Fools Who Love to Smile Never Have Bad Luck

Hun Yu's current strength was only at the Three-Revolution Peak Dou Zun level, comparable to Jiu Feng and Gu Xun'er. Although the remaining two Soul Clan experts had slightly higher cultivation, they were merely two Five-Transition Dou Zun Peak experts.

The three of them would find it very difficult to deal with a half-crippled Half-Saint Puppet, and it was entirely possible that all three would die in the end.

However, when the oppressive gazes of the crowd fell upon the three Soul Clan members, Hun Yu knew they had no choice but to accept. He gritted his teeth and said, "We can take one as well, but we want to fight our Soul Clan ancestor."

Hun Yu intended to exploit their familiarity with the Soul Clan's Dou Techniques and combat methods to seek out that slim chance of survival.

"Fine. Then let's begin."

The four teams exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

The four from the Four Square Pavilions, the five from the Ancient Clan, and the one from the Flower Sect—a total of ten people—slowly surrounded one Half-Saint Puppet.

"Remember, this puppet has no intelligence, so we have to blow up its head. Do your best to hold it down later. I'll finish it with one strike."

Xiao Yan gave a low-voiced instruction.

Facing a half-crippled Half-Saint Puppet, Xiao Yan, as a Six-Transition Peak Dou Zun, truly had the qualifications to say that.

After all, it was not as if he had never killed a Nine-Transition Dou Zun Peak expert before. Well, the Third Heavenly Venerable of the Soul Hall, who had already died miserably, had plenty to say on that matter.

"Alright!"

The group nodded in tacit understanding.

"Attack!"

With a furious roar, nine incomparably thick pillars of energy instantly blasted toward the charging Half-Saint Puppet. Faced with