Chapter 38: The He Family’s Dream

Chapter 38: The He Family's Dream

After carefully instructing Zhang Yuhe, Lu Mingfang extended his finger once again and tapped towards the jade token.

On a certain mountain peak of the Dao Saint Sect Inner Sect, a youth wearing a golden crown and a cold expression sat cross-legged on the cultivation platform in the cultivation Immortal Cave.

Suddenly, the youth's expression stirred, and an identity jade token instantly appeared in his hand.

The youth formed hand seals, and then sent a voice message to the jade token, saying,

"Elder Lu?"

"Li Tian, it's me. Just now, Yunzhong Prefecture Guardian Envoy Zhang Yuhe sent a message to the Sect that a Demon Race member was discovered in Mirror Void City under his jurisdiction. Hurry over to support."

"Right, there is also an altar in Mirror Void City, which is estimated to be the Heavenly Dipper Realm-Breaking Grand Formation established by the Demon God Cult. You must destroy the Formation and prevent the Demon God Cult from opening the interface passage and welcoming the Demon Race over."

"Understood."

After putting away the identity jade token, the golden crown youth did not pack anything, instantly rose to his feet, and quickly flew outside the mountain gate.

After ending the communication, Lu Mingfang gently tapped his fingers on the table and muttered to himself,

"What does Zhao Mingyue want to do again? Could she be plotting some conspiracy once more?"

The Zhao Mingyue in Lu Mingfang's mouth was precisely the Demon God Cult Master. Ever since this person founded the Demon God Cult, the Dao Saint Sect had endless troubles beginning.

To deal with Zhao Mingyue, the Dao Saint Sect Elders had made moves multiple times, but in the end, they all returned empty-handed.

There was truly no other way. Zhao Mingyue did not know what kind of Divine Ability she had cultivated, actually being able to transform into thousands of forms.

This person walked everywhere with an Incarnation, but her true body never showed its face.

Every time the Dao Saint Sect thought they had finally figured out Zhao Mingyue's background, in the end, they discovered that after all their effort, they had merely destroyed one of her Incarnations.

From then on, the Dao Saint Sect Elders no longer easily made a move, and general affairs were all left to the Inner Sect Disciples to handle.

As long as Zhao Mingyue's true body did not appear, the Dao Saint Sect Inner Sect Disciples were sufficient to handle it.

Thinking of Demon God Cult Master Zhao Mingyue, Lu Mingfang could not help but feel a bit of a headache.

"What is the purpose of the Demon God Cult's operation this time? Although the Heavenly Dipper Realm-Breaking Grand Formation can open an interface passage, this Formation has limited power. The opened passage not only has many restrictions and can only let low-level Demon Race pass through, but its duration is also very short. It will not bring too much trouble to Yu Fantian and completely lacks any meaning. Did Zhao Mingyue go to such great lengths just to disgust us?"

"Forget it, let Li Tian go take a look first. Regardless of what purpose she has, destroying her Incarnation and dismantling the Heavenly Dipper Realm-Breaking Grand Formation will do."

Lu Mingfang thought for a good while, yet still failed to figure out what scheme the Demon God Cult had for this operation.

However, he did not dwell on it excessively; the Dao Saint Sect possessed formidable strength.

No matter what the Demon God Cult wanted to do, they would just deal with it step by step, unafraid of the Demon God Cult turning the heavens upside down.

As for the black altar described by Zhang Yuhe, Lu Mingfang was only slightly surprised.

Because such matters had appeared many times over the past one hundred thousand years.

At the very beginning, they were startled, thinking that the opening of the passage would allow the Demon Race to descend in full force and recreate the calamity from one hundred thousand years ago.

However, later they discovered that the Formation deployed by the Demon God Cult actually had natural flaws and could not support powerful-cultivation Demon Race members to come over.

Since that was the case, Lu Mingfang did not plan to make a move personally, instead letting the Inner Sect senior Disciple Li Tian go over to provide support.

After ending the communication, Zhang Yuhe concealed his figure and quietly observed the situation inside Mirror Void City through the talisman puppet.

Before long, the middle-aged man called Sixth Uncle arrived at a grand hall.

Upon seeing the grand hall, a white-haired old man was sitting upright in the uppermost seat.

