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Chapter 4615: 5.0367 He Disagreed

Everyone shivered when they saw this scene. The creature was completely enveloped in a silver-white flame, writhing and wailing in mid-air, looking exceptionally unlucky.

Sikong Fuling tightened her grip on her sword and instinctively glanced at her elder brother. Young Master Ding gazed at the scene with an unreadable expression, his eyes seemingly fixed on the Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet, lost in thought for a long time.

All the corpse puppets on the field suddenly fell silent at that moment, not making a sound. But this silence lasted only for a few seconds. After a moment, they let out overwhelming roars of fury, charging forward one after another, attempting to break through the surrounding Sky-Slaying Transport teams and reach Duan Yue and his companions.

"Control them!" A Sky-Slaying Transport team captain sternly commanded, "Everyone, don't scatter! Form ranks! Form ranks! Isolate them immediately!"

The nearby Sky-Slaying Transport teams had already sprung into action. They skillfully separated the corpse puppets into groups, thoroughly trapping them within several shrinking encirclement rings to carry out their extermination.

Duan Yue reached out and grabbed Qiao Mu's arm, irritably dragging her to his side. "How could you be so reckless?"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but roll her eyes, looking at the writing on her small hand. It was for nothing! She had originally intended to act secretly, so she planned to subtly inform Duan Yue. With Duan Yue's intelligence, he surely could have understood her plan from the four characters she wrote. Unexpectedly, this guy actually disagreed, flat-out refusing while simultaneously grabbing her. So annoying…

"Actually, this is a great opportunity," Qiao Mu earnestly persuaded. "You know it in your heart. If I were to blend into the enemy's internal ranks, perhaps…"

"It hasn't reached that point," Duan Yue interrupted her, shooting her a sidelong glance. "Don't think that just because Mo Lian is cultivating, you can do whatever you want. In short, I said no!"

Qiao Mu glared at him. "Why are you like him?"

Authoritarian!

What could be the problem? Since the opponent set up such an ambush, going to great lengths to capture her, why not go with the flow and follow them to see? If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cub? This was clearly a good method, yet Duan Yue stubbornly refused.

Hmph…

"In any case, just be obedient. I'll handle this matter," Duan Yue looked at her helplessly, raising a finger to point at the Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet, Number Sixteen, suspended in mid-air and already on its last breath from the Demon Emperor's Fire.

"Should I keep it alive?"

Qiao Mu nodded.

Duan Yue immediately withdrew all the flames from the Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet's body. A thin whip formed by water spirit encircled the corpse puppet's tattered body, and he violently yanked it in front of them. Duan Yue directly threw the corpse puppet to the ground.

With a loud thud, a tattered ancient zither fell from the sky, smashing heavily onto the ground and instantly breaking into two halves of useless scrap. The Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet likely still had half a breath left.

Qiao Mu took out a sealing sphere, shoved it inside, and then tossed the sealing sphere into an empty storage talisman. This provided double protection, naturally to prevent the corpse puppet from causing trouble inside the storage talisman and tearing itself out. As soon as the sealing sphere broke, she would immediately sense it and take action. But looking at the corpse puppet's dying state, it probably wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.