The enormous banners overhead shone brightly, their mysterious patterns appearing as if outlined with gold, as energy was poured into them.
The cultivators below resembled a dense swarm of ants, beginning to swirl in unison under a dim sky.
In the battle against the Duck Beast King, ordinary cultivators could only serve as pawns and commanders.
The only person who can truly determine the outcome of the battle is the one person in the arena!
As Xu Long channeled his Magic Power outwards, he observed the battle between the True Lord and the Duck Beast King from the air.
His own Magic Power far exceeded that of the Earth Immortal Realm, but when the True Spirit that had been drawn out from the main vein divided the formations earlier...
After only a cursory glance at his cultivation level, Xu Long was classified as an Earth Immortal.
The cultivators with him now all had tense expressions, looking extremely exhausted.
However, relying on his immense magical Magic Power, Xu Long still appeared to be handling the situation with ease, and was even able to observe the battle between the two sides while maneuvering.
Although Beast King- level ferocious beasts possess intelligence, they are originally a race that grew up in the Boundless Wilderness.
They had long lost patience with the various tricks of cultivators, and the enmity between the two sides had been brewing for quite some time. Upon meeting, they immediately unleashed their most powerful skills.
The situation on the field instantly became tense. The true form of the Duck Beast King was overwhelming, and when it spread its wings, it resembled a dark sky.
Beneath it roared countless ferocious beasts incessantly, while above its head, the Duck Beast King possessed unparalleled speed across the Boundless Wilderness.
For the people below, the trajectory of its changing shape was completely invisible.
Even though Zhenjun possessed the Golden Immortal Realm realm, he was still inferior in terms of speed.
However, through years of experience in battle, Zhenjun has also figured out a way to deal with the Duck Beast King.
Just then, a hurricane was about to descend from the sky, and the shutters made of wind-blown blades swept through the air.
Wherever it passed, the spatial barriers deformed, demonstrating the immense power of the Duck Beast King above it.
Upon seeing this, Zhenjun frowned deeply, but fortunately, the formation formed by the cultivators had already dispersed.
Upon seeing the Duck Beast King attack, he immediately flipped his wrist, and the Thousand-Jun Tower he held in his palm rose into the air once more.
The pearl atop the spire shone brightly, like the blazing sun, its dazzling light piercing through the dim sky.
The crowd below were overjoyed, but before they could even cheer for the True Lord, they felt a gust of evil wind coming from the side.
A chilling gaze was fixed on the cultivators in the formation. Xu Long's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively locked his gaze onto the banner in front of him.
The fluttering tassels had been blown away by the fierce wind, and a foul stench filled the crowd.
Xu Long thought to himself amidst the crowd: The Beast King Rotten Peach Mountain Dao Field was indeed it!
"Condense!"
A powerful, resonant voice boomed in my ears.
The True Lord may have foreseen this, as the Duck Beast King in the air would definitely change its trajectory and attack the repaired formation.
So after releasing the pagoda, he hurriedly turned around to command the arrayed banners.
The speed of the Duck Beast King was indeed Boundless Wilderness. Despite the double deterrence of the Golden Immortal Monarch and the Thousand-Jun Tower, it still changed its trajectory in the air in an instant.
Xu Long's Heavenly Eye didn't even have time to capture its trajectory until that familiar evil wind swept in, at which point he already knew that this guy was beside them.
Awakened by a gust of evil wind, everyone realized that the Duck Beast King, who had been battling the Junbao overhead, was now attacking from their side.
The cultivators who had come to their senses couldn't help but stir under the banners, and Xu Long shook his head repeatedly at this display.
The True Lord on the opposite side also frowned. He had just said not to move rashly and to closely follow the banners and change formations.
At this moment, a commotion arose, and the gust of evil wind found a gap in the crowd and plunged down.
"Ah! My Lord, save me!"
" The Duck Beast King! It's broken into the formation!"
A piercing scream echoed within the formation.
The enormous banner veered off course in the air, its long tassels almost touching the ground.
The once neat and orderly formation of the cultivators is now showing signs of collapsing under the influence of a gust of evil wind.
Xu Long, who was in the middle of it, was terrified. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he was frozen in place as if his soul had been devoured.
When that evil wind came just now, Xu Long saw it clearly; there was a shadow of the Duck Beast King in it.
Perhaps the true form of the Beast King has not yet descended, but it has long amassed power in the Boundless Wilderness, killing countless beings, and the number of creatures it has devoured is unknown.
Over time, the remnants of the souls of those beings that were devoured, unable to enter the Reincarnation Temple, were instead condensed into ghostly figures.
The ghostly figure was naturally one with the Duck Beast King. The evil wind just now was the ghostly figure making its move. After entering the cultivator's formation, it opened a gap through the Soul Devouring technique.
Some of the restless cultivators became food for the ghostly figure, and the shrill scream from before...
It's unclear whether the cultivator uttered this before death or after being devoured and transformed into a ghost, and then unconsciously uttered it.
That piercing scream was like a demon being tortured in Hell, uttering the most venomous curse on the edge of death!
"Do not panic! Follow me as I channel my Magic Power. With the True Lord by our side, we are assured of our safety!"
"Don't panic!"
"Stand firm beneath the banners!"
Loud shouts echoed through the crowd.
The leading cultivator finally realized something was wrong, and they kept reminding the other cultivators to keep a close watch on the banners.
Only by combining their own Magic Power with the True Lord's energy, and relying on their large numbers and the formation set up by the True Lord, could they resist.
The cultivators within, as if waking from a dream, had just escaped death. Their faces were filled with bitterness, and when they gathered under the banners, they were many times more agile than before.
Xu Long thought to himself: Following the True Monarch isn't very safe either. Although the cultivators' formation is complete, it's still not enough against the Duck Beast King's lightning-fast speed.
The only course of action now is to remain firmly under the banners and cooperate fully with the True Lord to defend against the enemy.
Xu Long and the other cultivators were filled with immense sorrow. They had thought that after going through tribulations, they had achieved the realm of Earth Immortal and would be considered figures in the world.
But this battle, which had just begun, made everyone realize that, with their current level of cultivation, they were like cannon fodder in the face of so-called higher beings, disposable items that could be abandoned and replaced at any time.
The True Lord naturally had no Kung Fu Hustle to comfort everyone, as he had already made his point very clear.
Once the formation is complete, the rules of the formation must be followed. Those cultivators who let the evil wind disrupt their formation are simply courting death.
As the leading cultivator began to reorganize the cultivators' formation, the group, having survived a calamity, began to stand in perfect order again.
At this moment, Xu Long was somewhat puzzled in the crowd. Just now, only a ghostly shadow of the Duck Beast King had broken through the cultivators' formation. What about the Beast King's true form behind it?