Elder Huo and the middle-aged female cultivator briefly conferred, then swiftly began setting up the formation.
"Pan Long, go over there. Stay alert at all times."
"Madam Xue, you're wounded. Be careful. Don't let that Incense Dao cultivator who escaped find an opening."
Elder Huo quickly assigned their tasks.
The young cultivator surnamed Pan and the middle-aged female cultivator both expressed their obedience.
Soon, the three spread out, seemingly scattered but actually supporting one another from afar, driving the Formation Flags in their hands into different earth veins using special methods.
All three were cultivators, far faster than the ordinary Incense Dao believers below, who scattered in panic and scrambled into their houses.
Strangely, the three saw no sign of any fanatical Incense Dao believers.
Elder Huo, however, was quite pleased by this:
"They're probably all hiding in town, never imagining that we'll refine them along with everyone else."
The middle-aged female cultivator was delighted as well.
While Elder Huo and the middle-aged female cultivator were not paying attention, the young cultivator surnamed Pan silently took a Crimson corpse from his Storage Bag. He gazed deeply at it, then buried it in a nearby patch of earth, carefully covering it up.
After doing all this, the young cultivator surnamed Pan drove out the Formation Flags in his hands one after another as though nothing had happened.
Before long.
Following the plan, the three successfully enclosed more than half of Meng Xing Village.
"Those two surnamed Bu should be about finished too..."
Elder Huo counted on his fingers as he pondered.
The middle-aged female cultivator looked regretful. "I forgot to exchange Voice Transmission Talismans with her. Then I could have asked her."
"How about I go check?"
"No need. This blood sacrifice formation is extremely flexible. Even if she still has