The Banner Fan's Plot to Attack and Lure the Enemy, Shou Chou Slowly Advances on the Road to Stay

At the thought of Zhao Cheng being able to do nothing but passively take hits, unable to catch them no matter how he chased, toyed with by the two of them until he flew into a rage and stomped his feet cursing, Yan Lu felt an immense rush of satisfaction.

It was as though the grudge from Red Water Formation—where Zhao Cheng alone, with a single halberd, had driven them into a dead end and even smashed their magic treasures—could finally be repaid with interest.

"We need to plan this method out carefully. Not one step can go wrong, lest something slips up and that devil finds an opening!"

Yan Lu nodded again and again, his face glowing red and his enthusiasm so high he wished he could act at once. "No problem! Just give the orders, Senior Brother. However we do this, I'll listen to you!"

Yang Ren lowered his head to look at the shrunken Primordial Banner resting on his palm, seven-colored rosy light flowing across its surface. He said gravely, "Zhao Cheng's True Essence is incomparably deep, and he possesses all sorts of strange yet devastating techniques. That is his advantage.

"But I have observed him closely. He simply has no magic treasures worth mentioning, whereas we possess treasures such as the Primordial Banner and the Zhurong Divine Fire Staff. That is our advantage."

"So we absolutely cannot clash with him head-on. We must gather our strength for surprise attacks and burst attacks—strike and leave, never linger in battle."

"Of the two of us, one must retain at least thirty percent of their True Essence at all times. The instant he catches up, activate the Primordial Banner and relocate, making him able to see us but unable to touch us. The longer he chases, the more furious