"Set up the formation!"
As Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders launched their attack, an unparalleled Evil Qi erupted, forming a blood-red pillar of light that almost knocked the General's Platform from its suspension in mid-air. High above in the Nine Heavens, a crescent moon appeared, hanging beside the sun, emitting a faint glow. Sun and moon shone in unison!
The cultivation of Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders had rapidly improved by several ranks. Their most powerful leader had broken through to become a Nine-Turned Saint King, and the terrifying pressure emanating from them caused the soldiers in the military camp to vomit blood violently.
"A blood-red pillar of light! Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders are preparing to strike!" On the Beacon Tower, Zhao Yun commanded solemnly, his eyes fixed on the 'Pan Domain Formation', his heart filled with worry. "Pass down the order: the grand army is to prepare for battle!"
