The cold voice fell, and the blade light came down like a crimson bolt of lightning, carrying the resolve to kill with a single strike!
Xue Ye watched the deathly blade light rapidly enlarge within his pupils. The fury, unwillingness, grief... all kinds of intense emotions in his eyes receded like the tide.
In the end, they turned into a near-dead stillness.
He knew that today... he was destined to die here.
The blade light was less than one zhang from his face!
The scorching heat wave seared his face.
Xue Ye slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the instant his life ended.
However—
"Boom—!!!"
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted extremely close before him!
Xue Ye abruptly opened his eyes!
He had no idea what had happened?!
Looking up, he saw that the crimson blade light that should have killed him had long since vanished.
Feng Feng, who had just been standing there in arrogant triumph, swinging down his long blade, was now sprawled in an extremely miserable state amid a pile of rubble more than ten meters away!
The magnificent crimson battle robe on Feng Feng's body was torn in many places, blood continuously gushing from his wounds and dyeing the rubble beneath him red.
And where was the cruelty and arrogance that had been on Feng Feng's face just moments ago?
In their place was an undisguised—terror!
Feng Feng's terrified gaze was not fixed on Xue Ye, but was instead staring intently at the direction... behind him?
Xue Ye laboriously turned his head and followed Feng Feng's gaze.
Between two enormous stone spires not far behind him, two figures were slowly approaching this way, unhurriedly, as if they were taking a stroll.
The pairing of these two figures was exceedingly strange.
Walking in front was a figure entirely