Di Ran had brought over a thousand soldiers in crimson armor. Even after excluding those Wang Xian had just blown apart with headshots, more than nine hundred remained.
Every hundred soldiers clad in crimson armor could form a battle formation, and the formation's power could reach the mid-stage of the True Immortal Grade.
Before his secluded cultivation, nine battle formations attacking together would have forced Wang Xian to avoid them. But after emerging from seclusion and condensing the metal-element Special Constitution, Wang Xian's combat power had reached the peak of the True Immortal Grade.
Forget nine battle formations—even ninety of them would be useless!
"Kill him!"
Di Ran roared.
The nine battle formations instantly activated. Pillars of fire shot into the sky and violently collided hundreds of meters overhead, condensing into a thousand-meter-tall giant of flame.
"Hmm?"
Wang Xian raised an eyebrow slightly, a trace of surprise appearing on his face.
This thousand-meter-tall flame giant actually possessed late-stage True Immortal Grade combat power!
Before the Immortal Great Universe's suppression rules raised the upper limit, late-stage True Immortal Grade combat power should have been enough to sweep across the entire Emperor Path.
Of course, that was assuming no one else possessed similar battle formations.
But was that possible?
Obviously not!
There were no fewer than fifteen imperial clans like Di Ran's, not to mention those powerful factions from the Primal Starry Sky.
And there were the factions from other worlds. Those factions were almost no weaker than the imperial clans.
The flame giant's might was overwhelming, and the flames forming its body were incomparably terrifying.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Di Ran howled from behind, showing none of the bearing expected of an imperial clan's Young Emperor. At that moment, he was like a rabid dog.
Wang Xian glanced at Di Ran.