Qin Yu's heart suddenly tightened, even Yan Yu, who was always calm, couldn't help but wear a solemn expression at this moment.
At the horizon, a shadow had quietly appeared at some unknown time, so silently that she hadn't noticed it at all!
Unlike the man in black robes just now, he carried no overwhelming aura, standing there unseen.
"Hmph!"
Yan Yu let out a cold snort, his keen intuition telling him that the newcomer was no friend.
In an instant, an immense and majestic Power of Dao Rhyme converged, surging forth, sweeping towards the shadow like a violent storm, carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.
However, facing this powerful force that could almost shake the heavens and earth, the shadow appeared exceptionally composed.
He stood there quietly, letting the surging Power of Dao Rhyme crash over like giant waves, yet he swung gently like a floating weed, seemingly unaffected.
"Rise!"
Yan Yu continued to attack.
