Before them, the Corpse King appeared in an instant. Lu Yin stepped on the stars, as if manifesting the continent formed by the Fate-Playing Quick Sand in his heart. The surrounding space broke away in a flash. In that instant, he could sense Parallel Space-Time and leave. This power came from his heart, a strange power even to Mr. Mu, one that even the Original Treasure Formation couldn't distort.
But if he left, what would happen to Jiang Qingyue? She would surely die.
Lu Yin couldn't abandon Jiang Qingyue and run.
The vitality his heart's power gave him lasted only an instant. As he hesitated, that chance passed, and the Corpse King's palm invaded the space around him, cracking the stable space.
No matter how strange the power was, it couldn't make up for the gap between him and the Corpse King. The difference was simply too great.
As the Corpse King's palm drew closer, Lu Yin stepped into Reverse Step and turned back time, retreating. He maintained a steady distance from the Corpse King, but Reverse Step couldn't hold for long.
Far away, Jiang Qingyue was stunned. She hadn't expected Lu Yin to hold off such a terrifying Corpse King for so long. For a Star Envoy—even a Half-Ancestor—to last a few breaths against an Ancestor Realm powerhouse was already unbelievable, yet Lu Yin was only a Star Envoy, one who had undergone the Sixth Origin Tribulation.
In the cramped space, Lu Yin couldn't retreat far with Reverse Step. The Corpse King abruptly stopped, then slammed its right fist into the void. Ripples spread at once, and a visible shockwave of immense force rampaged outward. Lu Yin's expression changed, and he hurried to protect Jiang Qingyue.
"Don't worry about me," Jiang Qingyue called out with difficulty. Holding her sword