"Ye Hua, Xu Yi, Bi Yue—join forces with me! Kill Puxuan and seize his inheritance!"
Seeing several people closing in on Puxuan, Yuan Wu immediately transmitted his voice to the other three.
Xu Yi and Bi Yue naturally followed Yuan Wu's lead and flew to his side.
Song Wen also nodded, gripping the Mountain-Crushing Mace as he moved closer.
At that moment, Yuan Wu transmitted his voice again.
"Ye Hua, take the front and draw Puxuan's attention. Xu Yi, Bi Yue, and I will stay behind and wait for a chance to deal him a thunderous blow."
The corners of Song Wen's mouth twitched slightly.
Yuan Wu truly had a meticulous mind. Even in such circumstances, he was still thinking of using Song Wen to shield the three of them from disaster.
"Fine!"
Song Wen did not refuse in the slightest.
The instant the aerial restriction and gravity restriction vanished, the stone mountain's suppression of divine sense also disappeared.
This meant that Song Wen could use the Death-Substitute Puppet to evade a fatal blow, and could also teleport to anywhere within the range of his divine sense.
Song Wen immediately changed direction and lunged toward Puxuan.
Several people were already closing in on Puxuan ahead of him.
Yet one figure was faster than all of them.
—The Golden Steel Corpse!
Although Puxuan remained wrapped in purple lightning and had yet to break free, his consciousness was clear, so he could naturally control the corpse puppet.
The corpse puppet moved the fingers of both hands. Billowing corpse qi transformed into ten furious dragons, not only blocking those people's attacks but also blasting them away. Some were even killed on the spot, their souls scattering and paths ending.
A furious dragon of corpse qi also came charging toward Song Wen.
The Mountain-Crushing