Xu Mujun stood up and slapped the map of Yuanhe Mountain with his hand.
"Yuanhe Mountain, a mere Martial Arts Sect, which only has one reclusive Innate Realm grandmaster in the sect. I heard earlier that the newly advanced Innate Xie Jiuque also went to Yuanhe Mountain to lend a hand."
"Now, there are two Innate powers, plus the intelligence on the remnants of the Wang Family and cultivators provided by spies recently; there are about three to five high-level combatants."
In Xu Mujun's mind, he recalled the bloody battle last year with the cultivators from Yunzhou and Nanyue County, including Elder Daoist Ban Yuan, and a flash of killing intent passed through his eyes.
"Therefore, the plan this time is simple - decapitation tactic!"
"Where is the Assistant General of the Flying Eagle Army?"
"Subordinate Huang Wei, reporting to General Xu!"
"How many troops and supplies can the hot air balloon of the Flying Eagle Army carry at once?"
"Reporting to the General!"
