Lou Xingyue, Deceased

Billions upon billions of rays from the chessboard descended as a majestic voice slowly rang out across the sky.

"Fellow cultivators of Golden River City, activate the formation! Join me in wiping out this fiend!"

At that moment, Feng Lieyang, the prefect of Golden River City, revealed a trace of joy in his eyes. "A Divine Soul Realm expert has arrived. Quick, raise the formation!"

As he spoke, a token had already appeared in his hand.

The next instant, the formation in the skies above Golden River City suddenly changed.

Countless figures abruptly gathered, forming a dense and boundless army.

It was an illusory army, yet it carried the momentum of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

Military Formation—Golden Armor Fills the City.

Once activated, it was earth-shattering. One hundred thousand golden-armored soldiers would encircle the enemy, trapping and killing them through military formation arts, though its power could not be sustained for long.

It was a fight to the death, almost like gambling with their lives.

Unless they had reached the final desperate moment, they would never dare activate it lightly.

Now, the hundred-thousand-strong army surged downward, charging directly into the countless rays cast by the starlight chessboard.

The starlight seemed to have no effect whatsoever on these illusory formation soldiers, allowing them to rush toward the anomaly pinned in place by countless beams of light.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Deafening roars erupted in an instant as countless ripples and shockwaves swept in every direction.

The mighty power of a Disaster-class anomaly caused innumerable rays of starlight to shatter madly.

Even the starlight chessboard could not fully suppress it, only barely reducing its speed and ability to move.

Countless soldiers had already charged forward ferociously.

Rumble!

Like heavenly thunder igniting earthly fire, countless attacks struck the shockwaves unleashed by