When these low-level cultivators were organized by the True Lord, their numbers were unknown. The True Lord instructed them to use banners as a guide, and all the cultivators simultaneously channeled their Magic Power.
The cultivators gathered under the banners were like one, and when their countless Magic Power converged, they also maintained a close connection with the Golden Immortal True Monarch.
At this moment, the formation shattered under the attack of the Duck Beast King. Could it be that such a large formation could not withstand the power of the Beast King?
Given Xu Long's current level of cultivation, he naturally had no idea what kind of power the Beast King possessed when unleashing its innate divine abilities.
But now that the banners have been broken by the Beast King's head, these cultivators have nowhere to hide under the watchful eyes of the evil wind.
Moreover, once a corner of the banner is broken, the golden net that has formed will lose its power, and the True Lord in the air will surely be able to sense it.
Having lost the support of a cultivator's Magic Power, the True Lord faced a sudden increase in pressure when confronting the Duck Beast King.
Xu Long weaved through the chaotic crowd. After the banners were torn apart, other leading cultivators continued to transmit their messages to the others.
He instructed everyone not to panic, but to move closer to the nearest cultivator formation, and to put up a resistance once the flow of people was unified.
However, everyone was stunned by the attack of the Duck Beast King, and in the chaos, they would not heed the leader's instructions.
They were terrified by the enormous head and dared not face the Duck Beast King in the air.
Xu Long looked at the head above his head, feeling anxious. He had wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the crowd to retreat behind the other cultivators' formation.
But the gaze above him kept moving over him, its narrow eyes revealing a hint of contempt.
At this moment, it was as if a hunter was pointing a rifle at his prey, constantly intimidating him. The chaotic escape filled Xu Long with deep fear and unease.
It was as if, under the watchful eyes of those nine heads, no matter where he fled, he would be constantly watched by the Duck Beast King.
Amidst the chaotic crowd, Xu Long kept his head down and fled.
Meanwhile, the Duck Beast King in the sky was playing tricks on him like a cat toying with a mouse.
When that evil wind blew in, it stirred up countless air currents, turning the entire area above the dojo into a desolate wasteland.
The Duck Beast King alone held off the True Lord and all the cultivators.
At this moment, it looked up at the sky and earth, and bursts of lightning shot out from its dozen or so gazes.
The hurricane carried a foul, putrid stench, and its power was unmatched for a time.
Despite the golden net binding it, the steel whip cracking across its surface, and the pagoda suppressing it, the Duck Beast King simply stood tall with its nine heads held high in the sky, its narrow eyes filled with an arrogant gaze that looked down upon all others.
The Duck Beast King unleashing its innate divine power at this moment is the true Duck Beast King of the Boundless Wilderness!
As the number of cultivators around them dwindled, the once numerous figures were all transformed into streams of dantian energy and devoured under the powerful erosion of the evil wind.
As the Duck Beast King 'Beast King overwhelming power, no one dared to confront it directly.
When the True Lord in the air saw the banner being broken by the Duck Beast King, his heart sank.
Before there was any reaction, the huge golden net showed a slight crack.
The original golden net was made of cultivators' formation, but now a group of cultivators broke through it.
One corner of the golden net began to crack, and the binding force eased slightly, causing the true form of the aerial Duck Beast King to rejoice.
It felt that its unparalleled speed was finally about to return.
Although the golden net was invisible, it caused it a great deal of suffering when it enveloped its body.
This Old Ghost Pinglu was indeed a master of formations. The golden net of banners he set up in the air had a strong binding force, and the trapped Duck Beast King was almost suppressed by the Thousand-Jun Tower.
Fortunately, they managed to turn the tide in the end, and the pressure on Zhenjun increased even more. The Duck Beast King, which had regained some speed, was even more difficult to deal with.
Seeing the True Lord's difficult appearance, the Duck Beast King felt a surge of pleasure.
Thinking back to when I was at the base of the tower and the True Lord was at the top, I realized how terrible my situation was.
However, war is dangerous, and in the blink of an eye, the Duck Beast King and the True Lord had already reversed their fates.
At this moment, it really wanted to raise its head and roar in the air, having fought with Perfected Lord Pinglu for thousands of years, and wanted to unleash all the resentment in its heart in an instant!
As Zhenjun watched the Duck Beast King soaring triumphantly in the air, a complex feeling welled up within him.
This was supposed to be the final battle, but this guy recklessly tried to burst into action, ruining all my carefully prepared plans.
At this moment, the binding power of the golden net had been reduced. If this fellow were to suddenly attack and destroy the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary, then the only option would be to perish together with him.
While preoccupied with his own thoughts, the True Lord also transmitted his voice to the people below, urging them to quickly change their formation.
Repair the broken corner to prevent the Duck Beast King from breaking through the Forest of Banners Formation again.
Despite the unparalleled power of the Duck Beast King on the field, it seemed to be aware of this itself.
This peak state cannot be maintained for long, so a swift victory must be achieved against the True Lord and the other cultivators.
The Duck Beast King raised its head high, its eight eyes spreading out in all directions like a jeweled fan, its narrow eyes seeming to be observing something.
The crimson tumor, hidden behind the other heads, coldly stared at the True Lord opposite.
Meanwhile, Xu Long, who was below, had finally escaped the pursuit of the Duck Beast King for the time being.
He was originally at the Earth Immortal Realm realm, but when he was separated, he was surrounded by cultivators at the Earth Immortal Realm realm.
The cultivators who had fled along the way were all at the Immortal Realm.
Everyone saw him rushing towards them, his destination the cultivator formation they were in.
The leading cultivator glanced at him and immediately realized that Xu Long's cultivation level was only Earth Immortal.
The leading cultivator then sent a telepathic message to Xu Long, instructing him to retreat immediately and not to re-enter the Heavenly Immortal cultivators' formation.
However, Xu Long was not listening to his telepathic message at this moment, as countless cultivators had already perished behind him.
The Old Man Pinglu didn't know when he would be able to settle the score with the Duck Beast King, and at this moment, the banner he was on had already been torn.
He was relentlessly pursued by the head of the Duck Beast King, with nowhere to escape but to hide within the cultivators' formation.
As Xu Long fled, he was constantly tormented by the Duck Beast King, whose swirling evil winds lurked around him.
In the midst of the chaos, if a cultivator makes even a single misstep, he will be devoured by the vengeful spirits in the evil wind.
Under the relentless pursuit of the Duck Beast King, Xu Long could only flee endlessly within the cultivators' formation.
Feeling threatened with death, he secretly hated the True Lord, who treated the cultivators like pawns, leaving them powerless to fight back under the watchful eyes of the Duck Beast King.
"Who goes there! Don't come forward!"
"Do not advance! Anyone who disrupts the formation will be killed without mercy!"
As Xu Long fled amidst the chaotic crowd, he noticed a series of voices, a mixture of shock and anger, echoing from within the cultivators' formation.
Clearly, the leading cultivator had discovered Xu Long's purpose. He fled through the arena, making the other Heavenly Immortal cultivators extremely suspicious.
Because what was following Xu Long's figure at this moment was not anything else, but the head of the Duck Beast King!