"The Ten-Thousand Devils Formation is complete. All sects, please proceed there to rehearse and prepare to activate it tomorrow."
Members of the Hundred Devil Grotto went from place to place, relaying the order.
The Devil Cultivators of Dadong County left the county town in groups and headed for the Dead Devil Lands.
Outside the Dead Devil Lands, earthen walls penned in over two hundred thousand sacrificial offerings.
Seen from high above, formation after formation had appeared along the edge of the Dead Devil Lands, a hundred and eight in all. A narrow river linked them into a ring, like black mud pools strung into a necklace of black pearls encircling the Dead Devil Lands.
The wooden sign in front of each formation listed the required number of people, the sects assigned to it, and other particulars.
Some Devil Sects had already entered the formations to rehearse and familiarize themselves with them.
A formation also stood in front of the small hill where Li Qingxian was hiding, embedded in the earth. Its devil patterns glimmered faintly, like a flowing black river.
The wooden sign at its edge bore the names of the Five Devil Sect and the Mirror Devil Sect, and specified that a hundred and eight people were required.
The Mirror Devil Sect members had already gathered at the formation's edge and were waiting quietly.
Within the concealed formation in front of the hill, Li Qingxian gazed at the Ten-Thousand Devils Formation, his eyes flickering slightly as he put away his Fate Disk.
"Zhou Hen, if disaster strikes next, take Yu Ping and run."
"Do the Devil Sects have another plan?"
"Calamity qi is everywhere. A great disaster is hanging over our heads," Li Qingxian said.
"Should we ask the River Guard Army for help?"
"It's better for Sister You