The plan to encircle and suppress the Heavenly Demon Realm had been devised by the Heavenly Emperor.
Calling it a plan was a stretch. It was really just opening the gates and letting people in, picking a few pleasing faces to gild with glory so they could be rewarded according to merit afterward.
When it was already a dimensionality-crushing attack, what plan was there to speak of? Just go in and slaughter everyone—that was all.
Xiang Yuan had not taken part in this battle, leaving it to the divine generals under his command. In his daily rounds of visiting here and there, he had several times substituted tea for wine and grown quite close to the Erlang God. Through the latter's network, he had also become acquainted with several other famed immortals and gods.
In truth, even without the Erlang God, the True Warrior Great Emperor's name carried weight wherever he went.
In the Blue Star Realm, those Heavenly Gods who had received mounts owed Xiang Yuan a debt of gratitude—and they had yet to repay it.
Master Jingyun had said that a debt of gratitude could be large or small and must not be casually brushed aside. It had to be put to good use.
At present, Xiang Yuan lacked nothing. Those below him in rank made their debts of gratitude optional at best, while those above him were far inferior to him when it came to having someone powerful to lean on. He truly could not find anywhere to make use of those debts.
The campaign against the Heavenly Demon Realm took only seven days. On the first day, the army descended upon the border, and the capitals of the Seven Great Sages were utterly destroyed. The remaining six days were spent clearing the battlefield.
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