The air grew heavy, the chaotic energy of the Abyssal Rift intensifying as the formation began to take shape.
Yun Lintian stood at the center of the circle, his Frostmourne Spear resting lightly in his hand. His golden eyes scanned the Chaos Knights, his expression calm but alert.
He could feel the shift in the atmosphere, the growing pressure as the formation activated. It was a formation he had never encountered before, but he could sense its power—a power that was both ancient and malevolent.
"Chaos Annihilation," Dian Lun said, his voice echoing through the void. "A formation designed to erase even the strongest of beings from existence. You should feel honored, Yun Lintian. This formation has not been used in millennia."
Yun Lintian's lips curved into a faint smile. "Honored? I suppose I should thank you for going through so much trouble. But do you really think this formation can stop me?"
