"biubiubiu..."
The Little Stone Man held the gun, continually squeezing the vicious trigger, shooting furiously almost point-blank, ensuring every shot counted without a miss.
The seven Faceless ones watched from a distance—under the activation of the Soul Battlefield, no one besides a Soul Puppet could enter the battlefield at all.
Now, they couldn't exert their full strength.
Meanwhile, within the Soul Battlefield, Wen Yu was being hammered by Black River Sovereign to the point of fright.
Even an ordinary straight punch required Wen Yu's utmost effort to withstand. Almost every second, Wen Yu had to use the Photosynthetic Spirit Motifs and Ancient Dragon's Wrath hundreds of times. Fortunately, that black hole-like ability seemed to have some special restriction or cooldown duration, for the next three seconds, Black River Sovereign did not use this skill again.
But only for three seconds.
"Swish..."
