Ten Absolute Formations

Zhao Gongming looked at the ten of them and nodded.

"Greetings, Junior Brothers."

Wen Zhong hurriedly returned the courtesy.

"Fellow Daoists, you have come from afar, and Wen Zhong failed to welcome you properly."

Qin Wan said:

"Grand Preceptor, there is no need for such courtesy. We have come by order of the sect master to aid Great Shang."

Wen Zhong's heart shook.

Tongtian had personally given the order.

It seemed that this game of chess in Chong City was no longer merely a struggle between Xi Qi and Great Shang.

Qin Wan continued:

"The sect master has said that since the disciples of the Chan Sect have already descended the mountain to stir up the weapons of war among mortals, we disciples of the Jie Sect need not sit by and watch our fellow disciples suffer humiliation. However, in this matter, we will still follow the Grand Preceptor's command."

Wen Zhong said in a low voice:

"Your coming is Great Shang's good fortune."

Zhao Jiang stepped forward and said:

"Grand Preceptor, we brothers and sisters have long been refining formations on Golden Ao Island. Now that we have come here, we are willing to first lay down the Ten Absolute Formations and blunt the Chan Sect's sharp edge."

When Nezha heard "Ten Absolute Formations," his eyes lit up at once.

"Ten Absolute Formations? Are they strong?"

Holy Mother of Golden Light glanced at Nezha and smiled.

"If young Fellow Daoist were to enter the formations carelessly, you might not necessarily come out in one piece."

Nezha was unconvinced and wanted to speak again, but Wen Zhong pressed him back with a look.

Wen Zhong pondered for a moment.

He recalled what Di Xin had said: They must not reveal all their strength from the very beginning; they only needed