He knew very well that with the strength of the "Klein" realm, there was no way he could escape this closed loop. He had to force himself to break through and enter the Human Apex realm. Only then would there be a sliver of hope.
Yet he had nearly squeezed his own potential dry, and still he could not break through that barrier.
He did not have much life left.
An unprecedented wave of anxiety and fury surged through him. He began to hate his own weakness, regret ever entering this Fishing Village, and even resent his future self. Why had he insisted on setting up this closed loop here?
Had he done it on purpose?
Did he want to kill me?!
King Mask raised his head. His scarlet eyes stared at Chen Yangrong's chest, which had nearly sunk completely into the stomach wall, and at the long blade surrounded by a ring of flowing light...
At that moment, a mad idea surfaced in his mind.
What if... he just pulled out that blade?!
As long as he pulled it out, he and his teammates could all survive. As for what happened afterward... what did that have to do with him?
Mask had worked themselves to the bone for so many years, walking the razor's edge with their lives on the line and escaping death time and time again. They had already done enough for Great Xia. Why could they not be selfish for once?!
King Mask struggled to his feet. His scarlet eyes remained fixed on Yiyuan as he slowly walked toward it.
"Yes! That's it!" Chen Yangrong, whose body had been swallowed until only his head remained exposed, became excited at the sight. "Pull out that blade! All of you can live!"
Wrapped in a gray cloak, King