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"Using our shortness to attack their strengths?" Chi Sheng was stunned for a moment, then slapped his hands together. "As expected of the Great Ghost Emperor—the idea is truly brilliant! Our weakness is that the Blood Sea is pouring in everywhere. No matter how elite their troops are, if they charge into the Blood Sea, they'll shed a layer of skin even if they don't die. They'll be dragged down until they collapse. This is a fine idea!"
"Luofu, the elites of the Demon God Realm aren't idiots. Why would they run into the Blood Sea and wear themselves to death for no reason?" Feng Yu curled his lip and sneered. This fat man had always been a wet blanket, and who would have thought that after all these years, he still hadn't changed...
"Feng Yu, I say you're foolish, and you really aren't clever! How many routes do you think there are to our Ghost Dao's central court? Are there even eight? I estimate that having two would already be impressive! The border is full of Blood Seas. Our Sacred Dao warships have half-reverse propulsion magnetic-field generators. If we block the obvious routes and launch occasional ambushes, would they not burrow into the Blood Sea? Do you think they'll knowingly charge through a route with enemies? Think about it—it's the Sacred Dao warships blocking the way, not relying on our Dao bodies! After all that back-and-forth attrition, can they hold out?" Chi Sheng hurriedly gestured as he imagined the scene.
"That does make some sense, but that's because the Great Ghost Emperor is clever, not you! You only thought of the final link!" Feng Yu said with a frown. He was firmly in the Taotie Branch's camp.
The Eight Ghost Emperors were now divided into two factions. Under