At first, Ou Minghai and the Elf Queen had been uncertain. But after witnessing the devastating power of Heaven Demon Powder on the battlefield, they knew one thing clearly: as long as they kept Fang Chen safe, they could win.
Heaven Demon Powder was too powerful. They did not even need to confront the Devil Race head-on. Once the powder was scattered over them, they would descend into madness and slaughter one another.
If they could reach the Demon Race Continent and scatter Heaven Demon Powder across it, the Devil Race would surely suffer a crushing loss of strength.
The Elf Queen looked at Ou Minghai. "High Priest, the Devil Race will certainly investigate Heaven Demon Powder. Its power is too great for them not to try everything they can. We cannot waste such a good opportunity!"
Ou Minghai's eyes brightened. He knew what the Elf Queen had in mind.
He smiled. "I'll arrange it at once. We'll spread word that Heaven Demon Powder was created by one of the great apothecary's disciples, then use the chance to root out the spies the Devil Race planted among us!"
The Elf Queen nodded. "Go. Remember to keep it discreet!"
"Rest assured, Your Majesty. This is my specialty!"
Ou Minghai bowed slightly to the Elf Queen, then turned and left.
In the days that followed, Fang Chen continued crafting one thing after another.
Meanwhile, the Elf Race exploited the Devil Race's desperation for information about Heaven Demon Powder and rooted out many spies within their ranks.
After all their efforts, the Devil Race learned that the mysterious substance was called Heaven Demon Powder. But they still could not uncover its origins, leaving the Qingtian Demon Emperor furious.
"Investigate! Whatever the cost, find out where this Heaven Demon Powder came from!"
The Qingtian