Chapter 883: You Think This Grandpa Tiger Has No Temper? (I)
"They've set up an enchanted formation on the Mountain Range of the Seven Kings. Anyone who wants to approach has to show up in person. No clones allowed."
The demons of the Verdant Foxhills constructed a temporary pavilion for the human envoys. It sat tucked away in a quiet patch of forest not far from the demon settlement. Through the swaying branches, there was a clear view of the Mountain Range of the Seven Kings in the distance.
Many demons still held deep grudges against humans, so placing Chu Liang's group outside the main encampment helped avoid unnecessary trouble.
The ring of demon guards were clearly stationed there to keep the demonic beasts from attacking them. As for keeping Chu Liang and the others under watch, these guards couldn't possibly stop them if they decided to leave.
From every angle, Caiyi's arrangements seemed carefully planned.
The only problem was that they still weren't allowed to meet the Demon God.
A powerful restriction formation sealed off the Mountain Range of the Seven Kings. According to the demons, it had been placed there to prevent anyone from accidentally offending the Demon God. The formation enveloped the entire range and severed the connection between a person and their clone the moment they stepped inside.
In other words, anyone who wanted to meet the Demon God had to go up in person.
Thus, the human envoy team remained outside for now, deliberating whether they should meet the Demon God tomorrow.
To be fair, this was a very logical move for the demons. With so many factions eager to spy on the Demon God's condition, the formation served as an effective countermeasure. It prevented anyone from attempting an assassination from afar. If someone truly intended to kill the Demon God, they would have to come in person, and doing so meant risking their life. Would anyone truly dare to take that step?
For Chu Liang, this restriction posed a unique problem.