The situation had already reached the point where nothing more could be done.
Even Hong Yue, who had refused to give up from the very beginning, collapsed limply to the ground. Staring blankly at the Daoist strike brimming with astonishing power, her heart held nothing but despair.
The enemy had not let down their guard in the slightest.
What the Daoist strike contained was the "Dao," a power far surpassing divine power, and also the unique power of the Enlightenment Stage. Unless one was an Enlightenment Stage expert, there was simply no resisting such a method.
"It's over!" Fu Biao said disdainfully. "Yang Chen, I know you wanted to stall for time. If you dragged this out long enough, hehe, you would surely summon Daoist Qiangong over, wouldn't you? Unfortunately, we won't give you the time to summon Daoist Qiangong here. Die with your unwillingness, Yang Chen!"
Then, a shocking radiance flashed. Yang Chen watched it all and drew a deep breath.
So this was an Enlightenment Stage expert's strike. As it swept toward him, it was like an ant facing a tidal wave. No matter how fiercely he struggled, the absolute disparity in power could not be overturned.
Hong Yue's pupils contracted. She clutched tightly at Yang Chen's body, for only this gave her even the slightest comfort.
Could it be that today, she truly would die here together with Yang Chen?
She was somewhat unwilling. After all, she was dying in a foreign land. But at least she was dying alongside Yang Chen, dying at this man's side. That made it somewhat less desolate.
Yet just as Hong Yue fell into despair, she suddenly came back to herself. She saw a towering figure standing before Yang Chen and Hong Yue, alone, blocking that despairing Daoist strike.
"Who is