“Kivic, the Pride of Humility!” Patriarch Yulai Muji spoke out loud, his voice carrying a deep edge of gravity. “Without a single shred of a doubt, for every single elder and leader gathered here tonight, I am completely certain that we all know that monstrous individual. It might not be the case within the deeper sectors of the demonic territory, but here on the border and within the western and beyond, Kivic is as fearsome and dangerous as the highest elders and grand masters of the demonic factions. In fact, some of us around this table, including myself—have personally exchanged life-threatening battles with him in the past.”And indeed, the rest of the leaders all immediately showcased a deep, anxious familiarity at the mere mention of Kivic's name. Some of the peak Enlightened masters responded with skipping heartbeats and flickering breaths, while others had sudden beads of cold sweat forming along their temples as they remembered the demon's brutal methods.“Before I offic

“So, what this ultimately means is that we are supposed to be deployed significantly earlier than their scouts anticipate in the war zone, allowing us to be fully capable of launching this ambush successfully,” Oasis spoke, wrapping up his point. “So, does anyone around this table have anything of value to add to this, or does anyone wish to modify what I have just laid out?” Oasis raised his head, his piercing, unrestricted gaze sweeping cleanly across the entire circumference of the circular stone table.And at that exact point, absolutely no one dared to say a single word. The silence was absolute.“Then the logistics are remarkably simple,” Oasis spoke, his voice cutting through the quiet. “The total number of peak Enlightened Realm cultivators currently present within our entire combined western ranks amounts to exactly 105 individuals and that is if I explicitly include all of you gathered here in this pavilion, every single elder stationed outside this mountain peak, the mast

“Mmh… what is this?” Oasis spoke aloud, his piercing azure eyes narrowing into slits as they focused entirely on the grim spectacle laid out before him. “It highly seems we happen to have a traitorous mole embedded deep within our ranks, huh?” A small, low scoff of unadulterated contempt escaped his lips. “As expected.”Oasis spoke with an eerie calmness as he hovered motionless in the mid-air, the wind whipping against his pristine robes. Master Mabok Huano floated directly nearby, his expression deeply unsettled. To Oasis's immediate right, Vesta hovered in the sky, his arms casually crossed over his chest while a highly arrogant, prideful smirk danced on his youthful features.Before them, spanning a distance of barely several dozens of meters, dozens and dozens of high-ranking Demonic Masters hovered ominously in the air. Directly behind these floating figureheads, down on the jagged earth below, hundreds and hundreds of heavily armed demonic infantry troops stood shoulder-to-sh

“Mmh… it highly seems your little pawn has failed you, Lord Zabaka,” Uro of the Abyssal Core spoke out loud, his raspy voice dripping with casual indifference. He turned his head slightly toward Zabaka, who was currently staring intensely across the open sky toward what was happening within the fractured ranks of their enemies, the Western Alliance.Zabaka observed the far side of the sky with a deep, furious frown as he perceived Gomo’s severed body cleanly falling in two separate pieces to the ground below. The disgraced patriarch had been violently attacked by an invisible strike that neither of the demonic lords had even perceived where it originally originated. The sheer speed of the execution had completely bypassed their demonic senses, leaving a lingering, tense stillness in the morning air.!!!“Pathetic… such is the natural, inevitable fate of those ignorant, short-sighted humans,” Zabaka spoke, his voice dropping into a low hiss as a thick, pale steam danced around the si

Then, right after delivering his words, Zabaka scoffed heavily for a moment as he gazed straight into Oasis’s eyes. The physical distance separating them was miniscule, leaving them standing a mere inch away from one another in the center of the volatile battlefield.“I really miss this exhilarating feeling!” Zabaka roared, his voice booming like rolling thunder in the tight space. “And those eyes of yours…” he growled, staring intently into Oasis’s face as if he were peering through a massive magnifying lens.Because they were standing so closely near each other, the shimmering details of the youth's eyes were fully visible. The intricate, geometric patterns within Oasis’s luminescent azure irises were actively rotating at this exact moment, glowing with an ancient and dangerous sacred light that seemed to pierce right through the demonic lord's soul.“If my memories serve me well, I vividly recall that among your rare kind, there are those select prodigies who are naturally born