The formation was a set of Array Disks the Ye Family had seized from the Mu Family. Its power was not particularly great, but it was indeed the best formation Ye Jingcheng could set up.
The other formations had already been deployed within the family.
Of course, setting up this formation was merely a precaution. He had never expected it to serve much purpose.
Ye Jingcheng did not wait long before a dark, roiling mass of black clouds surged in from the distance.
By the time it reached them, half the heavens and earth had been swallowed by the dark clouds, making the scene exceptionally oppressive.
"I have long admired Qian Chen Daoyou's great name. Seeing you today, you truly are a dragon among men!" a voice rang out.
Three figures descended from within the black clouds.
Of the three, one had eight faint wings behind him, one had many Malevolent Marks across his face, and the last was covered from head to toe in purple Python Veins.
"You three are too courteous." Ye Jingcheng waved his hand.
The Golden Roc Demon Saint had already whispered the identities of these three Demon Saints into his ear.
They were the Eight-winged Demon Saint, Demon Saint Ye Yun, and Purple Veined Demon Saint.
Their true forms were the Eight-winged Frost Centipede, Nine Heavens Night Hawk, and Purple Origin Extreme Python, respectively.
All three Demon Saints possessed decent talent, but they were certainly nowhere near as renowned as the Sky Rending Demon Saint.
A pavilion roughly thirty zhang wide had already been erected atop the spirit mountain. At its center stood a round stone table three zhang across, with several stone stools placed around it.
Ye Jingcheng invited the Demon Saints to sit, then took out some spirit tea.
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