The gray-robed old man, a Titled Douluo, slowly landed on the ground and dusted off his hands. His voice was hoarse. "Chi Heng, finish this quickly. Don't let any complications grow out of it."
Dugu Bo struggled to stand, only to cough up another mouthful of blood.
He deeply regretted letting Tang Hao deliver the letter for him back then. If Tang Hao were here too, these two would have been nothing.
That uncle of Tang San's... you could leave energy inside the two children to protect them, so you should be able to sense what's happening now, right? Hurry, please hurry...
Although he thought this, he felt it was unrealistic, so he rallied every bit of soul power in his body and charged resolutely toward Chi Heng and his companion.
"Ah! If you want to touch my students, you'll have to get past me first!"
But before he could even take his first step, he was held in place.
Warm energy flowed throughout his body, calming his rampaging soul power and rapidly healing the injuries he had just suffered.
"Don't rush. Look after Tang San and Xiao Wu. Leave the rest to me."
Chi Heng and the gray-robed old man watched as though facing a formidable enemy.
They had just seen space torn open like silk with their own eyes, and then this silver-haired young man had stepped out.
"Blue Silver... Imperial Emperor Domain," Lan Changsheng said softly.
The tense heat of battle in the air was instantly replaced by the fresh fragrance of vegetation. Lan Changsheng's silver hair danced, and the Blue Silver imperial markings between his brows flashed with cold light.
At that moment, all the light seemed to gather upon him, while his surroundings dimmed.
He said nothing more. He simply looked at Chi Heng and