But being able to execute such forms now was still passable.
He then quietly transmitted his voice, steady and clear:
"Form the array!"
The moment their lord's command fell, the eyes of the several demon generals below lit up.
Only then did they suddenly remember—the several battle formations their two lords had repeatedly drilled into them were precisely what they needed now!
With their lord's order given, who would dare hesitate?
The generals immediately commanded the entire army. Each took their position and arranged themselves in sequence, forming a battle formation in the blink of an eye!
By then, the Crocodile King had already been surrounded layer upon layer by demon soldiers.
His heart abruptly sank, and he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
Just moments ago, the demon soldiers' offensive had visibly slackened.
He knew this perfectly well:
In terms of cultivation, he far surpassed this group of demon soldiers;
yet these fellows were well-trained, their offense and defense flawlessly coordinated, each covering for the others without a single gap.
For that very reason, despite their long struggle, very few demon soldiers had died beneath his blade—
the vast majority of his Killing Moves had been jointly dismantled by them, vanishing without a trace.
He had long since stopped underestimating these opponents.
Yet now that their assault had suddenly weakened, it looked like an opportunity on the surface, but Alarm Bells blared in his heart:
This silence was all too much like the deathly stillness before a storm.
Before the gale rose, heaven and earth first held their breath—
it was the sign of monstrous waves gathering force, ready to erupt!
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
He narrowed his eyes and carefully swept his gaze over the demon soldiers' positions and movements, quickly