High Priest Tu Ming finished casting his Poison Technique and kept observing the Barbarian Demon Camp from a distance.
Seeing a stir within the Barbarian Demon Camp as they tried to form a formation, he couldn't help but scoff, "Iron Bucket Formation? Lu Hongtu was right; Xu Dali lacks ability and adaptability. How could a mere Iron Bucket Formation withstand my Formless Poison?"
Elsewhere, Gu Ya also noticed the movement in the Barbarian Demon Camp and frowned deeply.
Once the Iron Bucket Formation was set up, it would greatly enhance the defense of the Barbarian Demon Camp, making it extremely difficult for his wolf pack to penetrate.
"How can my Cangyue Tribe afford to lose to the Hundred Poison Tribe? Where would our dignity stand?"
"The Divine Decree demands our full effort; if my wolf pack suffers heavy losses, how will we face the main force of Liangzhu Country later on?"
