Dai Yunze planned to fly back to the Noumenon Sect behind them. After all, Ye Xishui still had feelings for Long Xiaoyao. With him covering their retreat, she probably would not suddenly go back on her word, right?
Of course, he was not naive enough to think that meant they were safe. Ye Xishui had gone mad the moment she became an Evil Soul Master. When dealing with a madwoman, one should never try to fathom her thoughts, nor expect her words to hold much credibility. But he did not dare make any other moves now, for fear of provoking Ye Xishui by accident. If that happened, the Noumenon Sect might be finished today.
So, even knowing that exposing his unguarded back before a Limit Douluo was no different from courting death, Dai Yunze could only leave as quickly as possible.
On the way here from the Noumenon Sect, Dai Yunze had played out countless possible scenarios in his mind. He had been mentally prepared for Ye Xishui to go back on her word and had several countermeasures ready. But he had not expected her attack to come so suddenly, so swiftly. The instant she struck, it was an absolute killing move.
When Qingya's warning rang out, the icy sensation of death had already spread throughout his body.
The blood-red Death-Proclaiming Light, condensed from countless wronged souls, carried thousands upon thousands of miserable wails that nearly flayed his flesh apart.
From the moment his figure was swallowed by Death God's Light, Dai Yunze's thoughts completely froze.
For several seconds, he seemed to lose all perception of the outside world. He could only stare blankly at the lingering bloody radiance before him, unable to understand what it was.
Only when time, which had been frozen, began to flow again did his