It was like that.
Chen Nan, the Nine-Headed Flame Lion, and Tantai Shuang were led to a secluded cave by people from the Donghe tribe.
A sumptuous dinner and fine wine were prepared.
"Boss, why do I feel like there's a formation in this cave?" the Nine-Headed Flame Lion asked casually while feasting.
Chen Nan smiled and poured a cup of wine, "Are you afraid?"
"Hmph!" The Nine-Headed Flame Lion scoffed, "I may not understand formations, but the formations here, to me... well, let's just say I could break this formation with a fart."
It possessed early-stage Divine Venerable cultivation, which had advanced to mid-stage Divine Venerable after absorbing the Primordial Qi. A small formation posed no threat to it.
"Then that's that!" Chen Nan said, tilting his head back and draining the wine in his cup. "But you're wrong. The Donghe tribe's methods go far beyond just luring us into a cave with a formation."
"Gulp, gulp!" After downing a jar of strong liquor, the Nine-Headed Flame Lion couldn't help but ask, "What else?"
Chen Nan replied, "The wine also contains a poison targeting the soul!"
Pfft!
The Nine-Headed Flame Lion immediately spat out the wine in its mouth. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Chen Nan asked with a smile, "Are you afraid of poison?"
The Nine-Headed Flame Lion said awkwardly, "Uh... it doesn't seem like a big deal."
"Then that's that?" Chen Nan shrugged with a smile. With his current cultivation, no poison in the Three Realms could affect him.
"Brother Chen, it's clear that the Donghe tribe's defection to the alien demons wasn't just for survival, but pure malice!" Tantai Shuang's eyes were filled with hatred. "Otherwise, they wouldn't have poisoned the wine or lured us into this cave with a formation!"
"You're right, they are simply evil!" Chen Nan sighed, feeling extremely annoyed by the outcome.
The Nine-Headed Flame Lion glanced outside, a fierce glint in its eyes. "Boss, why don't you and Miss Tantai stay here and chat about life? I'll go out and annihilate these scumbags of the Donghe tribe!"
A sinister smile crept onto Chen Nan's lips. "The Donghe tribe went to great lengths to keep us here. Shouldn't we see what their plan is?"
The Nine-Headed Flame Lion's eyes lit up. "Are you planning to trick them?"
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In a secret chamber.
A burly middle-aged man looked at Zhao Jie and couldn't help but ask, "Patriarch, is what that guy Chen Nan said true? Are the humans and demonic beasts of the Three Heavens really uniting to counterattack the alien demons?"
Before Zhao Jie could speak, an elder in his sixties snorted, "Don't listen to his nonsense. With the current numbers of humans and demonic beasts, how can they contend with the alien demons?"
Zhao Jie's eldest son, Zhao Long, also sneered. "Exactly, let alone attacking the Myriad Demon Cave."
"They can't even take down Lord Yunying's Silver Moon Cave, can they?"
"He'd best be just talking. If they really want to be enemies with the alien demons, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating their own strength. They won't even know how they died."
Zhao Jie disagreed, "The humans and demonic beasts have been waiting for an opportunity to counterattack all these years. I once heard from our ancestor that humans haven't been defeated, and there's still a glimmer of hope."
"They are waiting for someone, and that person has a high probability of leading humanity to rise!"
"If nothing unexpected happens, Chen Nan should be that fabled person."
"This is why I kept him in the tribe."
"I can feel that this young man's strength is formidable."
"Even if I were to make a move, the outcome would be fifty-fifty."
"So,"
"Why make a move when the matter can be resolved with poison?"
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped. Clearly, they had not heard of this before, nor did they expect Chen Nan to be so powerful.
"Patriarch, if Chen Nan is indeed that fabled person, what should we do?" a middle-aged man asked nervously.
"What should we do?" Zhao Jie said with a cold smile. "Of course, we'll capture him and send him to the Silver Moon Cave to receive credit from Lord Yunying!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Zhao Long excitedly exclaimed, "Father's plan is truly brilliant! If Chen Nan is truly humanity's last hope, once we hand him over to Lord Yunying, our Donghe tribe will surely soar to great heights and even be summoned by the Demon King!"
"Young Master Long is absolutely right. We are truly going to prosper this time!"
"I have a premonition that our Donghe tribe might become the absolute rulers of the Three Heavens."
"Too small, your vision is too small!" Zhao Jie grinned. "Although the alien demons have been attacking the Divine Realm for ten thousand years, they haven't truly unified the Three Realms during this time."
"If we eliminate humanity's last hope this time, it will help the alien demons unify the Three Realms."
"If that happens, we will be credited with the greatest contribution."
"Let alone becoming the rulers of the Three Heavens."
"Becoming the rulers of the Three Realms wouldn't be a big deal, would it?"
Boom!
Everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They never expected Zhao Jie's ambition to be so vast.
He wanted to become the ruler of the Three Realms.
It was not an exaggeration to call him ambitious.
But if Chen Nan was truly humanity's last hope, perhaps by handing him over to Lord Yunying, the Donghe tribe could indeed become the rulers of the Three Realms!
Thinking of this.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation and yearning for the future.
"Patriarch, Chen Nan and the others have already drunk five jars of wine and are now completely drunk!" At this moment, a female member of the tribe walked in.
Zhao Jie's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Let's go. We'll capture Chen Nan and the others alive and escort them to the Silver Moon Cave to claim merit from Lord Yunying."
Everyone else excitedly followed Zhao Jie, finally arriving at the cave.
Seeing that Chen Nan and the others were all passed out at the stone table, Chen Nan lay drunk.
Zhao Jie's face showed a cold smile.
With a wave of his right hand.
His eldest son, Zhao Long, understood and immediately took out a golden rope.
With a thought, the golden rope seemed to come alive.
Like threading a needle, it tightly bound Chen Nan, Tantai Shuang, and the Nine-Headed Flame Lion together.
Chen Nan opened his tired eyes and, seeing himself bound, became furious. "Patriarch Zhao, what are you doing? Why are you tying us up?"
Slap!
Zhao Long's eyes widened in anger. "Hey, Chen, if you don't want to die, behave yourself. Otherwise, I'll kill you right now!"
Zhao Jie said, "They brought us an opportunity, so we must not be rude to our benefactors."
He paused, then smiled at Chen Nan. "Young friend Chen, please forgive us for tying you up. There's something you might not know. We have already defected to the alien demons, and we are capturing you to claim merit from them. If you cooperate, you'll suffer less physical pain along the way. If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Chen Nan was furious. "Why did you betray humanity? Why are you acting as lackeys for the alien demons?"