WHOOSH!
As soon as the Bloodthirsty Junior Demon Lord's voice fell, eighteen black columns of light shot into the sky, rapidly intertwining to form a celestial prison. This was a Low Grade Dao Formation known as the Eighteen Prison Formation, capable of sealing off the very heavens and earth with its immense power.
Once the formation was activated, the air grew thick and viscous, as if everyone was mired in a swamp. Every movement became several times more difficult, and the circulation of Spiritual Energy in their bodies slowed.
"Do you think a mere formation is enough to challenge us?" Yun Mokong asked, recovering quickly from his initial shock. "Although the Eighteen Prison Formation hinders us, there are three on our side. In a three-against-one fight, we still hold the clear advantage."
"And what if you add us?"
