The smoke cleared.
The Heretical Buddha that Du Cheng had become covered the weak-point mark on the back of his neck with one palm, glaring hungrily at everyone above the valley.
"Ants... this is nothing but your death throes!"
Du Cheng gave a sinister laugh.
Down in the valley, Jiang Lingfeng linked his Spirit Umbrella to Du Cheng, instantly restoring the Buddha's health to full.
"Junior Brother Mu, Elder Li... head up above the valley and wait. Leave the rest to us!"
Zhong Yi took a great stride forward, shielding Mu Yawen and Li Jiujian behind him.
Four enormous black Buddhas surrounded the Heretical Buddha from front and rear.
This was the first step of Zhong Yi's battle plan.
The four Buddhas would protect the other players from being grabbed.
Players with ranged weapons would stand above the valley and fire volleys at the weak point, suppressing him with firepower.
That way, the most troublesome Buddha would no longer be so impossible to handle.
"Petty tricks!"
Du Cheng roared.
How could he possibly miss the names hidden behind the four Buddhas in his field of vision?
That meant the Buddhas in front were merely meat shields.
Meat shields meant to withstand his double grabs.
The real killing blow lay with the cultivators behind them.
Zhong Yi and the other three were only tasked with escorting those cultivators close to the Buddha.
Then, through sheer weight of numbers, they could bury him alive!
Du Cheng regarded them all with disdain.
There was a limit to how much information the grand formation could alter within the Illusion Realm.
For example, after modifying the Buddha's grab speed and range, he could no longer have the blinding movement and attack speeds and unlimited parries Jiang Lingfeng enjoyed while using Hu Tao.
But through repeated