"My Lord? Are you referring to that demon lord who was teleported halfway? Is the demon lord an immortal realm expert?"
"That's what you people in the prime plane call him. My Lord is a lower-tier demon lord, equivalent to your Tai Xu realm."
Gouzi leaped forward, tugging at Wan Lei's collar, extremely excited.
"See, wasn't I right? He's a demon from the immortal realm, hahahaha."
"What happened to My Lord?"
Qiong Shen grew anxious.
"I don't know. We were teleported to an unknown place, surrounded by spatial turbulence, and then we inexplicably returned. As for that demon lord, I really didn't see him. Maybe he's dead."
"If an ant like you isn't dead, how could My Lord possibly die!"
"Perhaps, but that doesn't matter. Can you possibly attack the Lei Feng Realm again?"
"My demon race's army will arrive sooner or later. For a minor universe like yours, where even the Five Elements Hall isn't bothered to station troops, my demon race can send any team and make your entire universe vanish into thin air."
"Five Elements Hall? What is the Five Elements Hall?"
Wan Lei was curious.
Actually, he had heard this name before, but his memory of that time had been sealed.
"Do you know?"
Wan Lei looked at Gouzi.
Gouzi also shook his head.
Its memory had also been sealed.
"You don't even know about the Five Elements Hall? Hahaha, no wonder your universe's systems are so backward, cultivation is so primitive, and transcendent beings are only a handful. If such a universe doesn't become the slave of my demon race, wouldn't my demon race be too useless? Hahaha, just wait, the demon race's army will descend sooner or later, and you'll kneel before me, licking my toes and pledging loyalty..."
"Disgusting."
Wan Lei shook his head. He felt that this demon before him must have gone mad from long-term confinement.
How could the universe barrier be so easily broken?
"But it sounds like the Lei Feng Realm is very weak compared to other universes."
"More or less. The Lei Feng Realm is the weakest universe I've been to."
Gouzi nodded repeatedly.
"Hey, demon, tell me more about that Hall and your demon race. If you make me happy, I might even get you something to eat."
Young Master Lei provocatively enticed the other party with great interest.
"You think you're worthy? If you kneel down now and swear a Heavenly Oath to pledge allegiance to my demon race, I might be merciful enough to tell you. And when my demon race's army descends later, I can spare your life."
"Good heavens, I almost thought I was your prisoner right now. Forget it, I'll set up a few more formations to torment you properly.
Let me tell you, I have electric shocks, fire therapy, and purple water you can bathe in. I guarantee to serve you comfortably."
As Young Master Lei spoke, he took out his formation materials and began to arrange the formation taught to him by Liu Naiweng.
Marshal Qiong Shen watched his movements and merely snorted coldly, not bothering to say more.
Seeing that the other party showed no unusual reactions, Wan Lei was relieved. He maintained his vigilance and, keeping a distance from the demon, placed the formation materials on the ground one by one. He also embedded some formation materials into the existing formations around them.
This formation was not just laid on the ground; it was a three-dimensional formation encompassing the entire prison, aiming to suppress the demon to the point of complete helplessness.
Wan Lei put in his utmost effort to arrange this highly difficult formation, being meticulous in every step. After all, the survival of countless beings in the Lei Feng Realm depended on this.
Wan Lei moved left and right, up and down, and the formation gradually took shape. Many red glowing dots lit up on the surrounding existing formation walls.
Time ticked by, and after a full day, Wan Lei picked up the last formation material.
It was almost complete. As long as this last piece of red crystal was placed at the formation's core, the grand formation would be operational.
At that very moment, Wan Lei turned around to inspect every detail of the formation.
Despite Wan Lei's usual casual demeanor and occasional irritating remarks, he was always meticulous when it came to important matters.
Especially with formations, once they were set up, they were difficult to change. Therefore, he would carefully inspect them before completing the final step.
In this formation, every red line intertwined with the original formation, blending seamlessly to form an extremely harmonious array.
This wasn't a single formation? How could the formation bestowed by the Lei Emperor be so compatible with the formations set up by others previously?
Wan Lei felt something was amiss. He carefully observed each line, and then, following these lines, his gaze landed on Marshal Qiong Shen.
At first glance, these lines seemed fine, simultaneously suppressing and restraining the demon while siphoning its vital energy.
But something felt...
Something felt not quite right.
Wan Lei activated the formation's core, and the entire three-dimensional structure of the formation became completely visible.
He observed that the formation sealing the demon marshal was divided into two parts.
The first part was the one above his head, which was purely for sealing and suppression, with no issues. That formation was likely set up and sealed by people from the Heavenly Formation Pavilion and the Nine Great Powers after he was sucked into the spatial turbulence.
The other part was the one below. It not only had the power of sealing and suppression but also the effect of siphoning the demon's energy and blood. This formation was likely set up by the Liu family later.
There seemed to be no problem.
Wan Lei observed carefully, then suddenly leaped up, arriving directly above Qiong Shen. Above that was the ground.
The scene before him sent a cold sweat down his entire body.
The formation below was completely integrated with the formation he had just set up.
These numerous formations merged, forming a grand formation resembling an altar, siphoning the bloodline power of Qiong Shen.
If the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Formation Pavilion were present, they might have discovered these things, but what Wan Lei observed next sent chills through his entire body.
This was no sealing grand formation; it was clearly the foundation of...
A teleportation formation!
Wan Lei had set up many teleportation formations and was too familiar with their starting and ending points.
Each of these formations possessed suppression power, but a small portion of it was also the foundation of a teleportation formation. They were adding a part at a time, and once he added the last part, this formation base would be complete.
That altar was for sacrificing Qiong Shen's bloodline to guide the demon race, in essence, a positioning effect.
The formation he was setting up was not left by the Lei Emperor ancestor at all.
This was... the terminal formation for the demon race to teleport to the Lei Feng Realm!
Wan Lei couldn't believe that Liu Naiweng was unaware of this. How could this ancient monster, who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, not know what these formations repeatedly set up by the Liu family were for?
But...
To guide the demon race to this place,
The Liu family...
What exactly did they want to achieve?
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind Wan Lei.
"What are you doing?"