Back in Stronghold Six, the puppet tide surged.
Tranced mortals, captive cultivators, and possessed elders charged forward in a mindless rush. Behind the vanguard, standing atop the central altar as instructed by Chen Wuhen, Yun Song channeled his dark demonic Qi to activate the hidden teleportation array beneath the ground.
Yan Qinghai exhaled slowly. He raised his heavy spear and slammed it deep into the ground.
A radiant azure halo ignited behind his back as the suppressive martial will of the Azure Dragon Spear Technique erupted from him.
A boundless tidal wave of azure light washed over the basin. The invisible puppet strings snapped like brittle thread in a single breath. Freed from demonic control, every tranced elder, every captive cultivator, and every mortal hostage collapsed safely to the ground, knocked unconscious.
At the altar, Yun Song's face twisted in disbelief. "What?!"
