Han Tiangang kept working. Having understood how the stone statue formation operated, he began considering how to destroy these things. Where was their lifeline?
When breaking a formation, a cultivator had to avoid acting blindly above all else, hoping brute force would work miracles. There were no miracles in the cultivation world. Only penetrating its essence and tugging a single strand to move the entire formation counted as a masterful approach.
He tried several more methods of breaking the formation, none satisfactory. Now he intended to use his signature divine ability, the power of thunder for which the Guo Sect was renowned.
It was also a move he had been preparing for a long time. As a Constellation True Disciple, Han Tiangang surpassed his two companions in both strength and intellect. He had his own distinctive overall approach to breaking the formation, which was why the Daoist Sect had sent him to take charge.
Besides his mastery of Earth Escape, he possessed a wondrous secret thunder art for breaking formations. An untransmitted secret of the Guo Sect, it specialized in breaking the mysterious, making it just right for the present situation.
Watching the undead pour in without end, he smiled coldly. Things were going a little more smoothly than he had imagined. Those two unfamiliar cultivators had been an enormous help, but he felt no gratitude whatsoever.
Outside the valley, Daoists kept leaping out from beneath the sand. They brought reinforcements, but also drew in dead creatures. The situation remained chaotic.
Here, he was the one controlling the overall situation.
Silently reciting the Thunder Incantation, he sent fine streaks of lightning shooting from his fingers. They instantly struck one stone statue, then leaped to another. In moments, an interconnected web of lightning appeared among the Twelve Stone Statue. This was