"Chen Shao, we have to think of something!" The Eternal Sacred Land ancestor had not yet joined the fray, but his heart was brimming with anxiety.
He was a seasoned expert, after all, and he could see it plainly — though the attacks looked spectacular, they weren't dealing Old Man Guangdu any real, substantial damage.
Did Jiang Chen not know they needed a solution? His mind was already racing at full speed — wasn't that precisely him trying to think of one? But a strategy against the Demon Race wasn't something that could be conjured up with a snap of the fingers.
Right now, it seemed brute force was the only option.
"Ancestor, can you really not see it?" Jiang Chen asked lightly.
"What?" The Eternal Sacred Land ancestor was taken aback, somewhat confused.
"Right now, the enemy is down to just Old Man Guangdu alone — everyone else has already been subdued. Isn't that correct?"
"That's right. And precisely because he's the last one, we should press the attack and finish this old demon off in one fell swoop. Only then will Myriad Abyss Island know peace." The Eternal Sacred Land ancestor sighed.
"But precisely because Old Man Guangdu is the last one standing, everyone feels like victory is already in the bag. Haven't you noticed? Most of those participating in the siege may look like they're putting on a grand show, but they don't have the spirit to lay their lives on the line, let alone the resolve to fight to the death. That's the real reason this battle has dragged on so long."
Jiang Chen could naturally see it — everyone was putting on an impressive display, and they weren't exactly hiding their strength. The attacks were truly astonishing.
But whether they had the resolve to fight to the death — that was the crux of the matter.
In a situation like this, the reluctance to risk one's life was easily understandable. No one wanted to throw their life away when victory was so close at hand.
After all, they were facing a formidable mid-stage Divine Path opponent. If anyone charged in too aggressively and got cut down by Old Man Guangdu in passing — then what?
Even though everyone believed Old Man Guangdu was bound to die, no one wanted to be the one who went down as his stepping stone.
The Eternal Sacred Land ancestor fell into contemplative silence. Once Jiang Chen had pointed it out, he saw it too. He immediately proposed, "Why don't we deploy those people and have them attack at full power? They're under our spiritual control anyway — we don't need to worry about them holding back."
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. "Relying on them alone won't be enough. If any single link in the chain breaks down, it'll be nearly impossible to kill this old Guangdu."
The Eternal Sacred Land ancestor sighed. "Are the Demon Race truly this terrifying? He's just a single Divine Path cultivator, yet so many Divine Path cultivators combined still can't destroy him. If a full-scale demonic outbreak were to erupt, how could we possibly resist? Only now do I understand how difficult it must have been for our ancient predecessors to suppress the Demon Race in the primordial era."
That was nothing but the plain truth.
Yet Jiang Chen merely glanced at Old Man Guangdu. "We shouldn't idealize the ancients at the expense of the present. If this old Guangdu truly carries ancient Demon Race bloodline, he's definitely no ordinary demon. I'd wager he's most likely a powerful Demon Ancestor — a being on par with our Divine Path grand ancestors."
The Demon Race, in truth, had its own hierarchy.
Demon Race cultivators at the Divine Path level were all of the Ancestor rank, and were generally referred to as Demon Ancestors.
And the number of Demon Ancestors was exceedingly rare. Below the Demon Ancestors were the Demon Lords — beings of the Heavenly Seat realm.
For example, the Celestial Demon Lord that Jiang Chen had once encountered in the Chenxiang Valley.
The Celestial Demon Lord, however, belonged to the Celestial Demon clan — demons among demons, the noblest bloodline of the Demon Race. As a result, his power and Divine Abilities were in no way inferior to those of an ordinary Demon Ancestor.
This was evident from the fact that the Sacred One Sect had needed to mobilize its entire force just to suppress the Celestial Demon Lord.