"Tang San! You tricked us!"
"That's called outsmarting you~ Everyone, cripple them. Just make sure they can't fight back. Killing them will only strengthen the Black Wind Stronghold Chief!"
"You're so cruel, handsome~ But I don't dislike it."
"Cruelty is just what these scum deserve! Well done, young man!"
Thanks to Tang San's "outsmarting," the battle outside the gates had become entirely one-sided, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He put away the Clear Sky Hammer and, together with Xiao Wu, took Ning Rongrong and Oscar somewhere sheltered to rest.
He looked toward the situation inside the gates. Though he could not see clearly, judging by the sounds, Zhao Wuji still seemed to have the upper hand.
"You bullshit chief! All you've got left now is this stronghold. Your men are all gone, aren't they? Haha! A commander without an army, and you still won't surrender!" Zhao Wuji roared, sending a shock wave out with his voice that blasted a huge hole in the wall, bringing stones tumbling down.
"Fine, you forced me! Do you really think only the dead can become my nourishment? Crimson Prison Blood Refining Formation! Full power!"
The Soul Ring behind him, which had become a little more tangible again, began spinning backward! That streak of blood-red flowed back into the formation along the connecting lines.
The formation's core gleamed with a vivid blood-red halo, but as though still hungry, the formation increased its suction on its own!
The Other Shore Flower mark on the Black Wind Stronghold Chief's face slowly faded. Then he floated into the air like a puppet being lifted, his limbs hanging limply and his head tilted rigidly upward. A Other Shore Flower grew out of his mouth and swayed wildly in the air, its stem pulsing like a