Old Man Ling and Zi Yun were setting up a powerful formation, so all Ling Tian and the others had to do was buy time. Using an Arrow Formation to intimidate Qiong Lie and his group was a rather clever move. But he had no idea that they had already guessed their intentions—and were now preparing to unleash their trump card and force their way through.
On Qiong Lie's side, as soon as he had made that move, he began giving orders. "Tianji Camp, step forward! Prepare to attack at any moment!"
At Qiong Lie's command, ten hundred-man squads stepped forward. They spread out and formed an arc, with Ling Tian and the others positioned right at its center.
"Heh, Ling Tian really is using an Arrow Formation to threaten us." Hearing Ling Tian's words, Li Yang sneered. He gave a cold snort. "Just wait and see. I'll make him regret it in a moment. I can't wait to see the panic on his face."
Li Yang had been hostile toward Ling Tian even before Ling Tian ascended. After everything that had happened since, he disliked Ling Tian even more. Now that he had finally found an opportunity to defeat him, he was naturally eager to see it happen.
Meanwhile, seeing a thousand people step forward, Ling Tian and the others sensed that something was amiss. Mo Lei was puzzled. "Uncle Qiong Lie and the others are still more than a thousand zhang away. It seems they can't attack us from this distance, while we can use our archery skills against them. But why do I feel that they..."
"Could they have found a way to counter our Arrow Formation? That can't be right." Fairy Meng Shang sounded uncertain, but as she sensed the battle intent radiating from Qiong Lie's