"Only thinking about negotiating terms now?"
Long Zhanye patted the slightly tattered golden armor on his body and shook his neck, producing a series of "crackling" sounds.
"It's too late. I still contemplated sparing your life earlier, but since you're courting death yourself, then all of you can just die."
As Long Zhanye spoke, mana surged madly into the small mountain magical treasure in his hand, causing it to grow visibly larger.
"Daoist Changgeng, I'll hold him off. You run quickly, escape into the rocky beach, and let the Yin Beast stop him!"
The shout of Xing Shuang echoed in Ji Yuan's mind.
After speaking, she took a few steps forward, fired several arrows, and forcefully pushed Long Zhanye back.
Ji Yuan stood behind her, watching this Daoist friend who, despite knowing she was no match, still rushed forward to win him a chance for survival.
He couldn't help but think of Ling Juexiao and Su Yuan...
