War Fires Rise in the Northern Frontier

Demon Suppression Division, grand council hall.

The atmosphere was grim and murderous.

Mo Qianqiu sat upright in the seat of honor, his brows tightly furrowed. Zhou Xuanzi, the newly appointed Commander Lu Chen, and several core upper echelons of the Demon Suppression Division stood on either side.

Several urgent military reports from the Northern Frontier lay spread across the table.

"Three days ago, the Sky Wolf Sect began massing troops outside the three major border passes of Wolf Fang Mountain, Bloodwind Valley, and Iron Plains. Their forces now exceed one hundred and fifty thousand, including more than thirty thousand cultivator soldiers, personally led by Deputy Sect Master Wolf Owl." Mo Qianqiu's voice was low. "Last night, our three concealed outposts deep within the borderlands lost contact almost simultaneously. The scouting teams we dispatched reported that the outposts had been uprooted. There were no survivors, and traces of Sky Wolf Sect cultivation arts remained at the scene."

"What is Wolf Owl trying to do? Does he really dare launch a full-scale war?" asked an elderly general with white hair in a deep voice. He was Qin Wu, Deputy Commander of the Demon Suppression Division in charge of northern affairs.

"Li Zhan Tian has fallen, and Wolf Owl has risen to power. He urgently needs to establish his authority. On top of that, Commander Lu severely damaged their warship in the secret realm and slapped the entire Sky Wolf Sect across the face. It is hardly surprising that they would react so fiercely."

Zhou Xuanzi stroked his beard, his gaze profound. "But... such a large-scale buildup and provocation do not seem like mere revenge or an outlet for anger."

Lu Chen stared at the enemy positions marked on the map before suddenly speaking. "Their assembly points do not directly face Northern Garrison