under his control.
Deep in his soul, the semi-governing god could feel that he was being subdued by Austin despite his weak state.
He was aware that he ha
cale would cause terrible aftermaths. The majority of creatures living in the city packed their things and left for a much safer place they could be.
The Lin Clan was a three or four class force in the Sword Cosmos. It could be considered a middle-level force.
There were many smaller forces, tribes, and creatures that relied on the Lin Clan to survive.
Now, the Lin Clan was in deep trouble. To top it off, it was the Purple Sword Sect, a powerful and renowned force, that they crossed. No living being wanted to stay and fight with the Lin Clan.
The Purple Sword Sect was known for their ruthless and merciless acts.
The mere mention of their name could make the creatures' knees tremble in fright.
Soon, the Red Sword City, which used to be crowded with people, was now extremely quiet. Save for Austin's group and few other creatures, it was practically empty.
"I didn't expect that the Red Sword City would end up like this one day,"
Garth signed as he and his men followed Austin on the street.
"Winning or losing a battle is a common occurrence, and the development of everything is the alternation of prosperity and decline. There is no need for you to worry about a temporary fall.
Perhaps, in the future, the Red Sword City will be more glorious and the Lin Clan will be more powerful,"
Austin reassured. He gave Garth a complacent smile.
"I hope so!"
His confidence was bringing excitement in Garth.
In his opinion, this was Austin's recognition of the Lin Clan in the Red Sword City.
This meant that the Lin Clan had succeeded in making friends with this mysterious and powerful young man.