Junior sister took first place again

Chapter 522: Using strength to defeat cleverness

Urgent reports of the conflict in Wanghai City, secret messages from Master Mingjing regarding the sect meeting, a message from Master Yunhua requesting covert support, and intelligence on unusual monster movements coming in from the border...

Each piece of news was like countless cold chains, entwining around Ning Jiasheng's heart and almost suffocating her. The hall was filled with a heavy feeling as if a storm was about to come.

The inner demon's "multiple choice" is extremely vicious. No matter which side she chooses to support first, it may cause irreparable losses in other directions, and even cause the alliance as fragile as glass to completely collapse.

Ning Jiasheng's golden eyes swept across the pile of urgent reports on the desk. There was no panic on his face, only the extreme calmness of someone who was pushed to the edge of a cliff.

Passive firefighting will only lead to being led by the inner demons, running around in a hurry, and eventually exhausting your strength and falling apart.

The way to break the deadlock is not to put out the fire, but to "attack the heart and strategy, and hit the vital points directly"!

"Send the order!"

The Demon King's voice was like a knife, splitting the deathly silence of the Sun Palace.

"King Chongqiu." She stared at the demon king, known for his speed. "Take this ring and the Nine Lights Golden Order and rush to Dongzhou at full speed! You have three missions."

A set of nine red-gold armbands of different sizes, embedded end to end, emerged from Ning Jiasheng's palm. The rings were not completely round, but slightly angular, like solidified flames, or the ring-shaped tail patterns of a nine-section wolf.

A strange wood as dark red as blood jade is interwoven and fused with red gold that has been melted into the golden crow's feathers. Dense golden-red flame runes flow on the surface, emitting a scorching and majestic aura.

One of the armbands made a slight "clang" sound and fell off. Together with the Nine-Light Golden Order engraved with the Fire Phoenix totem, which symbolized the presence of the Demon King, it turned into a stream of light and flew before King Chongqiu.

"First, tell Shu Yin, the leader of the Bishui Sect, in person: 'If Dongzhou becomes chaotic, Immortal Master Shu Yin will be condemned as a sinner for all eternity!'"

"Dongzhou is the cornerstone of the alliance, and Wanghai City cannot afford to lose it! Tell her to use drastic measures, regardless of the cost, to immediately quell the conflict. Regardless of who or what race is involved, anyone who incites confrontation and commits bloodshed—"

Ning Jiasheng's eyes flashed with coldness, "Kill them all!"

"Secondly, take my token and secretly contact all of our clan's undercover agents in Wanghai City and along the coast. Fully assist the Bishui Sect's Law Enforcement Hall to uncover the demon clan spies. Focus on investigating the core members of the organization that promotes 'pure blood' and expel demons. Leave no one alive!"

"Third, if the situation becomes critical and the Bishui Sect's law enforcement forces are unable to suppress the demon tribe's indignation, you will use the Nine Lights Golden Order to mobilize the elite 'Angry Dragon' team lurking on the deserted island near the East China Sea. All those who are fanning the flames and intending to escalate the situation, whether human or demon—"

Her words were firm and decisive, "Kill him! To serve as a warning to others!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" King Chongqiu felt the majestic imperial power and burning fighting spirit coming from the armband and the golden order. Without any hesitation, he bowed deeply, and his figure instantly turned into a red light that tore through space and shot straight into the eastern sky.

"King Qingxiao!"

Ning Jiasheng turned to the fox king, whose eyes shone with a deep light and who was the best at psychic magic, with a murderous aura as tangible as substance.

"Immediately select the ten most elite phantoms from Shadowfang, bring the Bewitching Bell and the Hidden Talisman, and lead the team yourself, traveling day and night to Hehuan Palace."

"Find and capture or kill Xuan Shang, the core elder of the conservative faction who is colluding with the Black Demon Sect. This mission is crucial to the future of Hehuan Palace and will impact the entire situation in Xizhou. Only success is allowed! If captured, search his soul to uncover any evidence of his collusion with the demons."

"As your Majesty commands!" The Lord of Qingxiao nodded gracefully, his figure fading like smoke and mist, blending silently into the shadow of the hall, as if he had never existed.

