At this moment, Su Yi was grievously wounded, his azure robe stained with blood.
He had been suppressed by Demon Emperor Lie Yun to the point where he was nearly unable to hold out, his situation hanging by a thread.
Everyone could see that, let alone rescuing those captives, even protecting himself had become exceedingly difficult!
Demon Emperor Lie Yun laughed loudly, his face brimming with triumph.
It was not arrogance, but a deliberate attempt to provoke Su Yi.
His attacks remained fierce and terrifying, giving Su Yi no chance to catch his breath.
In the distance, the extraterritorial army clamored, shouting that they wanted to continue devouring the captives' flesh and blood and refining their divine souls.
Like a pack of wolves eyeing the fattest prey, every one of them wanted a share, wanted to sink their teeth in hard.
Upon Asking Dao City, Luo Yao and the others looked livid, fury written across their faces, and they made no attempt to conceal their worry.
Heaven and earth were filled with clamor and chaos.
Yet no one knew that not the slightest ripple of emotion remained on Su Yi's handsome face, though killing intent densely filled it.
Even the blood-colored fury faintly lurking in the depths of his unfathomable eyes had silently subsided, transforming into a heart-palpitating black gleam.
Before the battle had begun, he had already anticipated that this killing trap would be incomparably perilous and conceal other mysteries.
He had likewise prepared for the worst.
When he watched with his own eyes as Tie Changmu was killed, his flesh and blood and divine soul divided up and devoured.
He had indeed felt a piercing pain and fury.
But...
That did not mean he would continue watching helplessly as all this unfolded.
At the end of the road?