Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 480: The Demon Suppression Generals Enter the Sea of Demon Suppression

Chapter 480: The Demon Suppression Generals Enter the Sea of Demon Suppression

Soon, order was restored within the Xuanwu Forty-One Outpost.

Many had come to understand something clearly.

Even someone like Shen Mo—a genius already designated as the next fortress lord of Xuanwu Fortress—was still stationed at the outpost.

So what were they afraid of?

Zhong Baisheng looked at Shen Mo with relief. “Commander Shen, the fact that you stood up and spoke at such a crucial moment already shows the demeanor of a fortress lord.”

Wang Xing’an chuckled. “Exactly. Just now, you looked exactly like General Zhang did in his early days.”

Shen Mo let out a helpless laugh. “I was merely doing what I ought to do.”

“But Old Wang… did General Zhang really say that to you?”

Wang Xing’an lowered his voice. “No—but he told Old Zhong.”

Zhong Baisheng nodded. “General Zhang had this plan in mind long ago, but back then, your strength wasn’t sufficient. He was concerned you couldn’t command the other leaders, so he hesitated.”

“But after word spread of how you slew the son of a Great Demon and beheaded two Peak True Demon Lords, every commander praised you.”

“General Zhang’s heart was finally put at ease.”

Shen Mo nodded slightly.

With his current strength and reputation, no one would dare object to him becoming the next fortress lord.

He was indeed the best candidate for Xuanwu Fortress’s next lord.

“General Zhang has likely begun to take action already.”

“Our only duty now is to defend the outpost and never allow the demons to breach it.”

Zhong Baisheng said solemnly.

Shen Mo, Feng Cang, and Wang Xing’an all nodded seriously.

...

Xuanwu Fortress

A squad quickly headed toward the Sea of Demon Suppression.

Leading them was a middle-aged man with graying temples—Zhang Longxiang, lord of Xuanwu Fortress.

At his side were three commanders and over thirty centurions.

This squad consisted of Xuanwu Fortress’s most elite members.

Under Zhang Longxiang’s command, the squad rode the Wave-Cutting Battle Platform at top speed into the Sea of Demon Suppression, heading straight for the fourth layer.

“Let’s hope nothing has happened to you.”

Zhang Longxiang stared into the pitch-black, still ocean, anxiety in his heart.

Halfway through their advance—

Two more squads arrived.

One from the Blood God Fortress, led by its lord, Shi Tian.

Another from Azure Dragon Fortress, led by its lord, Tang Jinglong.

Zhang Longxiang’s gaze fell on Shi Tian and Tang Jinglong, lingering especially on a monkey and a white wolf within the Blood God Fortress squad.

The two humans and three beasts gave slight nods.

They said little and quickly merged forces, advancing together into the deeper parts of the Sea of Demon Suppression.

Even though the upper three layers of the Sea of Demon Suppression had long been explored by the three clans and many outposts established—

The demon clan was seemingly endless.

Thus, this joint squad formed from the three fortresses had only just entered the deeper layers when their presence was detected by demon scouts.

The information was swiftly delivered to three Great Demon Lords:

The Third Great Demon Lord, An Mie;

The Fifth Great Demon Lord, An Wuyue;

The Sixth Great Demon Lord, An Chen.

All three were currently located on the fourth layer, standing atop a towering mountain, overlooking the distant outposts.

An Zhenying said, “...Father Demons, that is the situation. Among the squad are Zhang Longxiang, Tang Jinglong, and Shi Tian—three Demon Suppression Generals.”

“As for their subordinate commanders and centurions, many are present as well.”

“They’re likely the most elite troops from each of their respective fortresses.”

Upon hearing this, An Mie burst into laughter. “All their geniuses are trapped on the fourth layer—it would’ve been strange if they didn’t panic.”

“We’ve forced them out, just as planned.”

An Wuyue laughed strangely. “Indeed. I recall Tang Shenting and Shi Mie had already been chosen as the future fortress lords after the next.”