"King Liuguang!" Ning Jiasheng's eyes fell on the last demon king who was famous for his defense and purification.

"You will lead the 'Stone Camp,' which excels at defense and clearing demonic energy. Bring along a sufficient supply of 'Soul-Calming Stones' and 'Demon-Purifying Powder,' the secret medicine. Set off at full speed for Qingzhou to assist Immortal Yunhua in consolidating his stronghold and clearing out the demons."

"I have sent a message to Immortal Venerable Yunhua: 'As long as the sparks remain extinguished, reinforcements will surely arrive. See you in Qingzhou in three days!'"

"As you command!" King Liuguang bowed and accepted the order. A thick ochre light emanated from his body, and he moved like a mountain. He took a step forward and disappeared outside the palace gate.

"Notice to the entire Youzhou and Donghai army!"

Ning Jiasheng's voice suddenly rose, and his pressure swept across Youzhou. "Abandon all peripheral strongholds and concentrate all forces on the core of Guixu Wall. Immediately, enter 'Nirvana' level combat readiness, and allocate all resources to this war!"

She suddenly stood up, the Nine Lights True Fire looming. "This emperor will personally lead the entire army to patrol the border and attack the demon's lair. Fight to sustain the war, and temper the sword with blood!"

The order was like a storm, precise and ruthless!

Ning Jiasheng did not choose to put out the fire everywhere, but instead threw the sharpest tip of the knife into the center of the storm - the battlefield at the junction of Zhongzhou and Youzhou, where the demonic energy was monstrous and the struggle was the most fierce.

There is a sense of cruelty in the decision-making process, no matter the cost, and even a bit of paranoia.

East line, Wanghai City.

King Chongqiu arrived secretly, and Sect Leader Shuyin received the Demon King's handwritten letter. The moment she unfolded it, the two words "kill all" that were so powerful that they penetrated the paper and contained an endless murderous aura made her pupils shrink suddenly.

A chill rose from his spine and immediately turned into iron-blooded determination.

She personally led the elite troops of the Law Enforcement Hall and suppressed the entire city with a thunderous force.

The main culprit had his cultivation abolished on the spot and was thrown into death prison; the evil traitor's stronghold was uprooted, and the murderers who participated in the attack on the demon clan and their instigators behind them were all required to pay tenfold with blood.

The secret agents brought by King Chongqiu were like an invisible net, supporting the blockade of key areas; the lurking "Angry Dragon" team was like an icy sword, precisely cutting at the edge of the vortex of turbulent emotions among the demon tribe, and instantly killing several leaders who deliberately instigated and attempted to cause greater conflicts, and their bodies were hung on the city walls for public display.

A storm that was powerful enough to tear apart the foundation of the alliance was forcibly suppressed by the iron-blooded hands of light and dark forces.

West front, Hehuan Palace.

On the eve of the conference, in the deepest night, King Qingxiao and his subordinate "Shadowfang" Phantom, like real ghosts, avoided numerous restrictions and quietly sneaked into the core area of ​​the conservatives.

The secret room where Elder Xuan Shang and his confidants were located was filled with warning arrays, but they were unable to detect even a trace of the Fox King's presence.

The bewildering bell rang silently, and the guard's eyes became confused for a moment.

King Qingxiao took action personally, and his spiritual magic pierced into Xuan Shang's sea of ​​consciousness like an invisible sharp blade, imprisoning his soul in the moment of his horror and seizing his spirit.

The irrefutable evidence was forcibly extracted and imprinted on a specially made jade slip.

Then, several shadows flashed by, and Xuan Shang and his confidants were killed silently. Their bodies were cleverly arranged to look like they had committed suicide out of fear of crime. The jade slip that recorded the evidence of colluding with the Black Evil Sect and letting the demon into the house was placed right on Xuan Shang's stiff palm.

At the meeting the next day, Master Mingjing threw out the blood-stained jade slip and said in a bone-chilling voice, "He rebelled against Xuanshang and colluded with the demons. The evidence is overwhelming, and he has been executed!"

The core of the conservatives collapsed in an instant, and Master Mingjing took control of the overall situation with lightning speed, and the bond between Hehuan Palace and the alliance became as solid as a rock.

