Ning Rongrong's tone abruptly hardened. Though she did not understand everything that had happened, that did not stop her from realizing why Tang San had done this.
But their positions were different, and she could not empathize with Tang San at all.
"Nianbing, Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, we attack. Otherwise, none of us will make it out alive."
"Mm."
The three of them stared grimly at Tang San and nodded in agreement with Ning Rongrong's proposal. If they had to bow their heads and beg Tang San for mercy, they might as well die.
Little Cat was the first to turn into a black shadow and blend into the surrounding environment. Little Rabbit followed right after, constantly activating Teleportation, while Long Nianbing was not idle either. Tens of thousands of kitchen knives began circling in the air, drawing Tang San's attention from the front for his companions.
Ning Rongrong's support never ceased, and the Emerald Poison Dragon behind Dugu Yan also began to surge. Of everyone here, if anyone was even angrier than Ning Rongrong, it was her, because from Tang San's tone, she could tell Ning Bei was likely already in grave danger as well. Otherwise, her man would never have allowed the other side to destroy the sect.
"Go die. Ten Thousand Poisons Spacetime."
The Ninth Spirit Ring suddenly lit up, and for a time, the entire sky was dyed emerald green. Within this Ten Thousand Poisons Spacetime, the power of all Dugu Yan's spirit skills would be doubled. She had already made up her mind to follow Ning Bei in death.
Facing the crowd's intent to resist to the end, Tang San merely responded with a cold sneer. These people, whom he had once dreaded so deeply, were now like toys before him, utterly incapable of stirring up