After assigning everyone their tasks, Ling Tian led the group toward the grand formation where Old Man Ling was. Thousands of people marched together, each one itching for a fight and eager to get started.
"Brother Ling, are only the thousand or so of us going in? What are the others supposed to do?" Zhuge Xun asked, glancing around as they made their way over. Then, remembering something, he mused, "Actually, that makes sense. This time, the grand formation is our main focus. Besides, there's no room for so many people in front of it. Too many would only get in the way."
At that, those who couldn't take part in the mission looked disappointed. They gazed at Ling Tian and the others, their eyes full of hope.
"These fellow cultivators have their own task," Ling Tian said with a smile. "When the time comes, they'll follow orders and attack the formation to replenish its energy. The more people, the better."
Most of the energy unleashed by Lingxiao Pavilion's grand formation came from attacks from the outside. Although it could accumulate energy while the spirit serpent and spirit turtle attacked it, Old Man Ling and the others didn't want the two savage beasts getting close to the formation—they didn't want it to break so soon. That meant Ling Tian and the others would have to supply the energy the formation needed through their attacks.
To deal with beings on the level of the spirit turtle and spirit serpent required an immense amount of energy, so naturally, the more people, the better.
At this, the others grew excited and hurried after them. Guan Suo was thrilled. "Brother Ling, just give us the word when the time comes. We'll make sure the job gets done. And if you have any other requirements,