"So what if we are."
Yao Wanshan's voice was ice-cold. "If you're afraid, cripple your cultivation and kneel to beg for mercy. I might just spare your pathetic lives."
"Brother Yao," the purple-haired Holy Master Ziyan burst into laughter, "I've heard that your Tianmo Palace has a killing formation claimed to be invincible in the Eastern Immortal Domain? Might I have a look?"
Yao Wanshan frowned imperceptibly. The Sect disciples and Elders behind him varied in cultivation from the Golden Core to the Celestial Venerable Realm. His original intention was not to involve these people in the upcoming battle.
But since Holy Master Ziyan had spoken...
Yao Wanshan roared, "Set the formation!"
The more than ten thousand Tianmo Palace disciples behind him moved through the void with remarkable synergy. In just a few moments, 13,271 individuals had successfully formed the array, spreading a terrifying presence that permeated the surroundings.
