The general kept dashing forward. No one could stop him.
Both Fu Yan and his bodyguard were frightened by the general's aggressiveness. They retreated to the Peak of Drifting Clouds right away.
When the general had almost caught up with them, the grand tactical formation of the peak was turned on.
It was as though a tenacious giant net shrouded the whole peak. The general didn't manage to dash through it. He became stuck in it, moving slower and slower.
"Let's go!"
With the help of the formation, the leader bodyguard started a fierce attack against the general with his subordinates. Spiritual weapons were brandished here and there. Rainbows of all colors flew across the sky and struck the general.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The general was excellent at defending. He was sitting still on the horse's back, but he was stuck and couldn't move.
"Jiang Chen, did you think only your Redcloud Peak had deployed a tactical formation?!" Li Qin said coldly, sitting in a chair.