Even if Huo Xuan had considered that Xu Taiping might deceive him and submit false reports about his tactical arrangements, he could never have imagined that Xu Taiping would abandon Qifei City and charge straight into the Demon Domain.
Still less could he have imagined that he had brought only sixty thousand troops.
Before Huo Xuan could recover, Lei Huo, in the image on the Heaven-Patrolling Mirror before him, called out again:
"Great General Huo, Great General Taiping has only one objective on this journey: to storm the Zhoujue Demon Grotto."
"To erase the Zhoujue Demon Grotto from the battlefield outright."
Huo Xuan could not help blurting out:
"He's dreaming!"
Somewhat agitated, Huo Xuan continued:
"What you just broke through was merely a border cavalry contingent of the Mao-Ri Demonic Army. A surprise tactic like that can work once at most."
"What's more, if our Vermilion Bird Well Ghost Army hadn't arrived, even those remaining hundred and thirty or forty thousand demonic troops would have been enough to trap you there and keep you from advancing!"
He stressed sternly:
"Once the White Emperor notices you-even if he doesn't recognize Xu Taiping-you won't get another opportunity like this!"
Lei Huo, who was flying through the air on his sword in the Spirit Mirror's image, did not waver in the slightest at Huo Xuan's words.
He merely said gravely:
"That is precisely why Great General Taiping asked me to contact you, Elder Huo, and ask you and the other three armies of the four directions to intensify your offensive against the Nine Abysses Demonic Army's front lines, so they won't dare readily withdraw their forces!"
Huo Xuan said somewhat angrily:
"Lei Huo, how did you end up siding with this kid? Do you really trust what he says that much?"
Lei Huo