The Three Cloud Sisters' First Independent Showdown! Tens of Thousands of Demon Soldiers, Tens of Thousands of Witch Multitude, All Stop for Me!

Jimeng stepped through the wind and rain and stopped outside the Nine-Bend Cloud River Formation. He brought no main army behind him. Only the majestic aura of a Demon Sage level continuously spread in all directions. He lowered his head and glanced at the grand formation. His expression quickly turned solemn. The auras of more than one hundred thousand Demon Soldiers were all still there. There were no large-scale casualties. Yet these people were divided into countless cloud-river spaces, and the formations, signal transmissions, and command structures among them were completely severed. Jimeng attempted to probe with his Primordial Spirit. Just as he entered the first layer. The space ahead immediately shifted. A cloud river crossed straight through. The Primordial Spirit followed the current and continued forward. Soon, it was led to another completely different direction. In just a few breaths. That wispy strand of Jimeng's Primordial Spirit actually circled around a dozen times inside the formation. "Good formation." Astonishment finally appeared clearly on Jimeng's face. He was a Late Daluo Immortal. Looking at the current Ten Great Demon Sages of the Demon Court. His strength likewise ranked near the front. Yunxiao before him was only at Early Great Luo. The realm gap was placed right here. Yet this formation actually prevented him from seeing straight through it at the very first moment. Especially those spatial structures inside. Layer nested within layer. And the cloud rivers were constantly changing. Solely relying on the Primordial Spirit to directly lock onto the core of the formation was... extremely difficult. Jimeng raised his head to look at Yunxiao, and said in a deep voice, "Fairy Yunxiao, are all my Demon Court troops inside the formation?" Yunxiao nodded and said, "They are all there." Jimeng continued to ask, "Are there any casualties?" "Not since