Han Wu's expression changed when he heard this. He cursed inwardly, This time, things have gotten way out of hand. Ning was a real piece of work. He'd let a woman cloud his judgment, then tried to drag all of the Southern Seventy-Six Islands onto his sinking ship. Han Wu's face darkened and brightened by turns.
"Han Wu, you decide whether you live or die." Zhang Heng bellowed. Ignoring the fact that the Netherflame Main Cannon was still scorching hot and hadn't cooled, he fired another shot at the barrier. Everyone knew barriers were always stronger from the outside and weaker from within. Trying to blast one apart with a single Netherflame Main Cannon from the outside was all but impossible. From within, though, the outcome was less certain. The two secondary cannons also fired powerful Netherflame Bullets.
Everyone, Lei Dong included, unleashed their strongest attacks. Lei Dong even summoned a puppet at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Boom! The barrier rippled violently again, and the barrage blasted a small hole through it. At the same time, all manner of attacks struck that same spot. In an instant, they widened the hole to several zhang across. But it still wasn't enough. They were just short. Just as Zhang Heng's face changed, Lei Dong crushed a talisman. A Netherflame Cannon shot erupted before him and slammed into the barrier. The hole, already several zhang wide, was torn open to nearly ten zhang.
Overjoyed, Zhang Heng piloted Netherworld Nine and sped out. Han Wu hesitated, but didn't give chase. Instead, he unleashed a surge of power and darted through the hole in the barrier ahead of everyone else. He struck out with a palm—but not at Netherworld Nine. He aimed it at Ning Xiao, who was hot on their heels.