Life-and-Death Crisis

The enormous palm swept past Xiao Heng, and he could almost feel the razor-sharp force of the palm wind.

Boom!

The enormous palm struck the ground a thousand meters away, instantly leaving behind a gigantic handprint more than thirty meters wide and over ten meters deep. Every building within its range was crushed into dust.

"What speed!"

At that moment, the two who had launched the attack reappeared. They looked rather disheveled, and their auras had weakened considerably. Still, judging by their condition, they should have won inside that cage—though not easily.

Holding Xiao Yi Xian, Xiao Heng rapidly retreated. Looking at her pale face, he felt both heartache and fury. He quickly took out two medicinal pills and fed them to her.

After swallowing the pills, Xiao Yi Xian forced a smile at Xiao Heng. "Don't worry, I'm fine. Both of them have been struck by the Six Soul Dread Curse. You should leave first. Once I deal with them, I'll come find you."

"Are you the fool here, or do you think I am?" Xiao Heng truly did not know what to say. In her current state, even if those two had both been afflicted by the Six Soul Dread Curse, she would still be no match for them. Did she really think he would believe such a clumsy lie?

Xiao Yi Xian smiled and slowly steadied herself. "But can't you just let me fool you once?"

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Heng rolled his eyes at her. "Even if we run, I'll take you with me. You have to trust me."

With that, Xiao Heng turned to look at the two figures in the distance. A cold, sinister chill filled his eyes. It was not fighting intent, merely pure killing intent—utterly unadulterated.

As Xiao Yi Xian fell