"Change the formation." Yang Guobin's voice was icy. He flipped his hand and took out a yellow array disk that glittered with light, then struck it with several spells.
The other Yang Family cultivators followed suit, each taking out a yellow array disk and striking it with spell after spell.
The ground shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck.
Before long, the ground suddenly split open, forming long, wide fissures. Countless trees sank into them and never emerged again.
That was not all. A powerful gravity suddenly took hold of the ground. The Black Cloud Mass lost control and plummeted rapidly toward the earth.
A hurricane suddenly sprang up across the ground. Countless rocks and sand were swept into the sky by the gale, while clouds of dust rolled forth, blotting out the sun.
Yellow dust shrouded an area a million li in radius. The faces of Heavenly Fiend Hermit and the others turned grim.
"Something's wrong! Hurry and break the formation!" Heavenly Fiend Hermit ordered, his voice somewhat panicked.
At his command, the cultivators attacked the formation one after another.
For a time, explosions rang out without pause and all kinds of spiritual light flared, but the yellow dust obscured everything.
The gale howled. Space shuddered and warped as countless rocks and sand swept in from all directions.
The powerful wind was like steel blades slicing through the air, setting off a tremendous roar.
A series of shrill screams rang out. Countless Devil Race cultivators fell as their protective spiritual light was shredded like paper by the gale. Their bodies turned into clouds of blood mist.
The ground shook violently before suddenly splitting open, forming countless fissures. Heaven and earth seemed to collapse, like the end of the world.
The Devil Race cultivators were horrified and tried to