Of course, the Purple Demon Eye had helped, too.
But even knowing that did them no good. They had already been targeted and were being chased by those fixed soul cannons. There was no way they could get near the central area, much less inform Xuan Zi.
"I'll get you out of here first. Then we'll figure something out."
"Yuhao, keep sensing the area and determine the range of that Mental Illusion."
Elder Zhuang spoke, then led everyone in trying to break through toward the outside.
"Good grief, how did that many shells all miss?"
Inside the Soul Suppressing Tower, Yang Hao watched the group trying to break through and couldn't help grumbling to himself.
Perhaps it was the protagonist's halo. He had ordered so many Soul Cannons fired, yet not one had hit. That couldn't possibly be a coincidence.
It seemed the protagonist's group really wasn't easy to kill.
"Fire every reserve fixed Soul Cannon. Target: the Shrek Team."
He decisively ordered them to go all in. If that still didn't blow them up, he would just have to accept it.
At his command, the Bright Cult's people immediately operated every fixed Soul Cannon and fired. Thousands of shells of varying grades streaked toward the Shrek Team.
"We're done for!"
Watching thousands of Soul Cannon shells speeding toward them, everyone despaired. They could only stare helplessly as the shells drew near, then exploded.
Even the Life Douluo could do nothing now. There were simply too many.
It wasn't just people like them—even Xuan Zi would be blown to pieces by such a bombardment.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Explosions and flames engulfed the area, but Yang Hao continued sensing it with his spiritual power.
Ye Xishui also extended her Divine Sense to feel out what was happening. After all, that was