The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1477: The Insane Plan
A day later, a group appeared from the north. There were more than twenty figures in total.
At the front stood the barbarian leader, Wen Te.
Although Ling Feng had never met him before, the man's commanding presence and the powerful aura comparable to the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes, along with Feng Shaoan's earlier description, made it easy for Ling Feng to recognize him.
This was undoubtedly Wen Te.
The group was formidable. Aside from Wen Te himself, Drucker was also among them. Almost everyone present was an early-tier Great Emperor.
There were even three others whose strength was on the same level as Drucker.
If Ling Feng were to charge into a formation like this, even with the Bow of Yi and the Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows, he would have little chance of escaping alive.
"Strange!"
Ling Feng muttered to himself. Among all the barbarian and demon clan experts participating in the Hunting Battlefield, there were only forty to fifty Great Emperors in total. Yet this group alone seemed to contain nearly all of the barbarian Great Emperors.
What exactly were they planning?
Suppressing his aura, Ling Feng relied on Boundless Vision to observe from afar. There was little risk at this distance.
After all, these people would never expect a Hall of War disciple to be lying in wait here.
When they were still about ten li away from the barren mountain, Wen Te suddenly raised a hand and stopped the group.
"Split into pairs. Use the mountain as the center and scout the surrounding area. If you encounter Hall of War disciples, observe them in secret. If they head toward the mountain, return immediately and request support so we can eliminate them. If they move elsewhere, ignore them for now. Do not alert them or expose this location."
The mountain itself was well concealed. Most people passing by would not realize that a devil was sealed beneath it.
This mountain was a massive sealing monument. Suppressed beneath it, the devil's demonic qi had been leaking away for countless years, leaving it extremely weakened.
Wen Te intended to use this weakened devil to accomplish something truly insane.
If successful, the Hunting Battlefield would end very quickly.
And the victors would undoubtedly be the barbarians!
The others dispersed, leaving only three top-tier experts behind Wen Te, including Drucker.
These Great Emperors exchanged glances, their eyes filled with doubt, before finally looking toward Drucker.
Although Drucker was weaker than Wen Te, the power of the clan behind him gave him significant influence.
Drucker himself was puzzled. Instead of attacking the Hall of War disciples to earn merit, why were they coming here to provoke a devil?
Even a severely weakened devil was still an ancient existence.
If it were to erupt, all of them would be doomed!
That was playing with fire!
Taking a deep breath, Drucker stepped forward and asked carefully, "Lord Wen Te, if this truly is an ancient devil, even the slightest awakening could wipe us out."
His meaning was clear. Seeking the treasures around the devil's resting place was far too dangerous.
Wen Te curled his lips into a cold smile. "What is dangerous to us is even more dangerous to the Hall of War."
"Hm?" Drucker and the others' eyes flickered.
There was clearly something more behind those words. After years of fighting against the Hall of War and the disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool, they had developed a sense for strategy.
Wen Te's strength was unquestionable, but what truly earned him favor from the barbarian Supreme Elder was his brilliance in warfare.
"Lord Wen Te, what do you mean?"
Drucker asked in a low voice.
Wen Te's smile deepened. "If we turn things around and make use of that devil, think about it. How many moves could the two Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes even withstand?"
"Hiss!"
A sharp breath was drawn by the surrounding Great Emperors.
As expected of Wen Te!
This plan was utterly insane!
Once the devil attacked the Hall of War's stronghold, even from a thousand li away, it could flatten the entire valley in an instant. Every Hall of War disciple inside would die without a chance to escape!
The plan was ruthless and reckless. If it succeeded, the outcome of the battle would be decided in a single moment.
"Lord Wen Te, isn't this too risky?"
One of the more cautious Great Emperors spoke up. "We cannot control that devil. If it turns on us instead of the Hall of War, the consequences would be disastrous."
He was right. The same force that could destroy the Hall of War could just as easily annihilate them.
Wen Te smiled calmly. "Do not worry. If I dare to do this, then I have already prepared thoroughly. Just follow the plan." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Drucker's pupils shrank slightly, excitement flashing within them. "Understood. I will follow your command! However..."
He clenched his fists, his voice turning cold. "I hope that boy doesn't die at the hands of the devil. I want to kill him myself!"
"Personal grudges should not interfere with greater plans. Compared to the outcome of the Hunting Battlefield, your hatred can wait. If that boy Ling Feng survives, I will give you the chance to deal with him personally!"
"Thank you, Lord Wen Te!"
Drucker nodded heavily, a burning light in his eyes. If they could use the devil's power to wipe out the Hall of War, victory would come effortlessly.
Wen Te patted his shoulder, then continued, "In the past, some of our elders have encountered that devil awakening. Because of the seal, it must remain dormant to preserve its existence. Even when it awakens, it can only act for a short time. If we seize that window, we can achieve our goal. Not only that, we can also enter its resting place and gather the treasures that have absorbed its power!"
"Haha! Lord Wen Te's plan is brilliant!"
The Great Emperors were finally convinced. They could eliminate their enemies and claim valuable treasures at the same time. The plan sounded perfect.
Unfortunately for them, they had overlooked one crucial detail.
Every part of this plan had already been overheard by Ling Feng!