"He Daofan?"

Seeing the old man in the grand hall, Zhang Yuhe was slightly surprised.

This person was precisely the He Family Old Ancestor He Daofan, who had not appeared for several hundred years.

Zhang Yuhe had seen a portrait of this person in the Guardian Manor materials.

According to Ming Fuqian's previous introduction, He Daofan had already reached Nascent Soul Great Perfection several hundred years ago.

It was just that He Daofan's Lifespan was running out at that time, and Ming Fuqian did not know whether this person was dead or alive.

Now it seemed that He Daofan not only lived quite well, but his cultivation had definitely made a Breakthrough. Otherwise, his Lifespan would have long since been exhausted and he would have passed away.

Seeing the middle-aged man enter, He Daofan said with some excitement,

"Yaguang, you're here. Lord Heijiao is preparing to open the passage to welcome the Demon God army's descent. As long as the Demon God army descends, our He Family can take the opportunity to rise, and even ascend to the Demon Realm as an entire Family in the future. It is even possible for everyone to become true Demon Gods."

The middle-aged man was called He Yaguang, but Zhang Yuhe did not recognize this person, and there was no information on him in the Guardian Manor.

Seeing the Old Ancestor so excited, He Yaguang felt somewhat uneasy inside.

Back then, the matter of defecting to the Demon God Cult was decided by the Old Ancestor, and he was powerless to oppose it.

He had always been somewhat worried about the consequences of doing this; could they really succeed? Could the people of the He Family become Demon Gods?

If things were this simple, then why was the invading Demon Race repelled by the Dao Saint Sect one hundred thousand years ago?

Would the Demon God Cult simply be utilizing them, and after utilizing them, discard the He Family?

Thinking of this, he said to He Daofan with some hesitation,

"Old Ancestor, should we arrange for our clansmen to leave first? In case this matter fails, it can also leave a fallback option for the Family."

"Hmph, what do you know? Is there any fallback option to speak of now? Right now, we only have one path: waiting for the Demon God to descend and the entire Family to rise."

Hearing He Yaguang's words, He Daofan was quite displeased.

Things had already reached this point; how could their He Family have any fallback option left?

Now they could only succeed and not fail.

Once they failed, not a single person in their He Family could be spared.

The entire Yu Fantian was the Dao Saint Sect's heaven; where else could they hide?

After a short while, perhaps feeling that his tone of voice just now was not very good, He Daofan said in a soft voice,

"You don't need to worry. Everything is already ready now, just waiting for the Demon God army to descend."

"Right, how are the arrangements going? Once the Demon God army descends, we must quickly arrange for the Family Disciples to guide the army, first break Yunzhong City, then teleport to Hezhou City through Yunzhong City's teleportation Formation, and capture the entire Hezhou in one fell swoop."

"All arrangements have been made. All Family Disciples are already distributed across various parts of the city and can guide the Demon God army at any time."

"Good."

Speaking of the Demon Race army's descent, He Daofan recovered his excited state, and the two began to quietly discuss subsequent details.

He Daofan was even thinking about how to rely on the Demon Race army to make their He Family become the number one power in Yu Fantian and replace the Dao Saint Sect.

Hearing the ignorant words of the two through the talisman puppet, Zhang Yuhe could not help but shake his head.

Truly daydreaming in broad daylight; with these scruffy folks of the He Family, they actually still wanted to replace the Dao Saint Sect?

Moreover, He Daofan did not know where his confidence came from, acting as if once the Demon Race descended, he could rule the entire Yu Fantian.

If that were really the case, then one hundred thousand years ago, the Demon Race would not have been repelled by the Dao Saint Sect.

Besides, with him watching here, would he allow the Demon Race to descend?

When the critical moment truly arrived, he would definitely rush up and destroy the altar.

When it was time to lay low, one should lay low, but this did not mean he dared not risk his life.

It just depended on whether it was necessary.

Furthermore, he had already sent a message to the Sect; presumably, the Dao Saint Sect's support would likely arrive very soon.

Once the support arrived, it would be the end of the He Family.

"Enjoy your final good times; your pleasant dreams are about to end."

Zhang Yuhe muttered to himself with a trace of mockery.