The Funeral Bell Rang!
Old Ancestor Ding confidently informed the White-Haired Woman of his analysis.
The White-Haired Woman chuckled softly. "You were able to see through such a simple smokescreen. Could the martial artists deploying troops in Jianghai Domain really be fools? Would she deliberately leave two openings for us?"
Old Ancestor Ding asked in surprise, "Sect Master, you mean..."
The White-Haired Woman smiled. "I estimate that in the two battle zones you consider the weakest—the eastern and northern battle zones—many experts are secretly lying in wait, just waiting for us to fall into the trap!"
"Don't attack from the eastern and northern battle zones. Have all the Demon Sect martial artists head to the southern battle zone!"
Old Ancestor Ding was dumbfounded. "Sect Master, you mean we should force our way in from the southern battle zone? That's the area guarded by the Eastern Continent Academy martial artists!"
"Of the four major battle zones in Jianghai Domain, the southern battle zone guarded by the Eastern Continent Academy is probably the hardest to attack. This truly isn't a wise move!"
The White-Haired Woman smiled. "A direct clash with the Eastern Continent Academy—that isn't what you've always wanted?"
Old Ancestor Ding looked at the White-Haired Woman with a face full of humility and said nothing. He indeed wanted to borrow the White-Haired Woman's power to destroy the Eastern Continent Academy and restore the Demon Sect.
The White-Haired Woman said, "The eastern and northern battle zones are obviously a smokescreen. There must be many experts hidden within them. As for the two territories in the western battle zone, they aren't easy opponents either!"
"They'll certainly think we fear the Eastern Continent Academy's strength and definitely won't attack from the southern battle zone. So I estimate that there shouldn't be too many experts