Yan Yun moved with ruthless precision, seemingly well practiced even in risking her life. Azure spiritual power gathered at a single point as she slashed with all her strength at the phoenix's wing.
As the violent spiritual powers collided, everyone from Firmament Rhyme Hall naturally understood that this was Yan Yun's life-risking strike. They also understood that after Yan Yun, the attack Chu Xingchen believed would secure victory was about to arrive.
Otherwise, surely the two hadn't fallen out, with Yan Yun deciding she no longer wanted to play along with Chu Xingchen and charging over to kill herself for fun?
Though they understood, the people of Firmament Rhyme Hall had no choice left.
Chu Xingchen's attacks were certainly ruthless, but that did not mean Yan Yun's life-risking strike was any less formidable.
Scattering again now might not be a good choice.
Without discussing it or hesitating, the people of Firmament Rhyme Hall had the phoenix sweep up a vast blaze toward Yan Yun.
If they took out Yan Yun, even losing would not utterly disgrace them. If they retreated and ultimately failed to eliminate even Yan Yun, losing ten against two without taking out a single opponent, then they would truly lose all face.
Terrifying spiritual powers clashed. Yan Yun's azure spiritual power gained the advantage for only a moment before the phoenix completely suppressed it.
If he was going to sell out his teammate, he naturally had to make it count.
Chu Xingchen's Nascent Soul Dharma Form raised Myriad Forms. Flowing-water spiritual power of terrifying might wound around the weapon, and the Nascent Soul Dharma Form flashed forward to bear down on them.
The phoenix let out a piercing cry. Half its wings of streaming fire were severed, but it still ruthlessly overwhelmed Yan Yun. A moment later,