"The key is, what does he want with the Rain Praying Formation? I really can't make sense of it. Still, it must have some wondrous use."
"Something's wrong! The clouds are gathering overhead. The Rain Praying Formation has taken effect. Even if Old Demon Zhong destroys the formation flags now, it'll be too late."
"Of course it'll be too late. It's been nearly two hours since he set up the Rain Praying Formation. What terrifying foresight!"
"No wonder Xu kept stalling for time. Earlier, he even pretended his baleful energy was running out, luring Old Demon Zhong into continuing his attacks. He was obviously trying to drag things out as long as possible."
The crowd outside the arena buzzed like a swarm of bees. Though Old Demon Zhong couldn't hear a word of it, he clearly realized that something was terribly wrong. Xu Yi wouldn't have gone to all the trouble of setting up the Rain Praying Formation for no reason. Even a fool could see he intended to alter the weather and use its power in battle.
What he couldn't figure out was how Xu Yi planned to harness the weather's power. At the thought, a chill rose from Old Demon Zhong's very bones.
The unknown truly was the greatest terror.
"I can't wait any longer. Even if he has a rare talisman, I'm done waiting."
Old Demon Zhong gritted his teeth and made up his mind: the moment the rain began to fall, he would fight to the death to finish off Xu Yi.
With a sharp whistle, Old Demon Zhong sprang into action. His palms danced as he sent out one spell after another. The pale-gold baleful energy surging around him gathered drop by drop, forming a terrifying sphere of energy in the blink of an eye.