Chapter 1517: Chapter 1517: Stirring Public Outrage

The disciples of the major sects were also intoxicated, as if sinking into a vast ocean of Earth Energy.

Having just charged through one layer of Earth Energy, another surrounded them immediately.

They wouldn’t believe it even if beaten to death that this wasn’t someone deliberately controlling the Earth Energy.

A group relied on the protection of their Magical Treasures, only expending some Essence Blood above, and promptly withdrew.

The Demon Clan fared worse, relying on Demonic Beasts to fiercely charge and crash ahead, continually triggering restrictions, bringing about relentless annihilation by Earth Energy, enveloping in blood mist, with corpses strewn all over, dyeing one side of the hillside red.

The people on the mountain watched with trepidation, thinking to themselves that if they charged up forcefully, they’d surely be reduced to ashes.

With increasing gratitude towards the Sharing Alliance, the crowd noisily sat down in place, waiting for the Domain Gate to open.

Inside the cave, the Bald Dog brushed his two tufts of dog whiskers, proudly admiring his handiwork, saying, “Under the heavens, if it’s about the prowess of formations, who can compare to me, Dog Master!”

The Ground Rat Demon King laughed heartily, “Brag, with a bottle of erguotou, you keep bragging!”

“A summer insect cannot discuss ice!”

The Bald Dog shook his head with a pretense of profundity, as if on a different level than the Ground Rat Demon King.

Once he quieted down, the big black donkey suddenly leapt up, joyously shouting, “Haha, I’ve comprehended it, the old ancestor has treated me generously, passing such an important alchemy technique to me. Heaven and earth, I, the Flame Steed, will finally become a Pinnacle Pill King.”

The Ground Rat Demon King had an embarrassed smile, “Great, another one’s gone mad!”

He had no interest in the alchemy techniques on the stone wall, but was very intrigued by the formations, recently studying formations with Bald Dog.

Long Fei had passed him the Spatial Secret Law, and he had comprehended some of it, which was useful in understanding formations.

Currently, the Bald Dog was responsible for guarding the Array Plate, while he handled the Spatial Domain Gate.

The Spatial Domain Gate at the mountaintop center was opened by him.

However, the Spatial Domain Gate, in the end, was just a kind of Teleportation Array.

The Mountain-Defending Great Formation could rely on Earth Energy for power.

But the Teleportation Array required Spirit Stones to activate.

Energy conservation, in this world, nothing comes from nothing.

Where would Long Fei and the others get Spirit Stones to support over ten thousand people entering the Spatial Domain Gate?

His reason for letting these Loose Cultivators come up was one, for them to feel the sense of achievement in reaching the mountaintop, and two, to make them completely lose faith in the large sects and thoroughly lean towards the Sharing Alliance.

The calculations of the major sects were fine, three days hence, Earth Energy would be at its weakest.

With the flow of mountains and waters, nothing remains unchanged.

Within a month, due to various reasons, the changes in Earth Energy are different as well.

Three days later, when it is at its weakest, even gathered Earth Energy cannot stop these elite from the major sects.

Long Fei wanted to give these Loose Cultivators a bit of hope, then have the major sects destroy this hope.

By then, the explosion of anger within everyone would be astonishing.

Schemers are always disgraceful, but Long Fei becoming like this was not without reason.

It is well known that Loose Cultivators are not united, when it’s time to take advantage, they run faster than anyone.

When it’s time to stand out, they sneak away faster than anyone.

In this world, if you want to gain something, you always have to pay a price!

Before nightfall, Long Fei and Chu Feng opened their eyes.

On the cave wall, Master Sanfeng’s insights and reflections, they had comprehended most of them, but the remaining conundrums were stored in the Divine Sea.

Time waits for no one, the major sects would come up in three days.

They needed to plunder the opportunities in the Secret Realm clean within those three days.

Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged glances, issuing commands.

He had the Ground Rat Demon King, Bald Dog, Da Heiniu, Golden-Winged Roc, and Sea Demon Ape guard the formation here.

Only the big black donkey was to accompany them into the small world, where there might be Master Sanfeng’s heritage; the big black donkey had a chance to obtain it.

This place was too special and must be held in their own hands.

If it were seized by others, they wouldn’t be able to come out.

Having arranged everything, Long Fei used the Space Law to twist space, covering Chu Feng and the others, and had the Ground Rat Demon King open the Spatial Domain Gate.

Outside, at the mountaintop center, a ground area engraved with the Spatial Domain Gate Formation Pattern.

The golden light suddenly intensified briefly, then quickly returned to tranquility.

A group of Loose Cultivators didn’t notice, still patiently waiting for the Domain Gate to open.

Xie Sanniang raised her brow, staring at the golden light full of doubt.

The energy had just mysteriously fluctuated, and her cultivation level at the Soul Ascension Stage had sensed it.

As she looked back, Qin Yao’s disciples were meditating, yet Wang Xiaoya inexplicably vanished.

“Damn it, something’s definitely strange!”

Xie Sanniang’s eyes widened, standing up abruptly.

She secretly guessed the identity of one person, whom Qin Yao and Wang Xiaoya mentioned earlier but whom she had stopped.

Now Wang Xiaoya had disappeared from under her nose, who else could have such means but that person?

The surrounding Loose Cultivators were observing her, not knowing at whom or what her anger was directed.

Her gaze swept over, moving to Ma Tengfei’s side, asking tightly, “Tell me, where’s Long Fei?”

Ma Tengfei looked at the unfriendly Daoist nun, feigning ignorance, “Senior, Long what?”

Xie Sanniang shouted, “Long Fei!”

Ma Tengfei raised his brows, “Long what?”

Xie Sanniang’s eyes burned, gripping her Longsword, directly threatening, “Are you playing with me?”

Startled, Ma Tengfei jumped back, immediately flanked by a dozen skilled hands in front of him.

These Daoists were of varying ages, one of them even at the Soul Ascension Stage.

They were indeed the members of Sharing Alliance whom Ma Tengfei recruited heavily, with some even coming voluntarily to join him.

One of them was the elderly at the Soul Ascension Stage, True Immortal Youlong.

He was a renowned Loose Cultivator from Jingzhou Prefecture, roaming the Cultivation World for many years.

For some reason, he joined Ma Tengfei’s followers.

Xie Sanniang clearly recognized him, asking in surprise, “Brother Youlong, you’re here too?”

True Immortal Youlong, stroking his white beard, said, “Xie Sanniang, long time no see.”

Xie Sanniang tensed up, “Brother Youlong, there’s something strange here, we can’t just sit here wasting time. You must let me through, I need to confront this thief for answers.”

True Immortal Youlong solemnly replied, “Sanniang, this is our Sharing Alliance’s Bamboo City Hall Master. Opposing him is like opposing me.”

The surrounding Loose Cultivators now considered Ma Tengfei their fortune-bringer, and couldn’t let Xie Sanniang harm their benefactor.

They all stood up and criticized Xie Sanniang, “Old Daoist nun, though we understand your urgency, you cannot lay a hand on our benefactor!”

“Indeed, Daoist nun, who are you? Could it be you’re in league with the sects down the mountain?”

“Daoist nun, if you oppose Hall Master Ma, you oppose all Loose Cultivators in the world!”

One tossed a broad-brimmed hat, spurred on the cultivators behind him, “Someone wants to harm our Hall Master Ma, do you agree?”

“No, we don’t!”

The crowd roared, half drawing their Longswords, warily eyeing Xie Sanniang.