At the landing site, the figure was struggling to clutch their chest, laboriously crawling up and stumbling forward a few steps.
Just as Ding Hui was perplexed, the surrounding lights revealed the person's appearance, and it turned out to be...
"Yu Ji?!"
Seemingly hearing Ding Hui's voice, Yu Ji, whose face was covered in blood and severely injured to the point of exhaustion, struggled to lift his eyelids and glanced in Ding Hui's direction.
The next moment.
Bang, he fell face-first to the ground.
Ding Hui, with her keen senses, realized that since Yu Ji had fallen, it meant the enemy was still present...
She suddenly looked up.
In the darkness, it seemed like a figure was rapidly descending the spiral staircase!
"Lord!"
Ding Hui's hand was grabbed by someone, and she turned to see the anxious face of Lu Qiaochun.
"Lord, a strong enemy is coming. We don't know who it is; we have to retreat!"
