"It's going out of control!"
Just as Shen Yi and the Mother Coffin of Fetal Origin charged into the skies, an aberration also occurred amid the torrential rain at Crossroads Corner.
As though he could no longer bear the mental burden, Five Declines of Heaven and Man stopped convulsing violently. Then, his somewhat gaunt figure beneath his robes suddenly swelled.
Bang! Dense gray mist exploded outward, spreading relentlessly in every direction along the streets. Even the downpour could not suppress it.
"Beep beep beep..."
An alarm sounded in Liu Guifen's mind.
Though this was his first time witnessing it in person, he knew that this was the power of decline that could no longer be contained. Not even a speck of it could be touched.
"Retreat!"
He grabbed Wu Siniang and immediately backed away.
Lei Xier, however, was rather far away. She was still behind Five Declines of Heaven and Man on the opposite side, making her difficult to save.
Liu Guifen was not really some great philanthropist.
He would certainly save someone if it was within his power, but charging into the battlefield at a time like this was far too irrational.
For all he knew, Corpse Binder Bei Huai might set his sights on him.
"Miss Lei, run!"
That was the most he could do to warn her. In his heart, he wished her luck.
Yet with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw that while he himself was no saint, Jiang Nayi—whose identity had been recognized through the Dao Ancestor's Legacy beneath the short stone behind them—had unexpectedly acted out of kindness.
"Spatial Transfer!"
Not only had he acted, but a Spatial Profundity Formation Diagram had spun open beneath his feet.
Judging by his opening stance and where his gaze was locked, his target