The Left Envoy's Plan Is Useless

"Feel free to share any good ideas you might have," the Left Envoy said.

At first, there was silence, then the Right Envoy spoke up: "Why don’t we all head straight to the Emperor Heaven Sect and blow them up? Quick and satisfying."

"If only it were that simple," the West Extreme Demon Lord disagreed. "Even though they’re scattered now, a group as large as ours would surely draw their attention."

The South End Demon Lord chimed in, "At its core, it’s still a surprise attack. Just figure out the best place to strike. With the element of surprise, we’ll always have the upper hand—no need to overcomplicate it."

"We’ve tried ambushes before, but somehow, word always leaks out. They set up traps and wait for us," the North End Demon Lord remarked.

He was, of course, the one secretly betraying them, profiting handsomely from the leaks.

But he didn’t reveal everything—some of the Emperor Heaven Sect’s plans were also discreetly passed to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The North End Demon Lord continued playing both sides, keeping the balance.

......

After listening to their lengthy debate, the Left Envoy finally declared, "I’ve already devised a plan—a swift assault on three key locations."

He laid out his strategy: concentrate their forces and strike three critical spots in rapid succession, emphasizing speed, ruthlessness, and precision to leave the allied sects scrambling to react.

The targets were all vital to the Emperor Heaven Sect—the largest spiritual vein at Yellow Dragon Mountain, the weapon-forging metropolis of Cloudreach City, and the premier cultivation academy, Green Lotus Academy.

After the attack, they would vanish without a trace, avoiding the full wrath of the allied sects, which could otherwise cripple the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Once the heat died down, they’d resurface and strike again.

The Left Envoy had spent a long time refining this plan.

The others were speechless. It was a solid strategy, but why had he wasted their time with pointless discussions instead of proposing it earlier?

The Right Envoy added, "Good plan. But I suggest we add a decoy—a feint. Before the attack, we’ll spread word that we’re gathering our full strength to assault one location, while in reality, we’ll still hit the original three."

With the targets set, the next step was working out the details—how to carry out the attacks, who would lead, and so on.

The entire process went surprisingly smoothly.

The Left Envoy nodded in satisfaction. The support of his peers was the greatest validation of his leadership.

Meanwhile, the North End Demon Lord considered whether to leak this new plan.

As a mole from the Earthly Fiend Sect, the Right Envoy didn’t want the Heavenly Demon Sect to collapse too quickly—if it fell, the Earthly Fiend Sect would be next.

They weren’t strong enough yet; they still needed time to grow.

The other Demon Lords had no ulterior motives, focusing solely on executing their tasks.

Yet one issue loomed unspoken—the Demon Sovereign. No one mentioned him, as if the Heavenly Demon Sect had already erased him from their ranks.

......

Su Luo stepped outside, stretching lazily under the warm sun. The weather was perfect.

Then he returned to his room—it was time to write in his diary.

[Right now, the Left Envoy and the others must be discussing their strategy. They’ll debate endlessly, but it’s pointless. Never underestimate the allied sects—they’re already preparing to strike first.]

[This time, the Heavenly Demon Sect won’t have the initiative. Instead, the allied sects will take the lead. By tomorrow, they’ll surround Bone-Shattering Abyss and launch their assault.]

[After fighting for so long, the allied sects have finally pinpointed the Heavenly Demon Sect’s hideout.]

[This wasn’t the North End Demon Lord’s doing. In fact, he even fed them false intel, claiming the Heavenly Demon Sect had no fixed base. He doesn’t want them utterly crushed either.]

[Don’t assume you’ll always stay one step ahead. The allied sects aren’t pushovers—the fact that the Heavenly Demon Sect has held out this long is impressive.]

[Well, tomorrow’s battle should be thrilling.]

[Nangong Xiyun will be the first to arrive, unleashing a terrifying sword aura that forces the Right Envoy to engage immediately.]

[Then the allied sects’ forces will storm in, catching the Heavenly Demon Sect off guard. Without the advantage of surprise, their confidence wavers—panic spreads fast.]

[The morale of the Heavenly Demon Sect plummets from the outset, their fighters scrambling in disarray.]

[Things stabilize somewhat once their top experts step in, but the allied sects have brought their own heavy hitters—Di Haoran among them.]

[No words are wasted. The high-level clashes begin swiftly, but even after earth-shaking battles, no clear victor emerges.]

[Let’s turn to Lin Xuan instead. This time, he’ll carve a bloody path from the entrance of Bone-Shattering Abyss straight to its heart, cutting down everything in his way. By now, he’s one of the strongest among the Nascent Soul cultivators.]

[I’m one of the "generals" he’ll face—though, sadly, this isn’t my moment for a power-up. I’ll be brushed aside like a common foot soldier.]

[But I’ll survive, as always. Somehow, I never die.]

[Lin Xuan’s real challenge will be Zhou Tang, the "Half-Knowing Half-Doing"—a watered-down version of the "All-Knowing, All-Capable."]

[Their duel will be a spectacle. Even mid-battle, Lin Xuan will effortlessly dispatch other Heavenly Demon Sect members, his combat prowess on full display.]

[Of course, not every enemy will focus on him—he’s not that overpowered yet. The allied sects’ other fighters are no slouches either.]

[This time, they’re going all-out, aiming to eradicate the Heavenly Demon Sect once and for all.]

[Yet the Heavenly Demon Sect won’t fall easily. The Left and Right Envoys are formidable, the Demon Lords are deadly, and the titled Heavenly Demons wield bizarre, unpredictable techniques.]

[The North End Demon Lord won’t betray them either—he’ll fight wholeheartedly for the sect. When someone who knows his identity quietly asks why he’s still playing loyal, since the Heavenly Demon Sect is doomed, he’ll retort:]

["The Demon Sovereign hasn’t even made a move yet. You think victory is guaranteed without my role as a spy?"]

[The questioner will fall silent. It’s true—the Demon Sovereign is still absent.]

[Still, the allied sects hold the overall advantage.]

[Soon, the Heavenly Demon Sect is routed, forced into a desperate retreat. The Left Envoy, furious, has no choice but to order a full withdrawal.]

[For the first time, the Heavenly Demon Sect suffers a devastating blow—usually, they’re the ones ambushing others.]

[Lin Xuan’s advance to the rear of Bone-Shattering Abyss proves decisive. Any Heavenly Demon Sect member trying to flee must get past him.]

[Alone, with just his sword, he holds the line. For a moment, no one can break through—he stands like an unshakable war god.]

[Of course, that’s an exaggeration. Lin Xuan couldn’t possibly block the entire retreat single-handedly. But as the protagonist, he gets to look cool.]

[Just as the allied sects think victory is assured, an overwhelming, terrifying pressure suddenly engulfs all of Bone-Shattering Abyss.]

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