Attacked from both front and rear, with no way to flee upward or burrow underground!
This was a dead end meticulously crafted for that puppet assassin, led by the Shrek Seven Devils and supported by two Titled Douluo!
Standing outside the battle, Leng Yuebai was surrounded by Star Radiance Heavenly Silk. For the first time, a person's figure was clearly reflected in her glassy eyes.
That young man who had stood in place from beginning to end, doing nothing but moving his lips.
It was him.
With only a few simple words, he had forged the scattered crowd into an indestructible force.
He had precisely grasped every detail of the battlefield and found the most crucial point to break the deadlock.
He had perfectly mobilized and merged everyone's strength, ultimately turning it into this fatal strike.
At that moment, Leng Yuebai suddenly understood.
Perhaps this young man's Soul Power Level was not high, but what truly made him terrifying was his mind.
It was an absolute control like that of the Gods, overlooking the entire chessboard and treating all living beings as pieces!
And at the very moment everyone's strength erupted.
Han Yuchen, the chess player, finally entered the field himself.
His figure vanished from where he stood like Gui Mei, without a sound.
There was no overwhelming aura, no dazzling spectacle.
He simply strolled into the heart of the energy storm, one capable of tearing apart any Soul Douluo.
His target was likewise the puppet assassin being focused by everyone.
"The game is over."
A cold curve lifted at the corner of Han Yuchen's mouth.
His Third Spirit Ring, the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring shimmering with sacred radiance, suddenly lit up!
[Third Soul Skill: Sacred Qilin Flash Strike!]
Time seemed to stretch infinitely at that moment.
In the hollow eyes