1880. Tricks
Noah didn't use an overbearing tone when giving his orders, but his companions could only focus on the pride that leaked out of his figure during the scene and add intensity to his words anyway.
The experts could barely help themselves in that situation. They couldn't see Noah's front, but he had just endured the attack of a rank 9 cultivator with his bare chest. The two swords in his hands covered his figure with an ominous aura, and the smoke released by his charred skin highlighted his innate pressure.
No one dared to say anything after his order. The group shot toward the cauldron and resumed their relentless offensive. They even tried their best to make their attacks converge on the same spot to maximize their destructive effects.