"Sword Saint Rao!"
"Wake up, Sword Saint Rao! This isn't the time for you to sleep!"
Mountain-Sea Reliance had been shattered. Rao Yaoyao fell headlong, her thoughts in utter chaos, incapable even of controlling herself, nearly smashing into pieces beneath the Fallen Abyss.
After Situ Yongen had flung him away, Yu Lingdi had recovered from his near-exhaustion and steadied his aura.
Able to move again, he lunged forward and gathered Rao Yaoyao into his arms, preventing the tragedy of a generation's Sword Saint being smashed into a mangled corpse.
The warmth and softness in his arms were not something he had time to notice.
In Yu Lingdi's eyes, this broken, blood-soaked figure possessed none of the beauty of the Peerless Beauty Ranking's "Number One Sword Maiden." She was merely someone on the verge of death.
"Sword Saint Rao, wake up!"
He patted Rao Yaoyao's bloodstained cheeks, but the person in his arms still gave no response. Yu Lingdi's gaze darted about as his eyes trembled incessantly.
When he looked up, Demon Emperor Black Dragon's attack energy had already been completely swallowed by the spatial rift.
The entire Void Island was trembling, as though some unknown, horrifying terror was about to emerge.
Yu Lingdi's face was pale and filled with panic.
He could fully foresee everything that would happen next! At this moment, he was like a savior—or rather, he had grasped the door that would make him a savior with one step inside.
But he was still too weak. He could not become one! Smack! Smack!
Several more slaps landed, yet she still did not wake.
Yu Lingdi could almost conclude how grave the injuries Rao Yaoyao had suffered when Mountain-Sea Reliance had been blasted apart.
He hurriedly took out a glittering golden God's Blessing from his spatial ring and