Tianming was cutting down his enemies when he suddenly felt the changes in the atmosphere and looked up. Why did the Ninefold Silver Formation turn black all of a sudden? That’s not it—there’s another layer added to it! That’s….

While he was still wondering, he heard the Astral Legions shouting out, “It’s the Evil Suppression Formation!”

Tianming was briefly stunned, then fell into ecstasy. He grabbed Meow Meow on his shoulder and threw it on the ground and asked, “Did that hurt?”

“What the hell is wrong with you? Of course it does!”

“That means this isn’t a dream. Feng is the best! Holy shit, we’ve turned the tables around!” The joy had come too suddenly. He was under the impression that it would take some time, even if Ye Lingfeng could do it. At that time, who knew how many casualties they would have had to suffer. He never expected that Ye Lingfeng would activate the formation shortly after the Theocracy’s army had come in.

“Big Brother, the Evil Suppression Formation is a little chaotic. It’s not as stable as before, maybe...