Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 62 The Grand Elder's Nonsense

"Elder, you should accompany Zi Dong on this trip." Zhou Yunting gave the order without even consulting Feng Song.

Since the idea came from Feng Song, and Zi Dong insisted on it, he was the only one who could go, and he was also the most suitable candidate.

"Zi Dong, once the Heavenly Demon Formation is activated, this elder will only be able to protect himself and will have no spare power to help you!"

The First Elder, Feng Song, was furious, but he dared not vent his anger on Zhou Yunting. He could only give Zi Dong a heads-up: if he died, don't blame him.

"Elder, with your cultivation level, you can simply help me restrain them." Zi Dong stated his purpose directly.

Feng Song is a Void Breaking Realm cultivator, so he will definitely be the primary target of the Heavenly Demon Formation. This gives Zi Dong time to wait for Zhou Yunting's rescue.

"Hmph!" Feng Song snorted coldly, glared at Zi Dong, and immediately walked down the mountain. It was too infuriating that he had become Zi Dong's shield!

However, he was still confident in his own strength. He couldn't break the Heavenly Demon Formation, but he could protect himself.

"Zi Dong, once the Heavenly Demon Formation is activated, do not act recklessly. I, the sect master, will immediately lead people to rescue you!"

Just as Zi Dong was about to follow the Grand Elder down the mountain, Zhou Yunting looked at the small hill to the north and immediately gave him a solemn instruction.

"Yes, Sect Master." Zi Dong quickly clasped his hands in a salute, then caught up with Feng Song, secretly cursing in his heart.

If we don't lend him 10,000 points of tenth-grade luck, what will he use to show off? That's the Heavenly Demon Formation. If all else fails, he can just use his ninth-grade luck to fight to the death.

The purple aura from the east can transform fortune. If it really is ten demon deacons at the Heavenly Profound Realm setting up an array, even if we exhaust all the ninth-grade fortune, we can still beat them down.

Feng Qingwu and Zhou Xinyu arrived quickly. After settling the Demon Hunter Team at the foot of the mountain, they immediately went up the mountain to pay their respects to Zhou Yunting.

"What?! Using Zi Dong as bait to trigger the Heavenly Demon Formation?! Whose idea was this?!"

Upon hearing that Zi Dong had risked his life, Feng Qingwu's eyes widened immediately. Her first thought was that Zhou Yunting had sent Zi Dong.

"The Grand Elder believes Zi Dong is the most suitable." Zhou Yunting glanced indifferently at Feng Qingwu and Zhou Xinyu, who were also glaring at him, and then pointed towards the village.

Because the sect leader and many elders were on the hill, Feng Qingwu and Zhou Xinyu did not use their divine sense to investigate or pay attention to the situation inside Luoshui Village.

"Sect Master, the Grand Elder is trying to kill Zi Dong! How could you agree to that?!" Zhou Xinyu immediately questioned him angrily.

Feng Qingwu took out a communication jade slip and tried to contact her grandfather, but Feng Song had already closed the communication jade slip.

She immediately understood her grandfather's intention: since they couldn't win Zi Dong over to the Feng family, they might as well use someone else to do their dirty work!
If you can't have it, then destroy it. Feng Qingwu has seen too much of this in the Feng family. Whether it's the patriarch or the grandfather, they are all ruthless and ambitious.

"The Grand Elder said that since Zi Dong is the chosen one, he will definitely be able to turn bad luck into good, and even the Ninth-Rank Heavenly Demon Formation will not be a problem. How can I not agree?"

Zhou Yunting glared angrily at Zhou Xinyu. How could he possibly defend Zi Dong in front of so many elders?!
This statement surprised all the elders. The First Elder had not mentioned the Ninth-Rank Heavenly Demon Formation, so why was Zhou Yunting adding fuel to the fire?

"Sect Master, we must bring Zi Dong back. Precisely because he is the chosen one of destiny, we must not let him put himself in danger. All talk of turning misfortune into good fortune is nonsense!"

Feng Qingwu was unable to contact her grandfather, and her divine sense could not extend too far, so she could only ask Zhou Yunting for help.

"Qingwu, did your grandfather say that?!" Zhou Yunting looked at Feng Qingwu in surprise, and Zhou Xinyu and the elders also stared at her in shock.

