Outside the top-grade Formation.
Zhang Xiaohao sneered as he looked at the situation inside the top-grade Formation, a smirk on his lips, conveying disdain. It was as if he was saying, "A bunch of fools, you think you can compete with this Young Master? You're still a bit naive."
Roar!
At this moment, Zhang Xiaohao let out a low growl, revealing the plans the True Spirits inside had to self-detonate the top-grade Formation, along with their backup plans. He ordered the thousands of fierce beasts and their surrounding beast army to retreat, each using ranged attacks to bombard the Formation crazily, then surrounded the area completely.
The sky above and the ground below were sealed off, waiting for these True Spirits to throw themselves into the net one by one.
A quarter of an hour later.
The top-grade Formation had reached its limit, and from the looks of it, it could collapse at any moment.
