Ma Kui abruptly rose to his feet, his voice rolling like thunder in every direction:
"Five battalions of the Front Army! Form the Three Talents Baleful-Intent-Breaking Formation and push forward! Crush them!"
"Two battalions of the Left Army, two of the Right Army! Spread out along the terrain! Encircle them with the Coiled Serpent Formation and seal off their retreat! Don't let so much as a fly escape!"
"Central Army main force-raise the Myriad Ghosts Paying Homage Formation! Stand ready for my orders and blast these bastards to dust!"
"One battalion of the Rear Army's disciplinary troops, advance! Anyone who dares retreat half a step, whatever the reason, is to be executed before the ranks!"
Rumble!
With his succession of murderous orders, the massive war machine of Miaochong Prefecture's forty-thousand-strong army roared fully into motion!
At the very front, five elite battalions, ten thousand cultivators in all, rapidly changed formation, their killing intent merging and linking together as they swiftly formed a gigantic triangular assault formation;
above them, the phantom of a hideous, pitch-black demon god with three heads and six arms began to coalesce.
On the left and right flanks, two battalions apiece were taking shape like two enormous anacondas awakening from slumber, clearly preparing a deadly pincer attack.
And the Central Army under Ma Kui's personal command, nearly twenty thousand of his most essential elite troops, possessed an aura so terrifying it was suffocating!
Countless phantoms of writhing, wailing yin souls and vengeful ghosts emerged from every soldier and soared into the sky;
they gathered into an enormous, ghastly green ghost cloud that covered more than a dozen li!
Cold winds howled in fury, and myriad ghosts wailed!
This was none other than the dreaded Myriad Ghosts Paying Homage Formation of Wu Gui's forces!
In the Rear Army,