South line, Qingzhou.

King Liuguang led the Rock Camp to arrive as promised.

The light of the Soul-Calming Stone was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, instantly stabilizing the shaky and broken defensive barrier of the Star Sect's stronghold.

The specially made secret medicine of Demon Purification Powder was activated by the warriors' magic power, turning into white light spots that scattered all over the sky. The light spots touched the demonic energy and filthy debris, making a "sizzling" sound of purification, just like ice and snow melting, quickly cleansing a relatively clean area.

The disciples of the Xingchen Sect, who received strong support, were greatly encouraged and joined forces with the demon clan to launch a counterattack against the remaining monsters.

The demon race's heavy defense provided a solid barrier for the human cultivators, while the human race's sophisticated magic made up for the Rock Camp's lack of long-range damage.

The two sides cooperated with each other and showed initial understanding. The remaining monsters were quickly wiped out by the angry counterattack, and the shaky Spark stronghold was finally stabilized.

At the border between Youzhou and Zhongzhou, Ning Jiasheng personally led the most elite demons, like the sharpest spear tip, and went straight into the demon cave on the border where the demonic energy was the densest and the resistance was the most ferocious.

The Demon King's sword flashed across the sky, and the Nine Lights True Fire burned the entire world. Wherever he passed, demons surrendered and demon caves collapsed.

She charged to the front of the formation, her strength surging like a volcano, and she put all her strength into every attack.

However, in the extreme release of power and bloody killing, a trace of unnatural, almost hideous hostility would occasionally flash across her brow.

A darker shadow seemed to flash across the depths of her golden eyes, but was immediately suppressed by her strong willpower, and her eyes returned to their cold and indifferent state.

Under his personal lead and the baptism of blood and fire, the demon army's murderous aura condensed into substance, and the wall of Guixu became even more eerie.

The huge wave raised by the inner demon almost completely submerged the remaining three states of the human race.

However, with the Demon King Ning Jiasheng's painstaking efforts, the use of both iron fist and wisdom, and even the risk of his life in difficult mediation and bloody counterattacks, the crisis that seemed to be bound to collapse was forcibly stopped and temporarily maintained at a shaky balance point.

Deep in the Demon Realm, Jiuyou Palace.

The inner demon has been "watching" the dramatic changes in the south.

Wanghai City's iron-fisted suppression, the power transition in Hehuan Palace, the rekindling of the Xingchen Sect's stubbornness, and Ning Jiasheng's brutal tempering of his troops in blood and fire at the border of Youzhou...

The "topic" he carefully designed seemed to be forcibly cracked by the other party with an almost brutal "force", and even turned the tables.

“Heh…”

A cold, low laugh echoed in the empty, silent throne. The silhouette of the figure appeared blurry and eerie in the surging demonic energy.

"You know how to sacrifice your own children to gain the upper hand, even risking your own life, personally entering a desperate situation, tempering your sword with blood... This decisiveness and ruthlessness, my good child, you really didn't disappoint your father."

There was a hint of twisted appreciation in that voice, but more of it was ice-cold amusement and the arrogance of being in control of everything.

"However, do you think that by gathering your strength and sharpening your blade, you can sever the fateful path your father has already paved for you? How naive!"

His voice suddenly turned harsh, carrying with it a cruel insight into fate. "The more powerful you become, the more magnificent the luck you carry. That 'seed' planted deep within your destiny..."

The inner demon's voice suddenly lowered, filled with temptation and malice, "The more hungry and thirsty you are, the more... you will thrive."

"bring it on,"

The inner demon's thoughts were like invisible tentacles, penetrating endless space. "Bring your tempered blade, bring your gathered ants, to the Demon Realm. Here..."

His voice echoed like the abyss, filled with fatal attraction and destructive traps. "This is your final destination, and the perfect breeding ground for the 'seed' to blossom..."

A wave of divine consciousness containing the exact coordinates of the core of the Demon Realm, full of endless temptations and deadly traps, was like a lighthouse that suddenly lit up in the dark void, imprinted on Youzhou without rejection, and projected accurately into the depths of Ning Jiasheng's sea of ​​consciousness.