Chapter 523: Wish Everyone A Happy Mid-Autumn Festival (2/2)

”You're right.” Ouyang Shang's face had also turned gloomy. ”At least, the Sword Elder would not allow us to fend for ourselves in such a dangerous place for three days. In fact, I have already considered this point before, but I was not eager to tell everything to the sect, because if it provokes the Elders of Spirit Sword Sect, then it's likely that it would directly detonate the Black Tide… But in any case, the core of the management trainee program is that the overall risk is manageable. But the emergence of the demon race has undoubtedly broken this.”

When it came to this, Ouyang Shang's view had been completely in line with w.a.n.g Lu.

”I guess that this is just a trick…” Ouyang Shang said, ”We have wasted three precious days.”

w.a.n.g Lu said, ”Wasting three precious days is not fatal, the fatal thing is that, since we mistakenly thought that the reinforcement is coming, we summoned most of the Junior Brothers and Sisters in the Savage Land to this place… This is a perfect opportunity for the other side to catch us all in one go.”

”What do you think the opponent would do next? Do you think he will still use the tactic of stirring up internal disorder by means of possession and other means?”

w.a.n.g Lu hatefully said, ”Possession? This is probably our biggest mistake, I now just realized that the effectiveness of the possession technique is not that great actually. In practice, it has enormous limits, but it's just that the opposite party is being mysterious to deceive us to tie our hands and feet. Think about it, if the demon race has such an amazing skill, then it must have been recorded in the history of the two great wars of immortal and demon. As for us, there were countless opportunities for him to make his move while we were on the road, but why didn't he do it? Think about it, of the three that he managed to use this skill, the first one is to control w.a.n.g Donghua to trap Shen Yiwen, the second is to control Li Xi to put poison in the food, and the third is to control Liu Xian to attack w.a.n.g Wu. Within these three times, each time his control is getting poorer and poorer. I don't think this is just a coincidence.”

Ouyang Shang said, ”... The opposite party is very clever in utilizing his skill. With the least amount of effort, he maximized the disruption in our team. However, if it's just like you said, that taking control over someone is not enough for him to kill, and the effect will worsen once we see through it, then what do you think he would do next?”

”I don't know.” w.a.n.g Lu calmly said, ”I have never guessed the opponent's thinking. From his behavior, there are many contradictions, but I can't really treat the opponent as a brainless person… It's so troublesome.”

Ouyang Shang said, ”Don't worry, sort out your current problems and then let's think together about the solution.”

”The first question, what is the purpose of the enemy? In theory, the only person the demon race needs to kill is me, and then the black tide can be completely detonated. But now, the target has been s.h.i.+fted to other people. This is basically putting the cart before the horse.”

Ouyang Shang thought for a long time and then said, ”Perhaps the importance of the black tide for the demon has declined? The demon has given up the plan to detonate the complete form of the black tide?”

”It doesn't make sense. One of the most important purposes of creating the black tide through the dream building technique is to kill Fenrir. An unfinished black tide might be able to beat her, but it could not kill her. And as long as Fenrir is still alive, the blockade of the ninth depth prison is unbreakable. This is equal to squandering away his power.”

”... Are you sure he has to kill Fenrir before he can free himself from the ninth depth prison?”

w.a.n.g Lu said, ”The so-called ninth depth prison is, in fact, an independent s.p.a.ce inside Fenrir's body. In the myth of Western Continent, this monster wolf can devour everything, which relies on this independent s.p.a.ce. This s.p.a.ce is naturally highly confined. Rumor has it that even G.o.ds could not come out after being swallowed. I don't think that the demon king is more powerful than the G.o.ds of Western Continent.”

”But do you still remember that in the demon spirit dream, with his own hand, he opened a window to the outside world, which allowed us to see the bloodline awakening of the desert tribe? If this ninth depth prison is completely isolated from the outside world… how did he infiltrate his power to the outside world? Or, if his body is trapped in the ninth depth prison, why is there a demon spirit dream that is connected to his soul?”

w.a.n.g Lu said, ”Dream building technique is indeed a technique that is beyond common sense. According to my understanding of it, there is indeed some effect of breaking the s.p.a.ce blockade, but only a part of his soul could detach from the blockade…”

”So, maybe only his remnant soul that is haunting us?”

”... Is that really necessary? Tearing apart his own soul, while leaving behind his body and the majority of his soul in the ninth depth prison, this is a completely self-defeating move.”

”But this is also the most rational approach. The black tide is blocked by you and he has no ample force to kill you in a short time. If based on this, then giving up part of his soul is the right thing to do.”

”Are you sure he has no other means? Does he have no other men in the Savage Land?”

”I can't be completely sure, but if he does have other men, there is no reason for him to stay dormant for two thousand years. At the very least, he could order his men to strengthen the scale of the demon spirit dream, right? Moreover, from what I have learned in the desert oasis at the time, those demons never knew that they had their own allies in the Savage Land. Thus, at least, I do not agree with the notion that he has other men.”

w.a.n.g Lu smiled and said, ”It's very rare for you and I to have subtle differences in opinion, but this time, I listen to you… In short, according to the reasoning, we can guess that the demon king has gotten out from the ninth depth prison at an extremely heavy price. But there's still an unresolved problem: since it's not easy for him to escape, why would he persist to entangle us, young cultivators? Wouldn't it be better for him to recuperate in the Savage Land and then stage a comeback many years later? He's been waiting for two thousand years, can't he wait another hundred years?”

Light flashed from Ouyang Shang's eyes as he said, ”I guess… He probably can't wait.”