Yunxiao drew a deep breath, forced down every emotion in her heart, and swept her cold eyes toward the Xiqi main camp. Her voice was icy to the bone, spreading across the wilderness.
"Immortals of Chan, you used vile schemes in secret to harm my elder brother Zhao Gongming. Today, we three sisters have set down the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation here and respectfully await your arrival. Today, we will make you pay the price, to comfort my brother's spirit in heaven!"
As her words fell, the great formation blazed even brighter, and surging Killing Intent shot straight into the clouds.
The entire battlefield was enveloped by that terrifying pressure. From far away, the Shang Army soldiers gazed at the great formation, every one of them trembling with fear, their hearts filled with awe.
"San Xiao are here!"
Yunxiao's voice, wrapped in sky-filling Killing Intent and cold enough to pierce the bone, boomed like thunder over the entire battlefield and poured straight into the Xiqi main camp.
Inside the tent, the immortals of Chan were caught off guard. All of them shuddered, their expressions changing sharply, shock rising in their eyes at the same time. None of them had expected San Xiao to come down from the mountains for revenge so quickly.
"Wh-what is going on? Yunxiao and the others actually moved this fast?"
A Golden Immortal lost his voice and muttered, his expression flustered, most of the arrogance he had shown when facing Zhao Gongming earlier scattering away.
Nezha leaned by the side of the tent. Hearing this, he curled his lip in disdain, while he and Yang Jian beside him both had the same complaint rise in their hearts:
*They were clearly the ones who struck ruthlessly in secret, killed Zhao Gongming, and severed San Xiao's closest