As if a hand had clamped around their throats, Lin Jing and Mu Chen both felt a suffocating tension at that moment.
"What do we do? He's coming!" Lin Jing panicked slightly.
Mu Chen took a deep breath. "There's no other way. We can only fight to the death. I'll hold him off later, and you need to leave quickly."
"No! Do you think I'm the kind of coward who abandons her friends in a crisis just to save her own skin?" Lin Jing shouted.
"What I mean is, hurry and find your father. If you move fast enough, you might still be able to save me. This is my only sliver of hope!"
Mu Chen knew he would probably not be able to hold out against Amon until then, but he needed an excuse to send Lin Jing away.
Lin Jing bit her lower lip and nodded heavily. "Don't die!"
She was not stupid. She knew Mu Chen did not want to drag her into this. But it was also true that this was his only chance of survival. Her strength would be of no help at all, but if she could bring Lin Dong here in time, Mu Chen might yet be saved.
Mu Chen stopped and turned around, watching the rapidly approaching Starlight. He took several deep breaths, doing his best to calm the tension in his heart.
The Starlight flickered, and when it appeared again, it had entered the Spatial Passage, transforming into a young man clad in a black Classical Robe and a Pointed Soft Hat. His black eyes were like the deepest night sky, carrying an air of mystery.
He snapped his fingers, and the passage, which had been constantly collapsing from the rear and stirring up spatial storms, instantly stabilized. Even the terrifying