The Five Great Demon Kings each commanded their own Demon Army. No one understood the principle of preserving one's strength better than Chi Zhe. He wasn't the least bit shy about it. Once the others had exhausted most of their forces, his would become the strongest in the Demon Race.
After a few battles, he and Jii Wanli on the opposing side had reached a tacit understanding.
They were the same kind of people with the same kind of plans, so it was easy to achieve. Of course, battles that needed to be fought were still fought, and those who were meant to die still died. This was also a good opportunity to eliminate dissenters. Chi Zhe sent all the Demon Generals he found disagreeable and those with wavering loyalties to the front lines.
The Dragon Race hadn't engaged in battle. A fight at this moment would be meaningless. The only viable option was to dispatch Giant Dragons to rescue the Burning Castle. But the news the Purple Dragon brought back left Linglong stunned.
