As he spoke, the Devil Ancestor who had been besieging Flying Cloud Island's island-protecting grand formation immediately turned around, his gaze locking tightly onto Wei Tu and the disheveled-haired old man hidden in the void.
A smile spread across his lips. With a grab of his hand, he seized the eighth-rank devil puppet floating beside him. The devilish body, shaped like an ape-man with a goat's head and an ape's body, erupted with towering devilish light and descended onto the corner of the Devil Palace with lightning speed, looking down upon Wei Tu and the disheveled-haired old man.
"This devil's target... is the Feather Dragon Clan's Dragon Lord?"
At the same time, Wei Tu, following behind the disheveled-haired old man, immediately understood this devil's scheme when he saw the Feather Dragon Clan cultivators being drawn in by the Devil Palace's Space-Transferring Grand Formation.
From the very beginning, his target had not been Flying Cloud Island, but the Mahayana cultivators stationed in the Spirit Realm.
—Using the discord among the Spirit Realm's major factions, along with the hostages captured by the Heaven-Shifting Devil Palace, to force calculating Spirit Realm Mahayana cultivators like the disheveled-haired old man into this awkward predicament, stranded on a lone tree trunk with no support, unable to advance or retreat.
He seemed confident that, with his own strength and these ancient devil armies, he could deal with a Mahayana cultivator of the same realm.
"I just wonder whether he specifically targeted the Feather Dragon Clan, or whether he has schemes against all three dominant clans... and it merely happened that the cultivators who came were from the Feather Dragon Clan..." Wei Tu raised his head and glanced at the Heaven-Shifting Devil Palace, which hung over the Dark Dragon Domain while also existing within the sea region around