Once Tang Xiao's vital signs had stabilized, Tang Yuehua and the three elders finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Second Elder frowned. "Your Excellency, although Spirit Hall's Ninth Elder and Porcupine Elder are dead, my fifth and sixth brothers have also perished. The Sect Master may have survived, but his strength has declined.
Spirit Hall still has six Titled Douluo. Does Your Excellency have any plans for what comes next?"
"Elders." Dai Pojun cupped his hands in salute. They were senior figures of the spirit master world, worthy of his respect. Then he laid out his plan.
"There are only two things we need to do next. First, reinforce Clear Sky Fortress's defenses and prepare for a prolonged battle against Spirit Hall's forces. However, we do not need to defeat them; we only need to hold our ground. Second, wait. We simply wait for Spirit Hall's forces to withdraw."
"What? Spirit Hall withdrawing?" It was not just Second Elder—several elders were dumbfounded. Why would Spirit Hall withdraw?
Spirit Hall still had over five thousand spirit masters. Unless they were beaten into submission, why would Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Douluo withdraw their troops?
"That's right. When I came here, my father had already mobilized three hundred thousand troops and marched toward Spirit City. By now, he should have surrounded it.
Most of Spirit Hall's spirit masters are here, so Spirit City is bound to be poorly defended. Once the Star Luo army launches its assault, Spirit Hall will certainly suffer grievous losses. They will then inevitably order Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Elder to lead their troops back to reinforce Spirit City. Once that happens, the Clear Sky Sect's crisis will be resolved.
At the same time, we have laid ambushes along the border. We will besiege the point and strike the