"The 'Four Demons Subdue the Gods Formation'?"
Fang Yang murmured, genuinely curious.
He, of course, had never heard of this formation.
After all, there were simply too many ancient formations, and despite his dedication to studying the knowledge of cultivation recently, he still struggled to completely understand them.
However...
No matter how powerful this formation might be, it wouldn't have much of an impact on him; after all, he still held an absolute defense card in his hand, as well as an unparalleled attack card.
In his eyes, any formation was like thin paper, easily torn to shreds.
"Well done, you deserve a reward. What do you want?"
Fang Yang spoke indifferently. He was not a stingy person—if his subordinates achieved merits, he would certainly reward them.
Under his watchful gaze, Gong Yajun, who had always stood atop the Shadow Moon Tower, made a gesture of reverence, except that it resembled the digit one.
