Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

After wiping out another entire Witchcraft Squad, Li Zhaojiang's mind began carrying out high-level mathematical calculations.

Assuming each squad has 20 people, ten squads make up 200 people, and fifty squads make up 1,000 people.

The other side should have brought around a thousand people, with about half landing to search for tracks, so that's roughly 25-30 squads.

Basing on 30 squads, we've already killed 6 squads, so...

"We're still killing too slowly," Li Minghu suddenly said. "The enemy isn't deaf or blind. When one-fifth of their teams lose contact, they will quickly realize we are conducting a counter-annihilation operation."

"They've already realized it," Chen Lingyun confirmed the situation ahead with the Yin Ghost, smiling as she spoke, "They're just pretending not to know, while secretly setting up a trap for us to fall into."

"We can't fall into a trap," Li Minghu frowned as he spoke.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Chen Lingyun asked with an expectant smile.

"Do you have a plan?" instead of answering, Li Minghu countered with a question.

"Why don't we both write it on our phones?" Chen Lingyun suggested, "We can compare notes and choose the best course of action."

"Alright."

The other team members crowded around, watching as the two deputy team leaders typed out their messages and displayed their screens.

Li Minghu wrote, "Divide and conquer." Discover stories with My Virtual Library Empire

Chen Lingyun wrote, "Break the whole into parts."

The two exchanged a glance, nodding to each other as though they had reached a silent understanding... only to hear Li Zhaojiang unable to help asking:

"Wait, so what exactly did you two communicate?"

"I'll explain later," Li Minghu turned his head to give the order, "Qing'an's combat team, follow me!"

Zhenghai and Qing'an's teams quickly split in two and started moving separately.

Yan Yu's sword light traveled swiftly in the air, as the sorcerers around him kept shooting attacks his way but refused to personally pursue him.

As long as he stayed out of the attack range, the enemy continued to patrol on their original route... as if they were merely shooing away an annoying fly.

Yan Yu: ..........

No, it was a bit funny.

Of course, he could understand the reason behind the enemy's decision, which was nothing more than feeling that the Longcheng Flying General was too cunning and slippery, and that deploying men to chase him would be a waste of time. Instead, they preferred to focus their manpower on hunting down his teammates—that is, to pick off the low-hanging fruit first.

And furthermore, if they truly managed to capture one or two individuals, they might even use them as hostages to force him to surrender without a fight...

Indeed, it was a beautiful thought.

On the matter of "temporarily ignoring Yan Yu," Shenyuan Guang, who was just disembarking from the ferry at Sanzu River, would probably find common ground with Suo Wen.

Yan Yu quietly urged on the sword light, aiming straight for the golden light sorcerer, Suo Wen.

Then I shall go and take off his head!

Suo Wen watched Yan Yu approach with a cold eye, unafraid, simply sneering.

This title of Longcheng Flying General was indeed fitting—nothing but flying back and forth from start to finish. If you send men to kill him, he will lead them around like walking dogs, making them run all over the place.

But if you don't fall for the trick at all, don't get fooled, then he can only come and confront you directly.

It's just the right time!

Suo Wen was very confident in his ability to defeat the Longcheng Flying General. After all, he had started from a folk sorcerer and fought his way up the ranks, almost invincible in the Southern Border, and even the current Witch King had spoken highly of his strength.

Without the confidence of a strong person, how could he have possibly become a great lord in this Southern Border?

Suo Wen first threw out the Divine Evil Prayer Beads, blocking the offensive momentum of the Huang Ting Sword Light, and then swiftly formed a spell with his hands.

The prayer beads spun around in mid-air and rapidly released a large number of Yin Ghosts and Resentful Spirits, snarling and pouncing towards the sword light.

Yin Ghosts were mostly immune to physical damage, and the Flying Swords of the Qi Refinement stage couldn't deal with them. Therefore, Yan Yu had no intention of getting entangled with them—he simply dodged downwards to avoid the ghost onslaught and then surged upwards to attack Suo Wen once again.

Suo Wen had been waiting for this move, scattering a mass of brilliant gold light from his sleeves, which spread like clouds and mist, pouring down right onto Yan Yu's head.

This radiant golden light seemed sacred, but inside it was incredibly domineering.

