"Appearances?"
Chen Mu's words were far too profound for Ye Qingcheng to grasp their meaning.
"Think about it. Among hundreds of thousands of demons, why couldn't we see even a single general with slightly greater strength?" Chen Mu asked.
"..." Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes widened as she realized something was wrong. "Husband, do you mean these people were merely puppets meant to keep the Red Feather Demon Race occupied, while their true main force is somewhere else, plotting something?"
"Clever." Chen Mu nodded in agreement.
Chen Mu had already learned exactly why they were doing this through the system.
He temporarily returned Black and White Impermanence to the summoning space, then headed over at an unhurried pace with Ye Qingcheng, admiring the scenery along the way.
Ye Qingcheng asked no further questions. She would learn the answer soon enough, so there was no need to rush.
They left Chu Xiao and the other Red Feather demon soldiers standing there, utterly stunned.
"We... won?"
"Slaughtering hundreds of thousands of elite demons in just a few breaths... would anyone really believe it if we told them?"
"Forget hearing about it. Even though I saw everything with my own eyes, I still can't help wondering whether something's wrong with them."
"Haha." The smile was helpless. "It must be real. Surely there can't be something wrong with all our eyes?"
"In any case, let's return and report this news to the elders first!" Chu Xiao ordered.
His thinking was simple: tell those fellows everything he had seen and heard to prevent them from harboring thoughts of rebellion.
Fear was the best medicine for strengthening submission.
Chu Xiao did not want the ignorant actions of a few individuals to drag down the entire Red Feather Demon Race.
He spread his fingers, and a Recording Stone