A Strange Formation

The army of demonic cultivators did not continue to advance toward the Floating Jade Island. Instead, they stopped and split up in the middle of the waves, forming a formation similar to that of eight thousand demonic cultivators, facing the north shore of the Floating Jade Island.

"Song Qiang is already here!" The burly man sitting cross-legged in the sea suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot into the sky.

"It seems that Sixth Yan isn't completely useless! Set up the formation!"

Song Qiang stood up from the sea and jumped out of the sea in an instant. He stepped on the waves and looked into the distance.

The man in white, Cui Pan, waved his folding fan and walked toward the million-strong army of beast cultivators.

A demonic purple light suddenly appeared on the distant horizon. It was as fast as lightning and approached Song Qiang in the blink of an eye.

"Activate the formation!"