The five Immortals each took out a stream of radiant Formation Banners from their Storage Rings.
These Formation Banners were made of different materials. Some were woven from ten-thousand-year frost silk, crystalline and translucent; others were carved from rare fire-pattern stones, emanating scorching heat as Immortal Runes flickered across them.
"Rise!"
Following a synchronized low shout, the five Immortals simultaneously threw out the Formation Banners in their hands.
As though endowed with life, the Formation Banners arranged and combined themselves, releasing mysterious waves that gradually twisted the surrounding space and formed the visible outline of a complex formation.
Excitement and delight had already appeared on the faces of the many Immortals, as if they could already see Jiang Ping An's fall.
This Jiang Ping An truly did not know his own limits. He had actually come alone to challenge more than twenty peak Immortals—he was simply courting death.
Just as the formation was about to be completed, five streaks of light suddenly appeared behind the five Immortals and slammed into the five who were setting up the formation.
"Pfft~"
"Pfft~"
The five Immortals spat out blood and were sent flying. Their Immortal Power lost contact with the Formation Banners, and the formation that had been about to take shape dissipated.
When everyone swept their Divine Sense over the five phantoms, terror and disbelief immediately appeared on their faces.
"Jiang Ping An!!"
The five streaks of light that had suddenly appeared were all Jiang Ping An's Avatars.
They possessed terrifying speed. They had suddenly rushed in from afar, launching a sneak attack on the five people preparing the formation and interrupting it.
"Am I hallucinating? How do these five Jiang Ping Ans all seem to possess the same terrifying power?!"
Everyone's eyes widened, their hearts pounding like thunder.
They were not