What was meant to come would come eventually. Jiang Hao hurried his preparations, and two hours later, the last formation was finally completed. Jiang Hao let out a breath of relief.
He looked at the formation, then at the thick, black cannon barrel beside it, and nodded in satisfaction.
When he walked out of the secret chamber, the chief steward had already been waiting anxiously outside. The moment he saw Jiang Hao, he hurried over to report, "Mr. Jiang, everyone is here and awaiting your orders."
Jiang Hao arrived at the formation zone. Every demon cultivator who had remained in Bao Qing Workshop was gathered here, their faces tense. Only Jiang Hao appeared relaxed.
It was not that he was not nervous. He had experienced so many worlds and fought countless battles. This time, the enemy was merely somewhat stronger than usual, not enough to make him tremble in fear.
"Everyone, do not panic. The Imperial Preceptor has come to attack, but we may not be without a chance. I also have a means of preserving our lives. I set up this formation to summon my master. As long as my master arrives, he will be more than capable of suppressing everything," Jiang Hao said loudly.
When the demons heard that Mr. Jiang could summon his master, they immediately felt much more at ease. Mr. Jiang was already incredibly powerful, so his master had to be even stronger. The Imperial Preceptor might not necessarily be a match for him.
"Li Lin, Ba Tianhu, Kong Wuji, Qian Gui, the four of you, assume your true forms and take your places on the Four Sacred Beasts platforms," Jiang Hao ordered.
Li Lin's body swayed as he transformed into a golden dragon. He let out a roar and flew onto the jade platform