Su Lingyun's Death

"Lingyun, don't panic! The Old Ancestor will be there soon!"

High in the sky, Su Dingcang's figure had already become a fleeting streak of light, continuously leaping through one stretch of space after another.

By Su Dingcang's estimation, crossing such a distance would take only around ten breaths. He would be able to reach where Su Lingyun's consciousness was.

He still had over three hundred years of lifespan remaining. Even if the enemy chose to keep up the assault, buying that much time should have been more than enough.

Su Dingcang had already prepared himself to lose some of his lifespan, but he never could have imagined that this attempt to save someone would not only fail to rescue Su Lingyun, but nearly cost him his own life as well.

Earthly Treasure Secret Realm, ancient mine's Fire Vein.

Nangong Jinghe did not stop because of Su Dingcang's shout. On the contrary, after repeatedly being blocked while trying to kill Su Lingyun, this Void Stepping Old Monster had also run out of patience.

If he failed to cut down Su Lingyun here today, would he not become a laughingstock before that foreign cultivator in his sleeve?

"Dragon Might!"

The Gold Ring rang out once more. Golden light streamed forth, again manifesting the breath of a golden dragon as it poured down upon the place where Su Lingyun's consciousness resided.

Boom—

The immense power of the technique set the entire land trembling and shaking.

The halo of the life-bound technique also began spinning frantically beneath that mouthful of golden dragon breath.

"His lifespan is being consumed this quickly! Just who is attacking!?"

Su Dingcang, still speeding through the air, was likewise greatly shaken. The lifespan being drained from him by the life-bound technique had already far exceeded his estimates.

At this rate,