Chapter 129: Lure the Tiger Away from the Mountain
While his unreliable senior brothers and sisters were supporting Nan Wang, Zhan Chenming was working for the big formation in the inner hall.
Together with him were the equally miserable disciples of the Zhen Sect.
The disciples of Zhen Sect had long been accustomed to this. From the first day they entered Zhen Sect, they knew that they were different from others.
Others are monks, and they are the cattle and horses among the monks.
But cattle and horses are cattle and horses. The monthly salary of Zhen Sect disciples is twice as high as that of other sects. Their daily needs can be met first. They have received so many benefits, so it is only right that they can contribute a little at the critical moment.
Zhan Chenming was now controlling the Qingyun Formation that covered the entire Qingyun Sect, and his ears and eyes were therefore much more informed.
He could see what was happening in the square and hear the reactions of other disciples and elders.
Obviously, there was no need for him to be involved in the fourth brother's affairs.
Just these few senior brothers and sisters of his are enough to give the Demon Cult... and other immortal sects a headache.
Zhan Chenming was not worried about Nanwang at all. What he was worried about were the evil cults at the foot of the mountain who suddenly became quiet for unknown reasons.
It's funny to say that the immortal sect monks were so focused on Nan Wang that they couldn't spare the energy to pay attention to the situation of the demon army.
Only poor Gu Shanshi was forced to take on the heavy responsibility that did not belong to him and had to confront Tong Yan with difficulty.
When he saw the identity deed, Gu Shanshi asked Tong Yan to wait there without any hope, and he would give him an answer after he informed the elders of the situation.
As he said this, Gu Shanshi's face remained calm, but his heart was furious.
He knew very well that the Second Elder's water mirror could directly see what was happening here, and since it was related to the Fourth True Teaching, even if he was not at the scene, he could roughly guess how the situation would develop on the Elder's side.
To people, that is absolutely impossible.
But if we don't give it to people, the only option left is the battle between immortals and demons.
The immortal sect and the demon sect fought for a man. This... is too bizarre!
What’s even more bizarre is that after hearing what Gu Shanshi said, Tong Yan actually waited there obediently.
I led so many people to wait quietly, and there was no movement at all during the whole process.
It seemed as if he had no idea about the Qingyun Formation in front of him that separated the Qingyun Sect from the outside world.
——Zhan Chenming couldn’t figure it out.
The other side brought so many people, but they didn't make any moves to break the formation. Is this reasonable?
Of course, the Qingyun Formation is indeed extremely exquisite. Any cultivator from the Demon Cult, no matter how high his level of cultivation, would be frightened the moment he saw the Qingyun Formation.
But being unable to break the formation and not being able to break the formation at all are completely different things.
The Qingyun Formation has not changed in thousands of years and has always remained the same. Wu Ge, the former fifth true disciple of the Qingyun Sect and the current leader of the Ghost Corpse Cult, is now in the demon camp. It is fine that others dare not attack the Qingyun Formation, but why does Wu Ge not move?
So many people, doing nothing but waiting, waiting for Qingyun Sect to honestly return Nanwang to them?
When did the Demon Cult become so naive?
Zhan Chenming found it strange no matter how he thought about it. He put himself in the shoes of the Demon Cult. He felt that they would definitely confront Gu Shanshi on one hand and send people to break the formation on the other. With a two-pronged approach, no matter which side succeeded, he would achieve his goal.
Instead of doing nothing like now, just waiting.
Not only Zhan Chenming, but other Zhenzong disciples present also felt that the matter was very strange.
"Third Brother, none of the four directions have been attacked. They don't seem to have any intention of attacking the formation."
"Third Brother, what do you think they want to do?"
"Third Brother..."
"Calm down!" Zhan Chenming shouted, calming the restless people: "Our mission is to defend the formation to the death, and we don't need to worry about the rest!"
After hearing what Zhan Chenming said, the disciples of Zhen Sect calmed down one after another, and looked at Zhan Chenming with eyes full of respect.
Zhan Chenming added: "But there is something fishy going on. I will go and inform the elders. You should keep an eye on the formation and reinforce it immediately if there is any unusual movement. You don't need to wait for me to come back."
Responsibility has to be shared out; he can't bear it all by himself.
Zhan Chenming left behind a group of Zhen Sect disciples and walked out with a natural look.
Passing through the inner hall, the inner hall square, and then the Qingyun Hall, Zhan Chenming soon saw the many immortal sect monks in the square, several true disciples and elders who were confronting the monks, and Nanwang who was left aside for some unknown reason.
This scene made Zhan Chenming laugh.
As he walked towards Nanwang, he controlled his facial expression and pretended to be serious and solemn.
Suddenly, a vibrant color caught his eye.
Not far away in the sky, a messenger bird filled with demonic energy flew towards the group.
The Qingyun formation could not stop the carrier bird at all. It flew through the formation as if no one was around, over the square that was as bright as day under the light of the formation, and slowly landed in front of Zhan Chenming.
Under such a tense situation, the appearance of such a messenger bird is obviously very disadvantageous to Qingyun Sect.
The sharp-eyed monk saw this scene and immediately shouted:
"What's going on with you Qingyun Sect? It's fine that you're sheltering an undercover agent, but how come a messenger from the Demon Sect can fly in? Have you already colluded with the enemy and are planning to use the Asking Immortal Ceremony to catch us all in one fell swoop!?"
The faces of the other disciples darkened, and Zhan Chenming's face also darkened. The red spear in his hand swung inadvertently, and accurately swung the carrier bird that was originally flying towards him into Nanwang's arms.
Nan Wang's cultivation level was no match for Zhan Chenming's force. Caught off guard, he flew a distance away from his original spot. He used all his strength to avoid falling to the ground.
Before he could even stand still, he heard Zhan Chenming say:
"Looking for you, Fourth Junior Brother. Maybe the people from the Demon Cult can't wait any longer, so they sent you a message."
Nanwang: “…”
It doesn't exist, okay!
No matter how you look at it, this messenger bird is looking for Third Brother!
Third Brother's ability to frame others and play dumb is getting better and better.
But... never mind.
Anyway, he has been confirmed to be an undercover agent and the Demon Lord. His crimes are extremely heinous and unforgivable. He deserves to be put to death. Even if he is charged with one more crime, he deserves it.
Nan Wang cried and accepted the carrier bird that did not belong to him with grievance, and opened the letter casually.
Zhan Chenming added: "Don't hide what you wrote, read it out loud for everyone to hear."
Nanwang said obediently and without any defense:
"If I don't see my fourth brother before dawn, I will go to the Central Plains Secret Realm..."
Nan Wang couldn't think of what to say next because the letter was snatched away by Zhan Chenming.
Until just now, Zhan Chenming had been pretending to be deep, but at this moment, his expression was really terrifyingly deep.
The letter was very short. Nan Wang had read most of it. The remaining part he didn’t read was just one sentence.
He wanted to seize the secret land of Central Plains and annihilate all the people in the world.
Du Xueling walked a few steps to Zhan Chenming's side, and after reading the letter, she quickly showed an expression similar to Zhan Chenming's.
Zhan Chenming murmured:
“I was fooled.”
He was just wondering why those members of the Demon Sect at the foot of the mountain did nothing but wait. He never imagined that their mission was to wait.
This move is called luring the tiger away from the mountain.
Almost all the fighting power of the Demon Cult was concentrated at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. Who could have imagined that the purpose of so many people was just to force Qingyun Sect to call back Zhan Chenming who had originally stayed in the Central Plains Secret Realm under heavy pressure!
The original purpose of the Demon Cult was to control the secret realm of Central Plains!