A little less than an hour later, a buzzing sound came from the void, a flash of green light, and a verdant array plate appeared in a palm, a fleeting incantation merging into it.
The next moment, the voice of the large man from the Wood Race came joyfully:
"Han Li, are things fine on your end? I'm ready here, I can activate the restrictive formations now. You should lead those Divine Ancestor incarnations into the mountains, I'll activate the great formation to trap them."
"No need for such trouble, keep the formations for the next wave of enemies. Everything's fine here." Han Li replied indifferently while holding the array plate with one hand, with a black axe in the other hand, examining it with interest.
This axe was indeed a demonic weapon used by the Golden Armored Demon Race previously.
Nearby in the void, there was no one else except Daoist Xie and the injured Spirit Body.
On the ground within a hundred miles, pits and hollows were everywhere, with nothing left intact.
