His gaze was locked onto the red light Restriction, which was rapidly dimming and fluctuating violently under the pincer attack from both inside and out, appearing as if it would shatter at any moment. He also watched Elder Mo, whose face was pale and whose aura was slightly disordered from forcibly activating the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner.
"Old Jin, get ready to move!" Fang Hao transmitted via Divine Thought, his tone carrying a hint of excitement. The red light in the eyes of the metal spider on his shoulder instantly brightened, and its eight metal legs tensed slightly as it entered combat mode.
"Target: Black Fiend Sect Nascent Soul Cultivator surnamed Mo. Priority: High. Combat Mode: All-out kill. Command confirmed," Old Jin's mechanical voice rang out in Fang Hao's mind.
