“This battle must be waged with the momentum of thunderbolts, crushing the Myriad Beasts Sect in one stroke. Only then can the hatred in my heart be quelled and the four directions awed! Anyone who dares advise further, sowing doubt in military morale, shall be treated as a sect traitor and executed without mercy!”
His chilling gaze swept across the hall like cold blades. Under his accumulated might, no one dared voice opposition again.
All the elders and deacons bowed in unison. Their voices carried a slight tremble, yet they had no choice but to display absolute obedience. “We shall strictly abide by the Sect Master’s decree!”
The command spread through the entire Myriad Souls Demonic Sect like wildfire on dry plains.
Above the Crimson Blood Plain, streaks of demonic light radiating powerful auras rose from various outposts, mines, and cultivation secret grounds. Like crows returning to their nests, they converged towards the sect headquarters.
The artefact refining workshops forged demonic weapons and armour day and night without cease. The alchemy rooms distributed all stockpiled combat pills. One after another, tamed ferocious demonic beasts were saddled, emitting restless roars.
This colossal war machine that was the Myriad Souls Demonic Sect began operating at unprecedented intensity. Killing intent soared skyward, stirring the perpetual blood-coloured clouds over the Crimson Blood Plain. Their target pointed directly at the distant Myriad Beasts Mountain Range!
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Myriad Beasts Sect, conference hall. Panic was spreading.
Unlike the proactive aggression of the Myriad Souls Demonic Sect, the atmosphere in the Myriad Beasts Sect hall was one of impending doom.
The joy and confidence from the previous victories seemed so fragile and vulnerable before absolute disparity in strength.
“Sect Master! Urgent intelligence! The Myriad Souls Demonic Sect is mobilising on a massive scale! That old devil Hun Sha has declared he will personally take action, coming with their full force to raze our Myriad Beasts Sect!”
A disciple responsible for intelligence stumbled and scrambled into the hall. His voice, distorted by extreme fear, came out shrill.
This news struck like a meteor from the ninth heaven, smashing into a calm lake and instantly raising monstrous waves.
“Full mobilisation?! Have they… have they gone mad?”
“Hun Sha personally acting… ninth grade Heavenly Immortal… what do we have to stop him?”
“And so many demonic sect elders, dozens of Heavenly Immortal experts at least… we are finished!”
“If only we had known… if only we had not provoked them…”
Despair spread like a plague among the crowd. Some disciples with weaker resolve turned ashen, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Even some elders who had weathered many storms now pressed their lips tightly, their eyes dim, as if already witnessing the sect’s destruction and rivers of blood.
All eyes eventually gathered on the youth in cyan robes seated at the head, who had remained silent throughout.
Shi Yan and Ying Wu stood beside Chen Ping, fists clenched so tight that nails nearly pierced flesh. They placed all their hope, indeed the very survival of the Myriad Beasts Sect, on this seemingly ordinary yet miracle-creating senior.
The Heaven Splitting Sect Master’s face was livid. His throat felt dry. He turned to Chen Ping, his voice heavy as if filled with lead. “Senior, the demonic sect comes with overwhelming momentum, their strength far surpassing ours. Meeting them head-on would be like eggs striking stone.”
“What do you think… should we temporarily avoid their edge, disperse into smaller groups, and retreat deep into the mountain range?”
Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was profound as an ancient well or cold pool, calm without the slightest ripple, as if the external crisis capable of collapsing mountains and splitting earth had not stirred any wave in his heart.
His fingertip lightly tapped the armrest of his chair, producing a regular and steady “tap tap” sound. This sound seemed to carry some strange magic, gradually quieting the growing commotion and whispers in the hall.
“Why panic.”
Chen Ping spoke calmly. His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached every ear, carrying an unquestionable calming power.
“When the enemy is strong, evade their sharpness. They mobilise their full force, leaving their home base inevitably empty. This is common sense. What is there to fear?”
