Far from letting go, Bai Qinchen pulled her closer, slipping his other arm around her slender waist and half-forcibly confining her in his embrace. He turned toward Qian Renxue and demanded in a low voice, "Are you rushing in there to die with her?"
"Qinchen." Qian Renxue's voice carried a desperate plea. "Save her. Please." She knew very well that her own strength could not possibly shake the bizarre array before them.
If anyone in this world could still create a miracle, it could only be the man holding her. Bai Qinchen did not answer immediately.
Holding the trembling, breathtaking empress, he let his gaze linger on the enormous face twisted in agony.
"Look, what's that?" Xiao Xiao, who had been observing carefully all along, suddenly pointed toward several nodes of the enormous blood-colored magic array.
Everyone followed her finger and saw several familiar figures suspended at the critical nodes where countless blood-colored chains converged. Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and several Titled Douluo elders of Spirit Hall had their eyes tightly shut, their expressions anguished, their bodies pierced by countless fine, blood-colored
threads. Like insects caught in a spiderweb, their Soul Power and vitality were being continuously drained to nourish the array.
"Grandpa Chrysanthemum! Grandpa Ghost!" Qian Renxue cried out again, her tears finally bursting their banks.
These were elders who had watched her grow up, Spirit Hall's most loyal guardians, yet they had met such a miserable fate!
"So that's it." Understanding flashed through Tang Wutong's beautiful eyes as she said gravely, "Using the strong as the array's anchors, the people as firewood, and a god as its core. What an
extravagant undertaking. What vicious methods."
Chapter 614: Saving Bibi Dong
The moment Tang Wutong finished speaking, the blood-colored heart suddenly began beating faster! "Thump! Thump! Thump, thump, thump!"