On the silent wilderness, it seemed as though all attention had been drawn to the Great Wall Defense Line. Only a few weak dark creatures occasionally crawled past.
Just then, a pale white beam of light streaked through the sky.
Several dark creatures noticed it and raised their heads. The scene reflected in their pitch-black eyes resembled a meteor flashing past.
Whoosh...
The howling sound of air being torn apart rang by his ears. Inside the light, the temperature was warm, like curling up beneath a thick blanket in the dead of winter.
Lincon had not lost consciousness. He could feel that his body was extremely weak and urgently needed rest and recuperation.
It was not just him. Fang Qingyang and the others were in even worse condition.
They had been forcing themselves to hold on before. Their bodies had long since been overdrawn, and now that the danger had temporarily passed, they had fallen unconscious.
"Taiyi... must have left too!"
Lincon recalled the final scene he had witnessed.
The sea of light drove back the darkness, extending chain after chain to drag the five Epic Lords of the Abyss Sea toward the center.
In the eyes of many, the Great Wall Defense Line had lost this war.
But in the eyes of Guo Chongguang and the others, perhaps they had not lost.
They had long known that the Great Wall Defense Line could not hold forever. One day, it would fall beneath the Abyss Sea's assault. That was why they had sent people away beforehand, entrusting the last embers of the Great Wall Defense Line to those they trusted.
But were they truly willing to accept it?
Lincon closed his eyes, his fists clenching uncontrollably.
During this journey to the Great Wall Defense Line, the Kindling Sunflower had nearly