Qian Renxue (79)

She spun around and staggered toward Lin Mo, who had fallen to the ground. The Angel Power that had been gathering in her hand, ready to close The Rift completely, collapsed in an instant. The golden light around her dimmed, and her transparent wings trembled faintly, as if they would vanish into the air in the next second.

Lin Mo lay quietly on the ice-cold ground. Black blood kept gushing from the wound on his chest where the black figure had struck him. When the blood fell to the ground, it hissed, corroding tiny black holes into the surface, proof of how overbearing and vicious the Void Power was. His face was as black as ink, and his once-clear eyes had already lost their luster, leaving only a dull gray. His breathing was as faint as a candle in the wind, every inhale carrying violent pain. His chest rose and fell slightly, as if the next breath would stop for good.

After landing its blow, the black figure did not linger. It hovered in midair and let out a shrill, piercing screech. The black mist over its body churned constantly, as if flaunting its success, and as if gathering strength to launch another attack, kill Qian Renxue and Lin Mo completely, and reopen the void rift. It was much smaller than the previous Void Commander, only half a person tall. Its entire body was formed from pure black mist, making its exact facial features impossible to see. Only a pair of eyes flickering with eerie green light radiated cold killing intent and greed.

"beast!" Zhao Feng's eyes nearly split with rage. He had only just landed, and the wound in his chest flared up again from the violent movement. A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, staining the ground before