Chapter 1612 - Attack on the Camp
The plan reached ninety percent completion in ten days, leaving only one final piece to complete the puzzle, and that was the Santi Tribe's assault on the camp.
Disciples of the Immortal Slaughter Palace kept watch throughout the surrounding mountain range. The instant the Santi Tribe launched its attack, those disciples would blow their flutes and warn the camp to raise its defenses.
Night fell, and the entire camp settled to rest. Even though Liu Wuxie had converted Tian Can into his devotee, his intelligence remained completely intact. With the influence of a quasi-immortal to back Liu Wuxie, he swiftly struck an agreement with the Santi Tribe.
With him and the Santi Tribe's chieftain present, they could easily deal with the quasi-immortal stationed in the camp, leaving the remaining experts to Liu Wuxie. As for the Immortal Slaughter Palace's experts, cutting off the teleportation array would keep them from reaching this planet, and even a quasi-immortal would still need at least an hour to arrive at top speed.
That much time was enough for Liu Wuxie's plan to work. The battle inside the camp would already be over, and they had scheduled the assault for tonight.
Tian Can would handle the patrolling disciples. Once the scouts vanished, the Santi Tribe could advance without detection, and they had already slipped within ten thousand meters of the campsite.
Liu Wuxie sat inside his room, yet the Ghost Pupil never paused for even a breath. His gaze tracked the teams deep underground, and a faint aura suddenly traced backward along the Ghost Pupil and brushed against Liu Wuxie's soul sea.
"This is an immortal's aura!" Liu Wuxie immediately sat upright, excitement flashing across his face.
"The Heretic God's remains should be underground!" He finally managed to lock onto the location of the Heretic God's remains.
Though the Heretic God might've failed in his breakthrough to the Immortal Realm, his body still contained an enormous number of immortal runes, and those runes far surpassed anything an ordinary quasi-immortal could produce.
Once the camp fell, Liu Wuxie would have to fight with the Santi Tribe for the Heretic God's remains. He knew the Santi Tribe wouldn't let him take the treasure easily. So he needed an airtight plan.
His Ghost Pupil kept drilling deeper. Liu Wuxie had already comprehended the five elements, and he had also refined the Divine Galaxy Sand, which allowed him to pass through the earth with ease.