The air was intensely oppressive, the entire battlefield being torn apart by an invisible force.
Guang Xiaoyu's True Solar Scripture continued to burn fiercely, darkness covered an area, but... there was no longer any intention of slaughter within.
She was suppressed by the Ancient City King.
She was suffocated, her face bleak.
Wen Qingshan didn't know what to say, his heart full of regret; if he hadn't been too impulsive, he could have turned and fled upon seeing Hu Nian.
This situation wouldn't have occurred otherwise.
He had become bait.
The King Jiu had descended for a long while, standing silently in place, never uttering a word, allowing invisible pressure to spread wantonly, sweeping through heaven and earth, felt clearly by all cultivators.
Alas!
After a long while, Liu Changqing let out a light sigh, filled with helplessness.
