At these words, everyone in the Royal Court marveled at their Great King's arrangements.
Even Yue Ting raised his head, astonishment in his eyes. He had not expected this barbarian cultivator to have such brains.
"Attacking the pass is a feint. Cutting off his retreat is the real objective."
"If Qing Chen sends troops back to reinforce it, withdraw into the Black Fox Ancient Road immediately and make his million-strong army run back and forth. If he ignores you, keep destroying Fortune Nodes to torment him."
"Whether he comes to the rescue or not, he must pay a price. In the end, we will trap and kill him outside Yanmen Pass!"
Wu Yanshuo understood the scheme. "Your subordinate obeys! Your wisdom is unmatched, Great King!"
This was an open stratagem.
At least in the Black Fox King's view, whatever schemes Qing Chen still had, as long as he avoided a head-on decisive battle and kept using the Yin River domain and the steppe's treacherous terrain to strike and retreat, harassing him layer after layer, he would already be invincible.
A mere Nascent Soul Peak cultivator was no Spirit Transformation Venerable, after all.
Nor could a million Dao Soldiers maintain their strongest military force forever.
Once Qing Chen's magic power ran dry, his troops grew weary, and most of his Fortune Nodes had been severed, the Black Fox King could kill him with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Qing Chen."
Cold light flowed through the Black Fox King's narrow eyes. "Your combat strength is your greatest weakness!"
Two days later, in the southern reaches of Fallen Star Plain within the Black Fox Royal Court.
Though this place was called a plain, its terrain was anything but flat.
Pitch-black ridges stretching for thousands of li carved up the land, their rocks