Chapter 153: Working Together
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As a massive number of black vortices continuously enveloped the entirety of Yellow Mist City, the areas where people could move freely were growing smaller and smaller.
The entire process seemed slow, but in reality, it hadn’t taken much time at all.
“Young Master!”
Loyal Zhong spotted Chen Fei and hurried over.
“Brother Chen Yang!”
“Where is my good son-in-law, Chen Fei?”
“Have you seen our Su Ran?”
The members of the Su family also arrived at this moment.
Su Wenwen still didn’t know that the man in front of him, Chen Yang, was actually Chen Fei. His eyesight had already recovered.
“I’m not sure either,” Chen Fei replied.
“For now, let’s just find a way to survive this calamity.”
“In a moment, all of you should stay close to me. I’ll try to block the demonic energy.”
Chen Fei gathered everyone he knew together. He had no certainty whether he could resist the vortex of demonic energy or how long he could hold out.
This catastrophe befalling Yellow Mist City was terrifying like never before. No one present was capable of self-preservation, let alone solving the crisis.
“We can’t just sit here waiting for death!”
“We must fight back!”
Finally, a semi-Dao Realm Spirit Master from Qinling, known as Senior Brother Min, spoke up.
“How are we supposed to fight back?”
“With such powerful demonic energy, our strength is nothing in comparison.”
Everyone knew that doing nothing meant certain death, but they simply lacked the means to resist. That terrifying demonic energy could easily kill them.
“Long Yanzi!”
“It’s up to you now!”
Senior Brother Min looked at Long Yan, the only grandson of the Supreme Elder.
“Everyone, don’t panic. My grandfather is already on his way. He’ll be here in no more than fifteen minutes.”
“Once he arrives, we’ll all be saved.”
“Until then, we must do everything we can to protect ourselves.”
Long Yan had sent a message to his grandfather, Long Qingchuang, informing him of the situation. In return, his grandfather had shared a method to counter the sacrificial formation.
“How do we protect ourselves?”
Many people on the scene were aware of Long Yan’s background. He was the only grandson of a high-level Dao Realm expert in Qinling—undeniably one of the top elite third-generation cultivators in the region.
Those who had been hopeless were now reignited with a glimmer of hope.
“My grandfather gave me a special treasure. Normally, it could block an attack from a Dao Realm powerhouse. But under current conditions, it won’t be enough.”
“My own power is too weak. I need everyone’s help to fully unleash the treasure’s defensive potential.”
The treasure in Long Yan’s hand was indeed special. All the runes inscribed on it were personally engraved by his Dao Realm grandfather. Once fully activated, its power could reach nearly 80% of what his grandfather himself could unleash.
However, triggering its full power wasn’t something an ordinary person could do. Relying solely on his strength, Long Yan could barely unleash 1% of its potential.
That level of strength, even if it came from a high-level Dao Realm cultivator, was still not enough to counter the demonic sacrificial formation.
Soon, everyone began gathering together. Qinling forces took the lead, followed by their affiliated sects. Outsiders who wanted to join needed to be at least a Grade 9 True Spirit Master in strength.
Their team’s formation instantly attracted attention. But Long Yan maintained a firm stance—those who didn’t meet the requirement were not allowed to approach. In fact, more than a dozen people who tried to force their way in were killed on the spot.
Chen Fei naturally noticed all of this. Even Qin Heng and Han Lingshuang personally invited him to join.
However, when Chen Fei requested to bring his close companions with him, he was flatly rejected.
Long Yan and Chen Fei already had a significant grudge between them. The invitation wasn’t even Long Yan’s idea—it was because Senior Brother Min and the others said Chen Fei was likely the strongest among them.
They believed that his strength alone could rival, or even exceed, the combined efforts of the others.
With someone like Chen Fei, the odds of fully unleashing the treasure’s power and resisting the sacrificial formation greatly increased.
Even so, Long Yan refused to expand the range of protection. The treasure was powerful, yes—but widening its protective range would weaken its strength and make it harder to activate.
From Long Yan’s perspective, agreeing to Chen Fei’s condition would render Chen Fei’s inclusion pointless.
He didn’t care about the lives of others—not even the sects affiliated with Qinling. The only ones he had slight concern for were his fellow disciples from the main sect.
All of this planning was, of course, noticed by the demonic cultivator in the sky. Seeing the protective power of the activated treasure, he sneered.
“Overestimating yourselves. You think a Dao Realm treasure can match me?”
“With this level of power, I could crush it with a single hand.”
“I’ll let you squabble and think you have hope.”
The demonic elder hovered in the air, continuing to channel his secret technique. He was drawing upon the unique energy of Yellow Mist City to finalize preparations for the great formation.
“Long Yanzi, can this power withstand the demonic vortex?”
After everyone had channeled their strength into the treasure, it began to emit an immensely powerful light barrier, separating them from the others.
“Not enough!”
Before Long Yan could respond, Senior Brother Min and others gave a definitive answer.
“Right, this level of power is only equivalent to a Grade 3 Dao Realm.”
“There’s no way it can block the demonic vortex.”
Other semi-Dao Realm experts also chimed in with similar assessments.
“Long Yanzi, if this isn’t enough, let’s agree to Chen Fei’s condition and bring him in!”
“Chen Fei is extremely strong. Especially with that axe-type spirit weapon of his, combining it with your treasure’s power could bring the total force up to Grade 5 Dao Realm.”
“At that level, we might truly have a chance to resist the vortex.”
Qin Heng also spoke: “Let’s at least give it a try. If it doesn’t work, we’ll figure something else out.”
Long Yan was deeply annoyed by their words. On his first trip outside, he’d been badly beaten by Chen Fei, and many of his opportunities had been snatched away. That was why he was still only at the third level of the Imperial Dao Realm.
But in a life-or-death situation like this, he had no choice but to set aside old grudges—he didn’t want to die here.
“Fine,” Long Yan agreed with a nod. But instead of personally reaching out, he had Senior Brother Min do it for him.
Chen Fei, seeing that his condition was accepted, finally led Zhong, the Su family, the merchant team, Liu Yunyuan and his wife, and many others to join the group.
He brought with him several hundred people—nearly ten times the number gathered around Long Yan.
That was exactly why Long Yan had refused him before.
“Chen Fei, I hope you don’t disappoint us,” Long Yan said, visibly unhappy.
“If the value you bring isn’t enough to justify expanding the treasure’s protection range, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
