Chapter 5770

Bartram slammed a palm on the table. “Brilliant! We shift from prey to predator and drag the Infinite Soul Demon Sect into our rhythm instead of theirs!”

Even Arden bowed his head, all earlier misgivings drowned beneath reverence. In his gaze toward Jared now lay only awed submission.

Jared watched the revelation blossom across their faces, then spoke in a calm that cut like a steel edge. “Strategy alone is never enough. We must know ourselves and know our foe. The Infinite Soul Demon Sect’s advantage is simple -compact numbers and punishing strength. Yet power needs fuel. They bleed resources to keep their war engine roaring: weapons to arm disciples, elixirs to raise cultivation, spirit mines to line their coffers. They love to plunder. Very well-let us repay them in kind.”

A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, promising retribution the way winter promises frost.

Out of that smile, an audacious plan crystallized in Jared’s mind.

For the next few days, the Myriad Beast Sect moved like a newly oiled machine, every cog clicking in perfect time.

On Jared’s instruction, Paxton dissolved his disciples into dozens of lean strike teams, each no larger than a hunting pack.