At dawn the next day, the two armies once again formed ranks on the wilderness outside Mengjin. Their banners faced one another, and Killing Qi filled the sky.
Western Qi's camp had long since made its arrangements in secret. The Four Directions Eight Trigrams Formation settled firmly into place, its Formation Patterns hidden beneath the earth, its killing intent concealed as it waited to strike.
Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, and Yang Ren guarded the four gates respectively, immortal light solidifying around them. The moment the two demons entered the formation, they would activate it at once, using black rooster blood and black dog blood to defile and break their demonic roots, then Peachwood Divine Nails to lock down their true forms.
Jiang Ziya stood before the formation, his expression calm as he waited for Gao Ming and Gao Jue to come and die.
Yesterday's plan had been thorough, and its methods specifically tailored to restrain them. In his view, they would surely eliminate the threat posed by the two demons in one stroke today.
Yet before the Zhou Army could lure the enemy in, two flashes of azure light appeared before the Shang Army's lines. Thousand-Mile Eye Gao Ming and Wind-Following Ear Gao Jue stepped forward unhurriedly and stood between the two armies, their faces full of mocking smiles.
Before Jiang Ziya could speak, Gao Ming raised his voice first. His clear words carried across the battlefield, every syllable distinct as they struck directly at the Zhou Army's scheme. "Jiang Ziya, you intend to set up the Four Directions Eight Trigrams Formation, use black rooster blood and black dog blood to break our demonic bodies, then use peachwood nails to pin down our true forms, hoping to trap and kill my brother and me. Is that true?"
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