Family Prestige! Covering the Sky with One Hand (Finale)

By this point, the battle had become a cleanup operation. Complete victory was merely a matter of time.

Even the Formation Masters hiding in the spatial folds to watch the spectacle were itching with impatience. One after another, they looked toward their master, Thousand Formations Sacred Venerable.

According to their earlier agreement, the Formation Masters had come only to construct the Void Dark Annihilation Thunder Grand Formation and would not substantively participate in the battle.

But seeing the battle tilt so overwhelmingly to one side, with merit points scattered everywhere for the taking, how could they not be tempted? Since they were already here, they might as well earn some battle merits and trade them for a little spending money.

"This..." Thousand Formations Sacred Venerable hesitated briefly before waving his hand. "Fine, go. Watch your safety, and do not bring shame upon us Formation Masters."

"Got it, Master~"

His disciples were overjoyed. They immediately surged out of the spatial folds and charged toward the Devil Race troops fleeing in all directions through the Void Sea.

These Formation Masters fought in a rather unusual fashion as well. They scattered arrays of formation flags, stood at the center with formation disks controlling them, and unleashed attacks of wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and more.

Some Formation Masters even worked together to swiftly set up simple formations, trapping small groups of Devil Race troops and bombarding them with an endless stream of techniques.

As a direct descendant of the Wang Clan, Wang Anye had long since been itching to fight as well.

He deployed his sword formation. Its core consisted of nine immortal swords, leading over a hundred Dao Artifacts and several thousand Divine Ability Realm Spirit Treasure-grade swords in a mighty encirclement of the Devil Race.

He even intercepted a fleeing Demon God