Taking Father and Dean Shi to Fight a Second Rank Formation Master and a Second Rank Demon Lord

The Han River roared.

Boom!!

Turbid river water, carrying chunks of unmelted ice, crashed against the jagged reefs on both banks with the force of ten thousand galloping horses.

Its thunderous roar shook the heavens.

Heavy snow blanketed the Southern Mountains as far as the eye could see.

Carving the rolling ridgelines into a world of silver white.

"Since that's the case, then..." A glint of greed flashed through Shen Nian's calm eyes.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

"Young Master Shen, why don't the two of us launch a nighttime surprise attack and capture Zeng Anmin?"

The Illusory Demon Lord's exquisite face grew ever more radiant.

"No need for such trouble. Let's do it now."

A flippant voice suddenly rang out over the waters of the Han River.

Shen Nian and the Illusory Demon Lord were both taken aback, then looked up toward the source of the voice.

"Who?!"

Shen Nian and the Illusory Demon Lord narrowed their eyes.

Four figures slowly descended from the sky.

Zeng Shilin, Zeng Anmin, Shi Ze, Liu Shishi...

The four hovered above the rushing river.

Their robes snapped in the biting wind.

Their gazes pierced through the snowstorm, locking firmly onto the two figures in the heart of the river.

"Meeting again, Illusory Demon Lord. Have you been well these past days?"

A strange smile appeared on Zeng Anmin's face.

At this moment, his confidence was overflowing.

Behind him stood two Second Rank Second Sages and a Third Rank Formation Master.

Added to that was his own Third Rank Martial Artist combat strength and Third Rank Confucian cultivator cultivation.

He did not take the two figures before him seriously at all.

"Zeng Anmin?"

Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's voice, a thick killing intent flashed across the Illusory Demon Lord's face.

"I was planning to seek you out,