"But with just you half baked bunch, trying to use a Formation to block the coercion of my Moonfall Clan's Ancestor is nothing but wishful thinking!" Wilford sneered.
"The Ancestor's true body hasn't fully descended. If this Formation is completely deployed, it might actually block the Ancestor's cross spatial coercion!"
"We cannot delay! Attack immediately and stop them!" Helena urged.
"Fourth Sister is right, we strike now!" Glacien nodded.
He waved his hand without hesitation. "Everyone, form the Frost Moon Cold Smoke Formation!"
Before the words even left his mouth, the other nine flashed outward.
They arranged themselves in an X shape. Icy divine power erupted from their bodies, sending blue beams of light shooting straight into the clouds!
Terrifying frost breath permeated the air. Blue Formation patterns surfaced beneath their feet, linking together into the shape of an hourglass.
The next second, Glacien let out a low roar from the center.
