What followed was almost comical. At first, after Feng Changdong reversed the Formation, he had stolen all of Guai Guai's Tribulation Lightning. Then Feng Changdong began advancing and drew down his own Tribulation Lightning, only for Pei Ling to force every bit of its power into Guai Guai instead.
The scene descended into chaos, but Pei Ling held all the control. Feng Changdong struggled in vain, reduced to a mere tool. Qiao Ranran could hardly bear to watch. But Feng Changdong had struck first, so he had to bear the consequences. Pei Ling was already showing restraint; if she spoke up, she might only make matters worse.
So she could only watch as Feng Changdong, having interrupted Guai Guai's advancement, had his own advancement interrupted by Pei Ling.
The other Feng Family Disciples inside the Formation got off relatively lightly. Their Spiritual Power had been drained, leaving them looking wretched, but Feng Changdong fared far worse. The first bolts of Tribulation Lightning had caught him unprepared. Then, after he attacked the barrier to the Deity Transformation Stage and drew down his own Tribulation Lightning, he discovered someone had diverted it all away.
Feng Changdong smiled bitterly. How could he fail to understand now? Someone else had to be behind this, and in the Demon Glow Forest, only Pei Ling could manage such a feat. The Demon Beast advancing must be that strange pet Pei Ling kept at his side.
Had Feng Changdong known Pei Ling was here, nothing could have persuaded him to get involved. He had acted only to guard against that one-in-ten-thousand chance that the Demon Beast might bring calamity to the continent. Yet that very act had angered Pei Ling.
Feng Changdong swallowed the blood rising in his throat, took out a bottle of Elixirs, and swallowed