These lofty demon forefathers had never imagined theyâd one day be so hounded by a mere youngster that theyâd have to gather together and analyze him in detail.
In the past, the Great Divine Veluriyam had been the only one deserving of such attention.
But everyone knew of humanityâs sharp decline after the ancient war, so by right, the second demonic war shouldâve made short work of them. However, the promised victory lap had been plagued by snag after snag.
The previous conclusion wasnât met with unanimous agreement. Someone immediately countered, âJiang Chenâs strength is hard to measure. At first, he was supposed to be an empyrean cultivator. Now, apparently heâs weaker than only Daoist Goldenhowl. We wonât really know for sure without fighting him in person.â
âTrue, this is one slippery kid. Itâs hard to see through him.â
Forefather Celestial responded gravely, âIf he can match Daoist Goldenhowl in power, then we need to keep a close eye on him. If he can exceed that one day, then heâll be our greatest nemesis.â
Goldenhowlâs strength deserved his respect. Though a bit inferior to his own, no one else would dare claim absolute superiority over the golden demon.
âRaw strength alone is one thing, but this kid has guts and wits. His schemes are what ensnared our fellow forefathers one after another. That alone is a warning signal for us.â
One could be forgiven for succumbing to a ploy once or twice, but four or five different tribes in succession? This hundred percent success rate was frankly a terrifying number.
Clearly, strength was only one facet of this young human. His courage, his insight, and his unpredictable tactics all made him a dangerous threat.
None of these traits could be glossed over.
The forefathers repeatedly went over the previous debacles.
They could somewhat understand the defeat at the Rejuvenation Isles, at least. Their forces had been negligent. They hadnât expected Jiang Chen to be so formidable and been punished for it by a surprise attack.
But a powerhouse like Goldenhowl had personally been in command at Everlasting. Even so, heâd been lured away, leading his tribe to its doom.
These two confrontations should have served as a lesson for the other tribes, but Jiang Chen had scored yet another victory at Flora thanks to the demonsâ incessant infighting. In the end, none of the four forefathers from the monster and titan tribes made it out alive.
Internal friction was half the issue. The other half resided in the enemyâs excessive cunning.
Later on down the line, the fire and winged tribes had jumped feet first into a trap. The two fire demon forefathers, in particular, had brought about their own demise after being thoroughly duped, but the winged forefathers hadnât been much more discerning.
Such an outcome couldâve been fully avoided with some semblance of communication between the fire and winged tribes.
Again and again, the lack of internal cooperation proved to be the root of their downfall. There was no love lost between the tribes, or put more bluntly, each had their own selfish designs.
As for the wood demons, there was still no concrete information about them. Not a single soul had returned as of yet.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Forefather Celestial sighed after reviewing these elements. âIn short, thereâs nothing special about his strategy. He simply resorted to surprise ambushes. Or perhaps I should say he turned our carelessness and infighting against us. Had we been a little more united, how would we have suffered such a string of tragedies?â
âForefather Celestial speaks truly. We can roughly guess his strength from the pattern of his actions. He can handle two demon forefathers at the same time at most. At least, there are no instances of him going against four. Instead, heâs opted to play tribes against each other, or take advantage of small gaps in time. What does that tell us?â
âFellow daoist, there is truth to your words. Two is probably this bratâs limit. More would be too rich for his appetite.â
A very sensible deduction. Even Forefather Celestial nodded in approval.
Indeed, there must be a certain limit to Jiang Chenâs strength. He wouldnât have required such elaborate strategies otherwise.
This preliminary conclusion boosted the demon campâs confidence.
âOur tribes need to be more tightly knit,â suggested someone. âWe canât continue to look down on our enemies. Humans are weak, lowly creatures, but theyâre crafty and will exploit every advantage to its fullest. So, a little less selfishness from our part, a little more unity, and the kid will be powerless, no matter how many tricks he has up his sleeve.â
âIndeed. Since time immemorial, a strongman is worth ten bookworms. Starting from today, we must move in groups of four or more. Avoid acting by yourselves at all costs.â
Everybody joined in the lively conversation, but loud voices coming from outside interrupted them. A report came in. âForefathers, several wood demons have returned from Eternal.â
Forefather Celestial immediately shouted, âShow them in!â
There were many uncertainties about the wood tribeâs failure. After seizing Martial and Abyssal, the tribe had advanced unimpeded through its third sacred land. Every sign pointed to a swift victory, yet disaster had struck before they could blink.
It had been an enormous blow to their plans, so he had to fully understand what underhanded schemes Jiang Chen had resorted to.
Rather than superior strength, the survivorsâ escape was merely the fruit of serendipity. Theyâd found a chance to flee amidst the chaos of battle and slip through the net, but alas, very few had been this lucky. The rest of the tribe had been decimated.
Summoned, these demons quivered in fear at the sight of so many demon forefathers in one place. Deep down, they dreaded being labelled as deserters and executed for it.