The fifth battle of slaying the inheritor of the Evil Emperor began so quickly, it caught everyone off guard.
Once the seven princes made their move, there was no hesitation in their hearts, no doubt about Shu Tianzi's intentions.
Even though their eyes still appeared somewhat red, the allure of Shu Tianzi no longer lingered in their minds.
The seven princes, like seven arrows released from a bow, shot towards the Ten Thousand Corpse Mountain.
Not honed by targeted training from the Battle of Sons, they continued forward in the simplest formation supporting both offense and defense.
Because it was too simple, it seemed mindless to common cultivators, so from afar, the formation of seven appeared like a scattered plate of sand.
But it was this sand-like formation that caused Little Peewa's pupils to contract, made Shu Tianzi smirk, and brightened the eyes of various sect leaders!
"This is the most basic form of group attack!"
"No! This can't even be called a technique!"
