Yan Qiong naturally saw the direction where the light flickered, and Hun Duanya and Shuofeng were no exception.
They wanted to go, but Hun Duanya would not allow it. Not one of them could leave.
"Today, none of you will get away!" Hun Duanya snorted coldly, his aura soaring to the heavens as he prepared to take another step forward.
The first one he would suppress was Dark Abyss, who had merged six into one!
Did he think having five clones made him invincible?
Hun Duanya would let Dark Abyss experience the taste of despair.
Boom! The Netherworld Soul-Refining Cauldron in his hand smashed toward Dark Abyss, its terrifying impact shattering even the surrounding space.
"Attack together!" Dark Abyss roared. This time, all six of him truly attacked at once, but unfortunately...
Before Hun Duanya's strike, he was still no match.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The clones shattered one after another. In the end, only one Dark Abyss remained, and the Netherworld Soul-Refining Cauldron did not slow in the slightest.
Is my life over? This thought surfaced in Dark Abyss's mind.
Hun Duanya sneered. "You fool who refuses to see reason—if you will not cooperate, then your only fate is to become a puppet within my Soul-Refining Cauldron!"
At that critical moment, Shuofeng appeared. He forcibly broke away from his battle with the puppets under Hun Duanya's command and arrived beside Dark Abyss.
"Let the wind come," Shuofeng said softly. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hurricanes swept in and slammed toward the Netherworld Soul-Refining Cauldron. If one hurricane was not enough, then a hundred! A thousand!
More than a thousand hurricanes finally blocked the cauldron's momentum. Then another hurricane descended onto the Netherworld Soul-Refining Cauldron, sending it spinning through the air before smashing back toward Hun Duanya.
Bang! Hun Duanya swung his hand