Yuan Gang had indeed made his move. Kun Linshu, who had joined forces with him, had failed to stop him.
Kun Linshu cultivated a fire-based technique and possessed some ability to sense changes in the elements in the air. He had also encountered the demonic energy emitted by Wu Chang, so he sensed something unusual and suspected a trap. He would not let Yuan Gang act rashly.
Yet Yuan Gang had charged forward despite his obstruction.
Had Kun Linshu tried to dissuade him another way, it might have worked. But those words made Yuan Gang realize that Wu Chang had already seen through their intentions and was actively waiting for him to take the bait.
He had also seen that, with no hope in sight, the others were not particularly united.
He had seen as well that the others were simply no match for Wu Chang's single blow.
The original plan, in which the others would join the Crow Generals to cover his attack, had little chance of succeeding now that everyone was divided.
And if Wu Chang did not die, who knew how many more people would perish in this world? So long as Wu Chang died, the chaos and strife under heaven would soon come to an end.
"If I do not enter hell, who will?"
Having thrown down those words, Yuan Gang charged out. Kun Linshu was deeply moved by them, his face full of shock as he stared wide-eyed at Yuan Gang's back rushing into the chaotic mass of Crow Generals...
Two tiger roars rang out. One slash flew forth, and the two figures shifted past each other. Yuan Gang immediately knew his blade had struck empty air. It was indeed a trap!
Breathing sharply, he spun around and swung his hand, hacking wildly backward with