There was no time to think, Zhang Po used his last bit of strength to support his domain, while Chang Wei began to raise his only controllable arm to manipulate his puppet, standing up along with it.
At this moment, Zhang Po's domain was so weak that it could only cover the two of them. The Poison Manor team's captain knew victory was nearly certain, but she didn't dare delay and went all out, continuing to exert pressure on Zhang Po.
"You arrogant bitch," Chang Wei cursed, his fingers moving as the puppet behind him began to tremble and walk, inching toward the Poison Manor's direction outside the Golden Light Domain.
"Zhang Po, can you put more pressure on them?" Chang Wei asked.
"I think I can!" Zhang Po had a guess about Chang Wei's next move, responded confidently, disregarding the risk of rupturing his meridians, and raised his aura again despite potential body harm.