She actually said that Elder Feng Song was talking nonsense. He was her grandfather! This girl would abandon her grandfather for a pretty boy!
"Even my grandfather can't hurt Zi Dong!" Feng Qingwu shouted angrily, wishing she could rush into the village immediately and pull Zi Dong back. "The Grand Elder will protect Zi Dong." Zhou Yunting, however, didn't want to call Zi Dong back, because he wanted to know where Zi Dong's limits were.

With him and many Void Breaking Realm elders protecting him, the Heavenly Demon Formation could not harm Zi Dong, especially since this was Yun Tian Sect's territory.

"Sect Master, the Demon Leopard Clan holds a high position within the Demon Clan. Zi Dong killed their young master, and this revenge must be taken, not to mention the Demon Clan as well!"

Zhou Xinyu had to remind Zhou Yunting that Zi Dong had too many enemies, and the demons were well-prepared, so it was definitely not just the Heavenly Demon Formation.

"You mean the demon race will also intervene?!" Zhou Yunting hesitated. If there were demons involved, then things would be troublesome.

“What about the Witch Clan? Who can guarantee they won’t make a move?!” Feng Qingwu immediately understood Zhou Xinyu’s intention: to exaggerate the situation as much as possible.

"It's too late!" After Zhou Xinyu and Feng Qingwu said that, Zhou Yunting really wanted to call Zi Dong back, but Feng Song and Zi Dong had already entered the wooden building.

Suddenly, the sky above Luoshui Village changed dramatically. Dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, turning pitch black in the blink of an eye and enveloping the entire village.

"Is this the Heavenly Demon Formation?!" Feng Qingwu exclaimed in alarm, looking at Zhou Yunting with a pleading expression.

"It's just the aura of the Heavenly Demon; the grand formation hasn't been activated yet." Zhou Yunting's divine sense had been constantly surrounding Luoshui Village, so he could naturally sense whether the Heavenly Demon had descended.

Legend has it that the demon race possesses a powerful Heavenly Demon Space, where the souls of cultivators enter after death and can grow stronger by devouring other beings.

Demon cultivators can communicate with the Heavenly Demon Space through secret methods. After being possessed by a Heavenly Demon, their cultivation level will rapidly increase.

The Heavenly Demon Formation is designed for low-level cultivators. It not only allows them to be possessed by Heavenly Demons, but also traps enemies within the formation.

"What are the demons waiting for?!" Zhou Xinyu's divine sense had already enveloped the entire Luoshui Village, and she sensed the anomaly.

"Demonic and witch cultivators have entered Luoshui Village!" Zhou Yunting's divine sense was stronger than Zhou Xinyu's, and he quickly discovered it.

At this time, Elder Feng Song and Zi Dong were trapped inside the wooden building. No demon cultivators appeared; instead, it was the demon race and the witch race.

Ten Heavenly Profound Realm demon clan deacons and ten Heavenly Profound Realm witch clan deacons—that's quite a grand gesture in the Azure Dragon Mountains.

This is, after all, the territory of the Yuntian Sect. With such a large-scale gathering of the demon, monster, and witch races, they are very likely to be wiped out.

This is also a desperate gamble by the three clans to completely eliminate Zi Dong. If he continues to grow stronger, who knows how many more cultivators from the three clans will lose their lives at his hands!
"Elder, this black mist can shield divine sense. Does this mean the demon race has already activated the Heavenly Demon Formation?"

Zi Dong's divine sense was compressed inside the wooden building, making it impossible for him to detect the situation outside. He had no choice but to ask Elder Feng Song for help.

"I don't know." The Grand Elder shook his head gravely. "I'll be rushing out later, so you'd better stay close!"

"Elder, if we rush out without thoroughly investigating, we might fall into a trap set by the demons."

Zi Dong quickly tried to dissuade him, because Donglai Ziqi reminded him that there were demon and witch cultivators outside the wooden building, and 200 points of sixth-grade luck could wipe them all out.

"Hmph, do you think this Grand Elder is afraid of the Demon Clan's trap!" Grand Elder Feng Song snorted coldly and immediately walked out of the wooden building.

(End of this chapter)