Only One Way to Try

Xia Fanbai ran for his life, but after only a few hundred meters, terrifying fluctuations erupted behind him. It felt as if the entire world were pressing down on him. His body instantly dropped, leaving him utterly unable to run.

Panting, he raised his head toward the sky. He saw soaring Blade Intent shooting into the heavens, shredding apart the clouds of the ninth sky.

Boom!

A terrifying roar came from behind him. Every hair on his body stood on end. At that moment, he felt as if he were about to die, his heart seemingly torn apart by that dreadful Blade Intent.

His heart contracted sharply, and he dropped to the ground, clutching his head.

Rumble!

A powerful shockwave crashed over like a storm, carrying sand and stones as it rolled above him.

The impact did not end until more than ten seconds later.

Xia Fanbai's clothes had been shredded across his back by countless stones, and his skin burned with pain. Yet he had no time to care about such injuries. He looked toward the battlefield, but it was too far away to see either of them, nor could he sense any intense battle fluctuations.

He gritted his teeth and sprinted toward the battlefield.

On the ground of Red Flame Gorge, a blade scar stretching more than ten li had been carved out. Huang Mu lay in a massive pit. His Liquid Metal Battle Armor had vanished, and the wound in his chest exposed his internal organs. Blood poured out and flowed across the ground.

Huang Mu's chest was still rising and falling. At least for the moment, he was not dead.

The helmet on his head flickered unsteadily as well, appearing one moment and fading transparent the next, like a lightbulb low on power that could go