The sky of the Northern Wilderness is full of light.

Every day, countless practitioners come from all directions and land on the mountain of Creation.

There are more and more practitioners gathering in all directions of the mountains.

These cultivators gathered together and were discussing the upcoming war every day.

"One month? I don't need to see it! With the Night Clan Alliance and the lineup of the Honghuang Clan, half a month is enough!"

"I heard that the Jiang clan and the Shi clan have only sent one person, and the total number is only a dozen or seven kalpas. What can I do to fight against my opponent!"

They are not optimistic about the Sect of Creation.

After all, the strength of the two sides is too great!

What they discuss every day is how long this battle will last and how much time it will take for the Night Clan Alliance to break through the formation and level the mountain of Creation.

"Look, God Tang appears again, he seems to be setting up a big formation!"

Every once in a while, cultivators from all directions can see the figure in white clothes flying out of the mountains.

Every time, he would turn around the mountains of Creation, as if setting up a formation.

"Looking at how God Tang is like this, it doesn't seem like he wants to give up at all, but is preparing to fight to the end!"

"Alas! Although the Lord Tang is talented and has an unparalleled monster, he is still weak. Even if he set up a powerful formation, can he still block the coalition forces of the Ye Clan and the prehistoric clan? Isn't this a delusion?"

When all the cultivators see it from afar, they will sigh.

Now that this situation is, it is impossible to turn the tide with one person’s strength!

"Hmph! This kid... no matter what formation he sets up, it will be futile!"

"That's right! In just a few months, what powerful formation can he set up? In the face of absolute strength, all formations are false!"

The Night Master and others were naturally closely observing the situation in the Creation Mountains.

They were not worried about these large formations at all.

They are still preparing for war and mobilizing all their strength.

Just like that, another month passed.

On this day, a divine light fell on the mountain of Creation, and a figure appeared.

"I am hereby order from the Lord of Night to issue a letter of war. Seven days later, a decisive battle will be fought here!"

The person who came shouted loudly.

The sound was like thunder, rolling in the void, shaking the world.

"This battle is finally coming!"

All the cultivators from all directions exclaimed and their expressions were excited.

"This is a letter of war!"

The visitor threw it hard, shot out a golden light and headed straight for the gate of the mountain of creation.

When we were about to reach the mountain gate, the void in front of the mountain gate rippled, and a figure in white clothes stepped out and reached out to catch the golden light.

"Go back and tell the night master that Tang will accompany you to the end in this battle!"

Tang Hao shouted loudly.

"Okay! This is what you said, everyone in the world can witness it!"

The Night Clan envoy sneered, then turned around and flew away.

Tang Hao glanced at Zhan Shu in his hand, snorted lightly, and threw it out casually.

He looked around his eyes, and his face showed a look of contemplation.

"There are still a little less large formation. I still have many ways. I haven't had time to prepare. If there is enough time, I can still go to the Demon Abyss to bury the Demon Abyss and try to refine the corpse of the Demon God and make a giant god..."

Tang Hao murmured, feeling a little regretful.

Time is too tight, and he doesn't have time to prepare more.

"But even that's all, it's enough!"

Tang Hao chuckled.

A shining expression appeared in his eyes, and a shocking fighting spirit rose all over his body.

"Boy Tang, are you really sure?"
Chapter completed!