Lin Yun sat at the head of a stone table, deep within the hidden base he had constructed over the years. His warriors, each a formidable cultivator in their own right, gathered around him, awaiting his orders. The room was dimly lit, and the atmosphere was thick with anticipation. Today marked the beginning of the final phase of his strategy—the ten-layered plan that would, if executed correctly, bring Wang Li's Holy Devil Dragon Sect to its knees.
For years, Lin Yun had quietly gathered powerful warriors, honing their skills and loyalty in preparation for this very moment. The time had come to strike, but it had to be subtle. He needed the spark of a small conflict, something so seemingly insignificant that no one would notice it for what it truly was until it was too late.