Published: March 2, 2025
Looking at the sky, Aoga flew away with the Bone Prison, taking Yan Kairuo and the others with him. Wen Yu's gaze was cold and expressionless.
Wen Yu wanted Lord Tang Haofei to die; this was an undeniable fact. But now, things had indeed deviated slightly from the original plan. The spirit of the demon lord had trapped Wen Yu and the Faceless, but conversely, Wen Yu and the Faceless had also trapped the essence of the spirit of the demon lord. Comparing Feili's strength, if the essence of the spirit were here, no matter how many repeated life techniques Lord Tang Haofei had, he would undoubtedly be ground to dust. However, the essence was not present; here, only Aoga and Yan Kairuo, the avatars of the spirit, were left.
They also had the power to kill Lord Tang Haofei, but they had to consider the casualties involved. Completely killing Tang Haofei would come at too great a cost. In summary, sealing and capturing Tang Haofei was the best way to handle the situation.
This did not align with Wen Yu's original objective.
"However, we cannot ask for more, can we?" Wen Yu said with a smile, then shook his head.
Though it was somewhat regrettable not to witness Tang Haofei's death firsthand, under the premise that he was imprisoned and sealed by the demonic clan, Tang Haofei, as a competitor, naturally lost the threat he originally posed.
Whether the spirit of the demon lord killed, imprisoned, or transformed Tang Haofei into its avatar, in any case, the restrained Tang Haofei would definitely be excluded from the selection of the executor of the final goal by the sovereign. For Wen Yu, that was already enough.
This also counted as achieving Wen Yu's predetermined strategic goal—every strategic objective!
Thus, Wen Yu stood in place for a moment longer before giving his final command to the group of heaven's chosen level soul puppets behind him.
"Fall back!"
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Earth, Layered Battlefield.
Watching Aoga fly away with the Bone Prison from the perspective of Yuwen, Wen Yu One silently sighed.
On one hand, there was regret for Old Tang not being dead, while on the other, there was joy in eliminating his competitor, and even a tinge of guilt towards Tang Haofei.
The complex emotions were not something to be shared with outsiders...
Until Yuwen voluntarily ended the visual sharing with Wen Yu One, Wen Yu One was finally able to steady himself.
With a dim purple light flashing beside him, the recently summoned one-eyed, Star, and Victor spirit pets appeared by Wen Yu's side.
He looked at the three little ones crouching beside him, his expression gradually turning cold and indifferent. In the next moment, Wen Yu's thoughts raced, and within a short time, he resolved many significant matters.
"One-eyed, go call Fran over."
As soon as the voice fell, the one-eyed spirit darted out of the Barrier, running at full speed until he arrived at the communication station set up by the military.
"Star, go find Lin Que, Fang Yuqiong, and Gul."
Star accepted the order and left.
"Victor, go find the commanders-in-chief of various military districts, then come to my office. Open the safe on the east wall, the code is 8572957, take out the sealing sphere containing the Baru demon beast and bring it to me. Oh, and have Wei Tian come to see me."
The series of commands caused Victor to secretly roll his eyes.
The saying "the capable do more work" held true; compared to the one-eyed spirit and Star, Victor's handling of these trivial matters made Wen Yu feel more at ease.
Once the three little ones had all left, within the vast black light Barrier, only Wen Yu remained. He sensed the powerful and bottomless aura from across the Barrier, and a cold light shot from his eyes.
With all high-end combat strength missing, and despite the disarray caused by Lord Tang Haofei's interference in the demonic clan's war preparation, the current situation was still not good for Earth.
With his body imprisoned, unable to retrieve the Rift Device stored in the Spatial Ring, and with number six, number seven, and number eight trapped in the Demon Realm, their support had become a mere illusion. Even the completed heaven's chosen level soul puppets could only remain beside number seven.