“And that Shen Mo fellow, exceptional talent—Zhang Longxiang may not have said it outright, but in his heart, it’s clearly what he intends.”

An Mie nodded in deep agreement. “Exactly. That’s why we had to lure them into the Sea of Demon Suppression—onto our turf.”

An Chen frowned slightly.

Then he asked, “What about the other Demon Suppression Generals? Any unusual movements?”

An Mie waved it off. “Old Sixth, I know what you’re thinking. You’re worried the other generals might interfere, right?”

An Chen nodded.

An Zhenying immediately stepped forward and reported, “Sixth Lord, according to the reports from our agents planted in various fortresses, the other Demon Suppression Generals have shown no signs of mobilization.”

“They probably welcome the fall of the geniuses from Xuanwu Fortress, Blood God Fortress, and Azure Dragon Fortress.”

Only then did An Chen’s expression ease a little.

After a moment’s hesitation, he added quietly, “Still, three against three—even if we have the advantage—there might still be unpredictable variables.”

Manifestation Realm cultivators could, to some extent, resist the suppression of the demon-infested lands.

Three versus three could easily become a long, drawn-out war.

There was even a chance that one of the three Great Demon Lords might fall.

Even a severe injury would be no small matter.

After all, competition among the Great Demon Lords was fierce.

If that were to happen, the loss would outweigh the gain.

An Mie smiled. “Don’t worry—the Demon Emperor’s Left Hand has already been revived.”

“Those two fools, Old Nine and Old Ten, wanted to keep the Demon Emperor’s blood essence for themselves. But they don’t know I’ve already planted my people among their subordinates.”

“An Cang will personally go find them.”

“As soon as An Cang arrives, they’ll obediently hand over the Demon Emperor’s Left Hand.”

“By then, An Cang will send someone to deliver it. With the power of the Demon Emperor’s Left Hand, we’ll have absolute superiority against Zhang Longxiang and the others.”

Only then did An Chen and An Wuyue nod in agreement. “In that case, excellent.”

With the Demon Emperor’s Left Hand anchoring the formation, killing Zhang Longxiang and the others would just be a matter of time.

An Mie’s words gave them the reassurance they needed.

However, a faint unease still lingered in An Chen’s heart.

Had their plan truly succeeded?

Had they really forced Zhang Longxiang and the others into the fourth layer?

An Chen felt it would be wise to remain cautious.

...

Deep within the Fourth Layer

Outside an ancient altar.

The Ninth Great Demon Lord, An Yun, and the Tenth Great Demon Lord, An Shuo, were hard at work extracting the blood essence from the Demon Emperor’s Left Hand.

Greed filled the eyes of the two demons.

Not far away, inside a cavern—

An Zhenzhu was waiting quietly.

In front of him was a slowly rotating miniature demon-evading teleportation array.

Suddenly, a glow flickered within the array.

Buzz—

Two figures stepped through the light screen and appeared in the dark, oppressive environment.

The first figure was a white-scaled flood dragon with a sleek, powerful form.

It was Ao Qin, lord of the Cold Dragon Fortress and a Demon Suppression General.

The second figure was a black crocodile, fierce and terrifying.

It was E Yuan, lord of the Sky River Fortress and also a Demon Suppression General.

An Zhenzhu’s eyes lit up at the sight.

She released a trace of spiritual power and then whispered, “Sirs, I am Zhu Xuanji.”

Ao Qin scrutinized the burly demon before him.

After a moment, he couldn’t help but nod in admiration. “A hundred years ago, when Vermilion Bird Fortress was heavily damaged and Zhu Xuanji was declared dead, I felt something wasn’t right.”

“With talent like yours, how could you die so easily?”

“As expected—if Zhang Longxiang hadn’t told me, I’d still be in the dark!”

“I never imagined you, Zhu Xuanji, faked your death, came to the Sea of Demon Suppression, and became a trusted subordinate of the Ninth Great Demon Lord!”

E Yuan, who didn’t care much for humans, still gave a rare nod of approval. “Zhu Xuanji, you’ve made great contributions this time. Even I, Old Croc, respect you!”

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