"Kid, hand over the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron willingly."
The evil voice rang out again, seemingly having lost patience.
"It's over, it's over, Tiger Lord is doomed this time."
Fat Cat's face was ashen as if all the strength had been drained from his body.
"Demon, do you think you've won?"
Long Yan gritted his teeth, roaring, "Even if I have to destroy the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, I won't give it to you!"
The Nine Suns Divine Cauldron had recognized him as its master. If he were willing to pay the price of his life, it wouldn't be impossible to destroy it.
"Naive boy, you don't get to decide that in front of me."
As the sinister voice rang out, an evil demonic light suppressed Long Yan, not giving him any opportunity to react.
"This is bad!"
Long Yan's face changed drastically. This demonic light definitely had the power to obliterate an Emperor-level Strong. Just its breath was enough to suppress him and Lingxi, making it impossible for the two to resist.
