After Lin Tang sealed the consciousness of Martial Saint Number Seven, the latter became a puppet that only mechanically followed orders. Lin Tang had left a failsafe within his body, allowing him to take control at any time. Just a moment ago, the instant the shadowy figure possessed Number Seven, Lin Tang sensed it. He knew something was wrong and rushed over at once.
Mid-flight, he paused to think and decided to first place Wei Zichu on the ground. He wanted to avoid accidentally injuring her if a fierce battle broke out with Number Seven. The moment they landed, just as he was about to take off alone, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Lin Tang, your time has come!"
"Hm?"
Lin Tang turned his head to see Yan Renjie, brimming with fighting spirit, standing proudly with his sword and blocking the path ahead. At the same time, Watanabe Kouichi appeared behind him, dragging an exaggeratedly huge sword over ten meters long.
