The battle on the Desolate Star-or rather, the one-sided beating-had gone on for who knew how long.
Time seemed to stand still here, yet also seemed to race by.
All they knew was that, had Si Chen not stabilized the land with his power, this Desolate Star would long since have become another patch of dust in the void.
Under Si Chen's almost suffocating pressure, the Eastern Region Crew unleashed potential unlike anything they had shown before.
Xie Changsheng's elusive manipulation of time, Zhou Yan's reversal of cause and effect, Song Chi's Sword Formation, Luo Hongyi's mind-bewildering zither music, Murong Li's support, and Black Mountain and Red Wind's increasingly formidable bodies...
Finally, during the most perfect, most masterful coordinated attack any of them had ever executed in their lives...
"Now!!"
Despite their grievous injuries, Zhou Yan and Murong Li joined forces, using the Heaven and Earth Eight Trigrams formation they had only just begun to grasp to lock down Si Chen's movements.
Luo Hongyi's music of the great dream conjured something from nothing, and the boundary between dreams and reality began to blur.
Black Mountain and Red Wind clung desperately to Si Chen's legs, one on each side.
Song Chi had even begun to wield the four sword intents of Execution, Slaughter, Ensnarement, and Annihilation.
And at that moment, Xie Changsheng pushed the Law of Time to its limit, constantly flitting through brief timelines of the past and future.
Whoosh! Two afterimages crossed.
Bam, bam, bam!
In the next instant, Black Mountain and Red Wind, who had been clinging to his legs, Zhou Yan and Murong Li, who had been restraining him, Song Chi, who had been facing him head-on, and even Luo Hongyi in the distance were once again sent flying in several utterly predictable arcs, landing in a