Above the clouds, within the vault of heaven.
Dragon Palace barely emitted an orange-gold radiance, still trapped within the vortex of black smoke as it struggled to withstand the surging offensive from the outside world.
Of the Primeval Year Beasts that Demon Venerable You Hun had turned against them, only three remained.
Wu Shuai manipulated Dragon Palace to strike down the rest one by one. As for how the corpses of those Year Beasts fell to the ground, smashed mountains, and implicated countless innocent lives, neither side in the battle could be bothered with it, much less spare a thought for how it would overturn the life of some mortal youth named Wang Xiao Er.
After the black smoke on the remaining three Primeval Year Beasts gradually dispersed, they regained their senses and turned back to fight Demon Venerable You Hun.
Yet Wu Shuai's heart was heavy.
Fang Yuan had painstakingly collected these Primeval Year Beasts in hopes of restoring the Twelve Zodiac Battle Formation. But at this critical moment, they had no choice but to bring them out to hold the line.
In the end, Demon Venerable You Hun had exploited them instead.
After all this upheaval, the three remaining Primeval Year Beasts were covered in wounds and utterly incapable of breaking the deadlock. Fang Yuan's trump card had been effortlessly defused by Demon Venerable You Hun, who had remained composed and at ease throughout the entire process.
Not only could You Hun restrain soul beasts, even ordinary enslavement path methods had little effect on him. On the contrary, he could use them against their wielder!
Wu Shuai was deeply worried. "At this rate, how much longer can we hold on?"
Fang Yuan's brows were also tightly furrowed. He was now acting against Demon Venerable You Hun and supporting