Chapter 593

"I'm so envious. This is the benefit of being in a major faction. It's tough for solo players like us."

Mu Xianxian smiled. "That's great, Moyu cleared it."

Beside her, Jialan Jifeng cried out in disbelief, "No way! General Lin has been in there for less than half an hour!"

Mu Xianxian replied with a serious, earnest expression, "There's nothing impossible about it. He's always cleared Dungeons very quickly, usually taking no more than half an hour."

Jialan Jifeng was clearly skeptical. "I still think it's imposs—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Moyu appeared in front of the Dungeon.

The multi-colored glow in the sky had not yet dissipated. As Lin Moyu emerged, the colorful light enveloped him, making him look like a divine being.

Lin Moyu hadn't expected such a spectacle either, but he didn't pay it much mind. He took out a cooldown amulet, reset the Dungeon, and entered once more.

Everyone outside the Dungeon was dumbfounded.

The one who cleared the Dungeon wasn't a powerful team, but a single person.

"A single person!"

Someone cried out in shock, and immediately, the entire camp erupted into an uproar.

"It was actually just one person? No way."

"Could it be that the Kunlun Divine Palace has a solo mode now?"

"I don't believe it. I absolutely don't believe it. It's impossible for anyone in this world to solo the Kunlun Divine Palace Dungeon."

"I don't believe it either. Let alone the Kunlun Divine Palace, no one can even solo a regular Hell-mode Dungeon."

The camp was in complete chaos; no one could bring themselves to believe it.

The leaders of the various camps had to step forward to maintain order.

The leaders were relatively calm. Although they also found it hard to believe, at least they didn't speak recklessly.

Furthermore, a few clever ones had already begun seeking confirmation from the outside world.

They were stationed here year-round, with some having been here for several years, making them somewhat out of touch with current news.

They didn't know what was happening in the outside world.

It was always right to verify things first.

Yuan Kai stared with wide eyes, also unable to believe it. "This is impossible. There must be some mistake."

Zheng Guang patted his shoulder. "The Dungeon wouldn't make a mistake. The multi-colored glow fell on him, which proves that he was the one who passed the trial."

"You and I both know the rules of the Dungeon. It has never made a mistake."

"Besides, do you remember what the Third Young Master of the Jialan Guild called him just now?"

Yuan Kai's expression turned unsightly. "I think he called him Brother Lin."

Zheng Guang chuckled. "His surname is Lin, and he's so young. Can't you guess his identity?"

Yuan Kai suddenly shuddered, falling back onto the ground in fright, his face filled with terror.

Knowing that Yuan Kai had guessed it, Zheng Guang turned and walked away.

Lin Moyu's identity was not hard to guess; all it took was a single clue.

"— Requesting Flowers —"

Thinking back to how he had suggested letting Lin Moyu act as a paying customer and carrying him through the Dungeon, Zheng Guang found it rather amusing.

Given the other party's status, how could he possibly need his help?

He had truly been overestimating himself.

"…"

Soon, pieces of information were sent back.

A few leaders who were on good terms compiled the information and immediately confirmed Lin Moyu's identity.

Each of them looked horrified and astonished. "It's actually General Lin."

"General Lin is indeed formidable. To solo the middle section of the Kunlun Divine Palace Dungeon in half an hour."

"This is setting yet another precedent in history."

"To think that during the few years I've been stationed here, such a genius has emerged from our academy."

The one speaking was the leader of the Xiajing Academy contingent here.

He had been here for four years, making Lin Moyu his junior schoolmate.

Whether for his own academy or the human race as a whole, he felt proud that such a genius had emerged.

The news of Lin Moyu soloing the Dungeon in half an hour quickly spread throughout the entire camp.

"…"

After their initial shock, everyone quickly accepted this outcome.

They felt that since it was Lin Moyu who cleared it, then it was only normal.

As the youngest General in human history, he had created too many miracles.

Now, it was just one more miracle, nothing to get worked up about.

Many eyes focused on the Dungeon vortex; they wanted to see how long it would take Lin Moyu to clear the Dungeon again.

Just over twenty minutes later, with a distortion in the Dungeon vortex, Lin Moyu exited the Dungeon.

He appeared completely calm and unbothered as he casually reset the Dungeon and entered once more.

"26 minutes!"

Someone shouted. He had been timing it and found that Lin Moyu only took 26 minutes from entering to exiting.

This speed was incredibly fast.

Most full 24-man teams would take over a dozen hours.

Even the most powerful teams found it difficult to compress the time to under 7 hours.

Yet, Lin Moyu only took 26 minutes.

The gap between them was beyond comprehension.

The difference in combat power was already too vast to be made up by numbers.

