"We should make our move as well."
Senior Brother Zhou spoke in a deep voice.
Though they could not die, they could not simply stand by and watch.
"This body has reached the time to burn completely."
"We old monsters should have died on that day long ago."
Elder Ping's gaze was calm as Taiyi Mystic Light reforged the divine sword.
"Born together, live together."
"Born together, die together!"
Seated upon the golden throne, Wu Rong looked toward the imperial table before him. The military command token split into ten directional banners as he declared loudly, "Senior uncles and senior granduncles, act according to my command!"
Whoosh.
A command banner fell into Senior Brother Zhou's hand.
Upon it was written:
"Sever!"
Another small banner flew out and appeared before Ping Chaojing, who caught it.
Upon it was written:
"Execute!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Several more small banners shot forth.
Master Hai, Granny Emperor Veil, and the one-armed burly man caught them.
Chongming Dao Lord seized a small banner, while Venerable Xiongjian received one as well.
"Behead."
"Annihilate."
"Decline."
"Exhaust."
"Die."
Pale green tail flames drifted from the corners of Wu Rong's eyes. Like a divine king commanding the central army, he held the Ghost King seal in his palm and declared boldly, "Let all kings return to their positions!"
"Yes!"
Seven entered the formation.
All were peak Three Flowers cultivators.
In the Yin Heaven, they were existences fit to be crowned kings and marquises.
With these seven kings holding the command banners, the foundation of the Capital Heaven Ghost King Slaughtering Life Formation became utterly secure. Wu Rong's expression was calm, but the battle intent dancing in his eyes surged into the heavens as he gave a long howl. "Wind, fire, lightning!"
Three command banners surged into the courtyard pillars like