Chapter 5779

Once his supplies were in order, Jared did not remain in the town. He slipped away and, on the barren fringe of the Myriad Sword Mountains, located a lonely ravine where even the thinnest strand of spiritual energy struggled to survive.

There, he planned the heart of his ruse-a forged Infinite Soul Demon Sect command.

He produced the finest blank communication device, crossed his legs, and let his consciousness sink into the crystal lattice.

Soul power surged through him like a midnight tide. With it, he mimicked the Infinite Soul Demon Sect’s signature aura ―icy, treacherous, and forever quivering with distant screams.

Minute by minute, the words he had drafted earlier settled into the glowing script inside the device. He combed his memory for every scrap of style he had gleaned from Gavin, Yvette, captured manuals, and looted tokens-grammar, jargon, even the order they listed titles. Not a single syllable could betray him.

He shaped the text as a top-secret order from Sheldon to an embedded operative codenamed “Shadow.”

“Shadow, hear my command. The sect will wage full war on the Mystic Sky Sword Sect and seize the spirit veins of the Myriad Sword Range. From this instant, you are to watch the sword sect’s every move. At midnight three days hence, unite with our main force and strike from within. Target the Alioth Nexus of their Big Dipper Swordsteel Array. The Alioth Nexus anchors one of seven cores. Destroy or cripple it-whatever it takes. I will lead the frontal assault. Inner and outer blades will snap their gate in a single night. Success alone is permitted; failure equals death. Delay or leak this plan, and pay with your head.”