Someone had calculated that even if a team of 240 people went in, they might not be able to finish the Dungeon within half an hour.

"As expected of General Lin, a being capable of slaying gods."

"With this kind of combat power in a Level 65 Dungeon, he must be instakilling everything along the way!"

"You have to admire it. This is the gap."

"Having General Lin is the fortune of our Shenxia Empire, and the fortune of the human race!"

Lin Moyu entered and exited the Dungeon time and again, with his time eventually stabilizing at 25 minutes.

The variance was no more than 10 seconds each time.

This showed that Lin Moyu had completely mastered the rhythm.

This kind of control over rhythm was sometimes even more terrifying than pure combat power.

It indicated that Lin Moyu's skills were extremely stable, and continuous combat had absolutely no effect on him.

Every time Lin Moyu came out, he looked completely relaxed, without the slightest hint of fatigue, as if he could keep grinding until the end of time.

Grinding the Dungeon continuously like this, just half a day later, Lin Moyu appeared outside the Dungeon, enveloped in the light of leveling up.

"Chapter 565: The Deal is Not Done, How Dare I Die"

While Lin Moyu continuously cleared the Dungeon, Meng Anwen was tirelessly setting up arrays.

Local administrations and the military cooperated fully.

This time, the Dongfang Family put in a great deal of effort, cooperating with Meng Anwen, Bai Yiyuan, and other major families.

It could be said that for this plan, more than half of the Shenxia Empire's strength had been mobilized.

Such a major undertaking could not be kept secret, and it soon reached the ears of other factions.

They sent people to gather information, but the Shenxia Empire had managed itself like a solid block of iron, completely airtight.

As a result, they couldn't gather any information at all.

Even if they did obtain some news, it was ambiguous and hard to distinguish from truth or falsehood.

As the most powerful nation in the world, the Shenxia Empire was not something those small countries and minor factions could compare to.

Trying to penetrate it was virtually impossible.

The scale of the camp on Bai Yiyuan's side grew larger and larger, as the number of Soul-Devouring Beasts exceeded expectations.

The camp originally built to house 100,000 people was already full, and an even larger camp had been constructed outside it.

Lifestyle Professionals and Architects were mobilized to rapidly expand the camp.

Due to a shortage of Healers, a large number of Array Masters were summoned to set up healing arrays.

A large number of Pharmacists were also called in to brew healing potions.

The imperial family also joined in, contributing medicinal ingredients from their treasury.

The number of people parasitized by the Soul-Devouring Beasts quickly surpassed 200,000, and it was still increasing at an alarming rate.

This number of infected would eventually increase exponentially, growing faster and faster, making control increasingly difficult.

It was estimated that in a month, the number of those parasitized by Soul-Devouring Beasts in the camp could reach a million.

Looking at the entire world, only the Shenxia Empire was capable of doing such a thing.

No other faction had the capability to do this.

Yet even if Bai Yiyuan and the others were extremely careful and maintained strict control, they knew that some Soul-Devouring Beasts must have escaped.

If they were within the borders of the Shenxia Empire, it would be fine. Once the Soul Fusion Array was activated, all Soul-Devouring Beasts within the empire would be obliterated and turned into nourishment.

But if they escaped to other nations, other factions…

Those factions could only fend for themselves.

The Shenxia Empire couldn't care less about them.

Bai Yiyuan had once commented on this matter: "As our ancestors said, those who are not of our kin will always have different hearts."

"We have limited strength; it's enough if we can take care of our own people."

"As for those whose hair, skin, and eyes look different from ours, let them fend for themselves."

As one of the most powerful figures on the surface of the Shenxia Empire.

In the absence of Emperor Di's voice, Bai Yiyuan's words represented the supreme will of the Shenxia Empire's high-ranking officials.

Generally speaking, no one would rebel, and no one dared to.

In the hearts of the Shenxia Empire's citizens, Bai Yiyuan's authority was extremely high, even surpassing that of the imperial family.

Someone might not know the name of the ruler, but they could not afford not to know God Bai.

Bai Yiyuan was in charge of the camp. He had been extremely busy lately, with a vast number of matters to handle.

However, he now had to halt the work at hand, as Ning Tairan was sitting before him with a grave expression.

Bai Yiyuan asked, "Have you been to God Creation Island?"

"I went, but I couldn't find the old man."

Bai Yiyuan frowned. "The old man wouldn't easily leave God Creation Island. Where could he have gone?"

The old man on God Creation Island was the human race's only Half-step Super God, Lord Emperor Di.

He was two generations senior to Bai Yiyuan, Ning Tairan, and the others.

And one generation senior to Senior Ye Hao.

He was said to have lived for nearly two hundred years.