On the battlefield, Old Teng and Zi You were covered in wounds, both in terrible shape...
Wu Shaozhen, however, was still attacking relentlessly, protected by Zi You's Demon Spheres and sustained by his own terrifying regenerative ability...
But as Zi You's condition worsened, the Demon Spheres around Wu Shaozhen dwindled. His defenses weakened drastically, and the pressure on him kept mounting...
Wu Shaozhen did not care. After all, lasting this long was already a miracle. He had never expected to survive this battle...
Watching Zi You face one deadly peril after another nearby, Wu Shaozhen's eyes filled with guilt and heartache...
If not for him, someone as powerful as Zi You would never have been beaten into this state...
Throughout their journey, Zi You had helped him immensely, yet he had never done anything for her. Even at the very end, he still needed her protection...
I owe you in this life. If there is another, let me be your Guard Deity and sweep away every obstacle for you... Wu Shaozhen thought.
Just then, a streak of black light pierced straight through Zi You's chest, sending her flying...
"It's over!"
Behind her, a Demon Race powerhouse wielding a black spear lunged viciously at her back with terrifying force...
"No!"
Wu Shaozhen's eyes nearly split with rage. He tried to rush over, but the other Demon Race powerhouses held him back...
As the spear was about to pierce Zi You, everyone stared fixedly at the scene. Some were horrified, some excited, and others filled with regret...
The spear-wielding demon man's face brimmed with excitement. In her current condition, Zi You could never withstand this blow. The most extraordinary genius in the Demon Race's history was about to die by his hand...
"Watch out!"
Just then, shouts suddenly rang out from the