Whether it shone on Flying Swords or on magical artifacts, it could directly erase their spirit, turning them into scrap; if it shone on a Transcendent, the person would immediately become dazed and senseless, turning into an idiotic waste, respond to commands like a dog or a pig, with not a shred of self-awareness to speak of.

The trouble was that its range was enormously vast, almost covering the entire 150-degree fan-shaped area directly ahead; there was absolutely no way to evade it using short-distance movements.

Yan Yu quickly moved his sword light away, dodging that vast expanse of golden light, and with a wide arc, skirted around the attacking Yin Ghosts. To the surrounding Sorcerers, it looked as if Suo Wen casually launched a curse, achieving the effect previously requiring thousands of troops—forcing the Longcheng Flying General to retreat, not daring to approach.

Excellent, excellent! Truly worthy of our beloved leader!

Thinking this, everyone's spirits were invigorated as they began hurling various attacks at Yan Yu, trying to pin down the slippery, erratically-flying Longcheng Flying General.

Yan Yu's sword light soared once more, avoiding the tide-like barrage of attacks. Just as the Sorcerers were about to continue the pursuit, Suo Wen quickly reminded them:

"Don't act rashly! If everyone chases him, we'll fall for his cunning plan! Everyone should maintain the original aerial patrol routes. Don't let any other Rikoku Cultivators have a chance to escape. If you see the Longcheng Flying General enter your attack range, just hit him in passing."

The Witchcraft Squad quickly received the order and fixed the collective Ghost Walking Technique's route, ensuring all the Sorcerers continued their patrol.

Although everyone was monitoring the surroundings, their attention was invariably drawn upwards—seeing the Huang Ting Sword Light circling around the Yin Ghost army, repeatedly launching attacks at Suo Wen, only to be forcefully repelled by a deluge of golden light the next second. Unable to penetrate, he could only roam the periphery, in an evident dilemma of being tied up with no solution.

Initially, everyone had been led around by the Longcheng Flying General like walking a dog. Now, with the Longcheng Flying General helpless against Suo Wen, the Sorcerers found it very satisfying. They continued to laugh and hurl long-distance attacks at Yan Yu, forcing him to expend more energy dodging, while they casually chatted and laughed among themselves:

"What Longcheng Flying General? He's nothing special!"

"Longcheng Flying General? More like Dog City Crawling General."

"How much True Yuan does he have left? Wait for him to tire out and get killed, then I will refine his corpse into a slave."

"No good, no good, better chop off his head instead. My home could use a new chamber pot."

Seeing his subordinates chatting and joking, Suo Wen suddenly had a hunch that something wasn't right, but since everyone was still on their patrol routes and any hidden Rikoku Cultivator flying out from the tree sea would not likely go unnoticed even if they were distracted, he continued to focus his attention, dealing with the attacks from the Huang Ting Sword Light.

But the more he defended, the more something felt off.

The Longcheng Flying General wasn't a fool. If he couldn't break through here, wouldn't he think of other methods?

Why would he insist on clashing with me here? Can his True Yuan endure? If my spiritual power was insufficient, I could calmly retreat to my subordinates, rest and recover. What would he do?

Logically, if he chose to keep clashing, there must be a necessity... definitely not to wage a war of attrition with me.

Could it be a feint, a trick to lure me into lowering my guard and then allow his Cultivator companions to launch a surprise attack?

It's not very likely... Right, how is the search down below going?

As Suo Wen continued to maintain a defensive posture, he summoned a Yin Ghost with the Divine Evil Prayer Beads and instructed:

"Go find Deqin and tell him to descend to the bottom of the trees to check how many Rikoku Cultivators have been captured."

The Yin Ghost quickly flew to find the deputy and relay the message. Deputy Deqin obeyed and descended through the tree sea to locate the search party below.

He flew around below for quite a while, but only saw rustling leaves and swaying branches, without a single person in sight. Besides the wind close by, birdsong in the distance, and the rustling sounds of spells flying overhead, he couldn't hear a thing.

There were also no shouts of Sorcerers communicating with one another.

Deqin fell silent for a moment, then released several Resentful Spirits in all directions to search for any traces of the Sorcerers, and took out his cell phone, intending to make a call.

Could it be that they have chased far away?

Just as Deqin was pondering the mystery, his field of vision suddenly filled with sword light!