Qing Chen coldly ordered Lin Changsheng, "Go, assemble everyone and unleash the full might of the Suspended Skull Battle Formation! Break this island!"
Upon hearing Qing Chen's command, Lin Changsheng immediately bellowed, his voice carrying for miles, "All Demon Envoys, heed my command! Form the Suspended Skull Seven-Turn Formation at once!"
Before his words had faded, gongs and drums rang out together aboard the ten Spirit Boats, their killing intent truly soaring into the heavens.
Duan Tianya, Jueqing, and Han Shi each commanded three Spirit Boats, forming a triangle that closely guarded the main boat at its center, protecting the core.
Meanwhile, the two detachments led by Yuwen Bujing drove straight into the formation's nexus like an unsheathed blade.
Lin Changsheng stood at the bow of the main boat, his hands spinning like wheels as he rapidly formed magic formulas. A Bronze Skeleton Cauldron spirit artifact, over ten feet tall, thundered into the air before his chest.
A sea of blood churned within the cauldron like a river of blood, with countless phantoms of resentful souls faintly emerging, making one's hair stand on end.
The skull pendants at the waists of two thousand Demon Guards erupted with bloody light simultaneously. Like blood snakes, the light swiftly linked together over the sea to outline a bone-and-blood boat six hundred feet long.
Its hull seemed pieced together from countless human bones, with viscous flesh and blood churning along its gunwales. A thirty-foot-tall Suspended Skull Battle Banner stood at its bow, adding still more terror.
"Suspended Skull Seven Turns-Blood Sea Soul-Burying Boat!"
Lin Changsheng slammed both hands onto the Bronze Skeleton Cauldron. The sea of blood within instantly erupted into a hundred-foot wave. Like a blood-colored mountain, the wave lifted the entire Blood Sea Soul-Burying Boat clear of the sea and hurled it