Annoyed, Xu Long gathered his Magic Power in his arms and twisted his thick waist.
The muscles on his arms bulged like hills, and his face beneath the banners was contorted with rage.
With a roar, the enormous canopy flipped over in an instant, and the long tassels were pulled up from the ground once more.
The cultivators felt as if the world was turning upside down above them, and the True Monarch's energy, which had been about to dissipate, was now surging away.
He then wandered into the crowd again, but no one saw how disheveled Xu Long looked, standing with his hand on his waist under the banner.
Seeing the collapsed banners being straightened in an instant, the Duck Beast King in the air instantly sensed Xu Long's location.
Its body was clearly facing the True Lord, but it seemed as if a gaze had grown from behind its head, capable of detecting any abnormality around it at any time.
Xu Long, standing in the crowd, instantly felt as if he were being stared at by a ferocious beast; the coldness in that gaze was like a sharp knife.
The arrow sliced through layers of people and pierced straight into Xu Long's heart, causing him to tremble violently even under the banners.
A strange feeling rose in Xu Long's heart, and he instantly became more vigilant.
The gaze of the Duck Beast King was extraordinary; it must have known what it had just done.
Did this guy have another pair of eyes watching the whole scene from behind his head?
Feeling uneasy, Xu Long's figure flickered several more times in the crowd.
The enormous banner once again became a barrier for the cultivators' formation. Having survived several calamities, the cultivators within it began to move voluntarily in accordance with the banner.
Xu Long's eyes, however, held a deep sense of vigilance.
The Duck Beast King faced the True Lord, and behind its head, it seemed as if there was another pair of eyes, constantly watching what was behind it.
When Xu Long's actions were taken into view, a cold glint flashed in that sharp gaze.
With a disdainful glance at the Thousand-Jun Tower above its head, the Duck Beast King leaped into the air in an instant.
Just moments ago, it was clearly enveloped in a ring of precious light, but now the Duck Beast King seems to be completely unrestrained.
Under that precious light, they dodged left and right, completely disregarding the True Lord's Thousand-Jun Tower.
The True Lord on the opposite side remained calm, and after seeing the Duck Beast King emerge, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, slightly part your lips and silently recite the incantation.
Xu Long and the others suddenly felt an energy coursing through their bodies, and the banners that had just been erected began to move slowly.
Having survived the ordeal, the group dared not slacken their efforts and quickly channeled their magical Magic Power to change formation together with the banner.
Xu Long saw that the patterns on the umbrella were becoming increasingly clear, and the golden edges were shining brightly to the extreme. There were even faint signs of the patterns breaking off from the umbrella.
The cultivators below were constantly channeling their Magic Power, and as the continuous energy circulated within, it connected the various formations.
The banners that had just been set up have been completely opened through the True Lord's incantation and the Magic Power of the cultivators.
The Duck Beast King in the air was naturally aware of the changing banners, but it no longer cared about them.
The halo around him had been torn apart, and a cold glint flashed in the Duck Beast King's eyes as he looked at the gleaming Thousand-Jun Tower.
The hurricane in the air suddenly stopped, and then it felt as if the hurricane had disappeared, and the dark sky above became clear for a moment.
Just as everyone was wondering about the whereabouts of the Duck Beast King, a cautious look appeared on the face of Perfected Lord Pinglu.
He raised the pagoda with one hand and quickly formed a hand seal at his chest with the other. Before anyone could see clearly, a solid magic seal had already formed at his chest.
At this moment, a gust of evil wind swept in from his side. The True Lord's expression hardened, and without hesitation, he pushed the magic seal forward. The pagoda above his head moved with the magic seal.
roar!
Phew!
A piercing roar erupted before the seal.
As the True Lord pushed out that solid Dharma seal, a fierce wind immediately appeared in the air.
An invisible evil wind was triggered by the magic seal, and within a stench of decay, countless remnants of living beings roared.
Their faces were ferocious, and their howls were mournful, like vengeful spirits constantly fighting against the magic seal, using their own resentment to counteract the energy within the magic seal.
Once this fierce wind rises, an endless hurricane follows.
At this moment, the True Lord had both his magic seal and pagoda extended outwards, making him appear defenseless, which truly worried the cultivators.
Despite being in such a perilous situation, Zhenjun showed no fear whatsoever. With a quick movement beneath the pagoda, he vanished into the newly formed banner formation.
A figure emerged from the neat and orderly formation of cultivators; the True Monarch stood proudly amidst the crowd of cultivators.
His frail body resembled a desolate mountain range, standing firmly despite the erosion of wind and rain, though already showing signs of life.
It has preserved the sacred site in the sky above the Boundless Wilderness below for thousands of years without it collapsing.
Upon seeing the True Lord's unusual movement, the hurricane that had been attacking was instantly extinguished.
The whooshing sound in the air disappeared from my ears, leaving only countless scattered gusts of air behind me.
The cultivators present were somewhat puzzled for a moment, as logically, the hurricane should have been followed by the Duck Beast King's body.
Those roller shutters would have been slashed down after the hurricane, but somehow they've all vanished.
Before the doubts in my mind had dissipated, a powerful voice rang in my ears.
"Don't get distracted, watch your side!"
The True Lord's voice rolled through the air like muffled thunder, stirring up a commotion within the cultivators' formation.
The cultivators within all gazed at the enormous banner, realizing that the hurricane that had vanished was not the true form of the Duck Beast King.
A flash of lightning streaked through Xu Long, and the faint light in the sky was instantly ripped open, allowing the dim sky to once again cover everyone's heads.
A sharp gaze pierced through the crowd like a dagger, Xu Long's pupils contracted under the banners.
He felt that gaze was directed at him, even though the Duck Beast King had clearly aimed at the True Lord after dissecting the treasure light!
A flurry of thoughts flashed through Xu Long's mind, but he knew that thinking too much was pointless, so he could only focus his attention on the True Lord in the arena.
When Zhenjun saw the Duck Beast King unfurl its treasure light and attack, a look of "I knew it" flashed in his eyes.
As that sharp gaze drew closer, the True Lords and everyone else present felt an extremely powerful sense of pressure.
The speed of the Duck Beast King was unparalleled. When dealing with True Lords, it used hurricanes and fierce winds, and ordinary magic seals could not track its figure at all.
If you want to keep it, it will be extremely difficult!
The True Lord had slipped into the banner formation to lure the Duck Beast King over, figuring that it wouldn't miss this opportunity.
As expected, the hurricane just now was an illusion. The true body of the Duck Beast King closely followed the True Lord. Upon seeing this, the True Lord's expression hardened.
He then parted his lips slightly and began to chant the incantation rapidly and frequently. The cultivators' formation quickly shifted under the banners, and the golden edge of the umbrella was already being guided out by the True Lord's energy.