"What a lunatic. I must have been crazy too, listening to your insane nonsense." Eagle Herder Lord shook his head, a flicker of killing intent flashing through his eyes.
"Die!"
He swiped a claw through the air, and scarlet Blood Qi surged forth, condensing into five vicious claw marks that tore through the air.
Li Xiao's expression changed. He hurriedly used Shadow Shift to evade, but his injuries were too severe, and his movements had grown increasingly sluggish.
Even though he had successfully activated it, he was still grazed.
The sound of flesh tearing rang out. Blood sprayed from Li Xiao's left arm, exposing stark white bone.
He could no longer support himself and weakly leaned against the wall, forcing himself not to collapse.
Bai Ye watched everything unfold. The scenes of Li Xiao and the Warden overlapped before his eyes.
On one side, the Warden was slaughtering with savage brutality, nearly wiping out Apocalypse's elite forces.
On the other was Li Xiao, beaten half to death and barely clinging to life.
The situation was becoming increasingly dire. Apocalypse's men had not drained much of the Warden's strength; they had not even lasted half an hour.
Bai Ye knew very well that if he personally entered the fray and acted as a firefighter everywhere, turning around every defeat large and small, he could naturally help them—but that would mean all the power he had accumulated would be wasted.
With one side weakening and the other strengthening, what would he use to deal with the Warden and Mr. Bai, who was hiding in the shadows?
That was why he had not personally acted all this time. He had to conserve every ounce of strength so that when it came to the final king-versus-king clash, he could increase his odds of victory.