Troops at the City Gates, an Encirclement and Kill of Thirty Thousand

As Long Tianqi and the others watched the formation tremble incessantly, they could not help but freeze.

This development utterly bewildered them for a moment.

"What is going on?" Long Tianqi asked after drawing a deep breath.

The eighteen Formation Masters immediately stopped what they were doing. "They are opening the formation," they said.

"What do you mean? They are opening the formation themselves?" Xuanyuan Yiyang asked from the side.

"Yes." The Formation Masters immediately nodded.

At those words, Long Tianqi and the others exchanged glances.

Before long, the confusion in their eyes turned into anger.

"It seems we have been underestimated." Long Tianqi spoke coldly, his voice filled with frost.

"Indeed." Xuanyuan Yiyang echoed in a cold voice.

Ximen Xuefeng stared fixedly at the opening formation. "If we do not show the Chen Clan some color this time, the world will think us incompetent."

"What do you intend to do?" Long Tianqi glanced at Ximen Xuefeng.

"Call out everyone hidden in the shadows. Are they not fearless? Do they not want to throw open their Protecting Clan formation?"

As she spoke, Ximen Xuefeng's voice was cold as iron. "Then we shall let them know what the foundation of the Five Great Powers truly is."

"I agree with this decision." Xuanyuan Yiyang responded.

Lou Lan Chaoge, Qi Zhan, and Zhou Yichen all nodded. "Yes, there is no need to hold back any longer. We can simply press everyone forward."

Long Tianqi considered it, then finally nodded. "Fine, let us do that."

Originally, they had planned to retain part of their forces to hold the line.

After all, it was never wrong to be cautious.

But the Chen Clan's arrogance had changed their minds.

Of course, another reason was that the Chen Clan's actions had forced them to go all out.