"Matrix formation!" Ye Futian commanded, and the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace marched forwards in formation.
Sage Douzhan was in the midst of passing over the catastrophe, but naturally, it was Yuan Hong leading the Heavenly Battle Matrix. With the mighty and powerful cultivators marching forwards, a horrible air of war swept through the space.
At the same time, the cultivators from the Sovereign Family and the Ice Temple were all taking part in the battle matrix. They had long been practicing it in the Holy Zhi Palace.
Great Zhou Sacred King still sat on the throne, his demeanor authoritative. His eyes surveyed the powerful cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace who surrounded him. His gaze went to Ye Futian, and the eyes of Great Zhou Sacred King reflected strong murderous intent.
"Get back," the Great Zhou Sacred King commanded indifferently, and the cultivators of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty withdrew accordingly.
