Elsewhere.
"Hold on a little longer. We can only rely on you two now. I'm being held up by several of them here—those Special Primordial Chaos Ancestors have joined in as well. Eternal Sequence Twenty-Four, the Purple Emperor Vine, is with me. It won't be easy for me to shake him off."
Upon hearing Yuan's message, Jin Chuan felt as though he had been struck over the head again.
That meant Yuan could not come.
If they wanted to survive, they could only rely on themselves.
But under such circumstances, how could the two of them possibly escape?
Were they really going to be killed here by these fellows?
No, he refused to accept that!
At that moment, Jin Chuan felt deeply stifled. Not only was he too weak, but this newly born Primordial Chaos Lord was about to lose his life as well.
"You damned Primordial Chaos Race, I never thought you would be this ruthless!" He hated them.
If only he possessed Luo Feng's strength. He would slaughter these fellows until they knew fear.
"Fen Ge, I never thought the bond between us would be so brief. It seems this is as far as we can go." Jin Chuan sighed inwardly.
Thinking this, he felt much more at ease. He no longer concerned himself with Fen Ge's situation. They would most likely perish in this battle anyway, and there was no use overthinking it. Rather than that, he might as well focus more on himself, on his present circumstances, and face them calmly.
With that thought, Jin Chuan's heart gradually became clearer and more tranquil.
Now, he craved power. He had no other thoughts. Only sufficient strength might offer them a sliver of hope for survival.
His thoughts gradually turned to his swordsmanship, to his flames.
The Flame