At Chen Yanzhao's words, firm as nails driven into iron, the entire command tent fell deathly still.
Xiao Wenbin wanted to speak, but found he had no argument.
If what Chen Yanzhao said was true, the Demon Sect had long been plotting a massive blood sacrifice in Cloud Province.
Splitting their forces now to rush to Everlasting Prosperity Town's aid would be courting destruction.
Even if the town held, Cloud Prefecture City would likely become a purgatory.
If the Demon Sect gathered a hundred thousand corpse soldiers within Cloud Prefecture City and sent them rampaging in support of the Sky Wolfers' advance south, the nation and its people would face annihilation all the same.
"Th-then what are we to do?"
Xiao Wenbin was at a loss.
Chen Yanzhao sighed and rubbed his brow, feeling utterly exhausted.
These secrets had weighed on him for months.
Even with his Innate Realm, Blood Exchange physique, the strain had worn him down.
Chen Mu found the situation troubling too. Frowning, he asked:
"My lord, you uncovered this in advance. Has the Divine Capital made no response?"
"Will it truly let the Demon Sect remain entrenched out there and do as it pleases?"
Xiao Wenbin's eyes lit up at the crucial question.
"Exactly! The Divine Capital need only muster the Demon Suppression Bureau's experts and wipe out that Qingyang Demon Abbey."
"The Demon Sect's threat would collapse on its own!"
To their surprise, Chen Yanzhao gave a cold laugh and shook his head.
"Why do you think Great Yue has fallen into such turmoil?"
"If the Divine Capital had strength to spare, would it have let those fiends hold their ground out there for so long?"
"Neither of you has seen enough to understand what lies behind this. Ah, it's a long story..."
He laid