Watching Yi Yao's resolute gaze, Ba Liu said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Yi Yao smiled and shook her head. "I'm happy. You did everything you could for me. I really am happy. Truly."
All around them, attacks closed in. They weren't meant to kill, but they left the two with no way to escape.
Ba Liu clasped Yi Yao's hand tightly and said in a low voice, "We have one more chance. Get ready to charge the city gate."
Yi Yao was surprised.
Suddenly, Torch City went completely dark. The brightly lit city seemed like an illusion.
Everyone was astonished. What had happened?
Every cultivator who could reach Torch City had attained the Voidwalking level. Whether it was darkness or lamplight, it made little difference to them. But Torch City had a rule: it had to remain brightly lit. That was an order from Yu Sang Tian.
Now, all the lights had gone out in an instant.
Yi Xia was furious. "What's going on?"
Five flying knives shot from Ba Liu's hand, fending off the cultivators around them who were trying to seize them. Yi Yao struck as well. Green ripples spread from beneath her feet and slammed into the city gate. It was a power similar to that of the Ancestor World.
At the Ancestral Realm, different paths often led to the same destination, no matter how different one's cultivation method was.
The green ripples made the city gate sway, but they failed to knock it open at once.
Ba Liu coughed up blood and sent a flying knife hurtling toward the gate.
The knife pierced through it. Elated, Ba Liu grabbed Yi Yao and prepared to rush out.
A gloomy face appeared before them. It was Yi Xia.
A terrifying aura weighed down on Ba Liu