The two joined forces once again. This time, they were certain they could defeat Lin Xuan.
The Dragon Flame Mountain floated in the void. Situ Hang condensed his two top-grade Spiritual Fires into a pair of Flaming Palms, which he used to grip the Dragon Flame Fan. Qingyou also materialized her Nine Nether Fire, forming a third hand to grab hold of the fan. Together, they swung the Dragon Flame Fan forward. The fan's movement created a fiery tempest that swept out towards Lin Xuan.
"Kid, let's see how you defend against this!" the two of them sneered.
This power was truly terrifying; no eight-star Grandmaster could possibly withstand it. But Lin Xuan remained completely unfazed.
Comparing weapons? You two are truly courting death.
He had just acquired the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron, a six-star weapon—a full grade higher than his opponents' Dragon Flame Fan.
Very well. I'll let them have a taste of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron's power.
