Four powerful experts did not make their move right away.
They unleashed their auras, firmly locking onto Yun Heng as if waiting for something.
On the other side of the battlefield, a fissure suddenly split open at the back of Master Beiku's head, and he slowly spoke:
"Yun Heng, Little Monk will give you one more chance... Abandon the plan to retake the passage and retreat right now, how about that?"
Yun Heng responded with a hearty laugh, "Master, you jest. As the lord of a realm and a titan of the abyss, why must you be so indecisive at a time like this?"
Master Beiku ignored Yun Heng's dark sarcasm, his voice overlapping and filled with intrigue.
"Yun Heng, leaving aside how a Tier 5 like you plans to handle the killing blow of this moment."
"Just speaking of the battlefield," he raised his boiling, churning arm and pointed obliquely at the "heaven," "My Lord has summoned two hundred high-tier combatants!"
"With such a disparity in the balance of power, what is the point even if you stall us?"
Yun Heng lowered his gaze and said without emotion, "I believe in human will."
Rumble—!
The dark veil of the eternal night spread, covering countless spaces and completely submerging Li Guitang's attack.
The next moment, she let out a sharp cry, pressed her fingers together into a blade, flashed, and instantly materialized behind Boris.
With a thunderous palm-blade, the heavens collapsed and the earth ruptured!
Boris's shield-bearing left arm went limp in an instant, flesh and blood exploding to reveal half of his arm bone.
The tower shield covered in complex rune patterns also shattered in a single instant, leaving only a few remaining fragments to support the shield's surface.
Pfft—!
He spat golden blood, used the momentum to flash,