His shoulders slowly drooped, and his hands gradually lost strength, swaying in the air like a flag.
In the distance, Zhu Zixuan, witnessing everything unfold, suddenly let out a breath, "The Heavenly Dao is still the Heavenly Dao…" Yet in the next moment, an immense sadness flashed in his eyes. If even someone like Fan Wubing cannot withstand the Heavenly Dao... then who in this world can ascend to immortality...
"Wuuu…" Xue Ya began to cry, tears welling up in her eyes.
Zhu Zixuan wiped the corner of his eye, "Stop crying, the Sea-Stabilizing Banner can no longer hold on."
The banner that was plunged into the sea shook and tottered. This innate treasure, with its own will, strained every effort to stabilize the Sea of Eternal Life, preventing waves from cascading onto the Changsheng Continent.
But the oppressive force of Ying Huo, infused with the intent to kill Fan Wubing, made it hard to resist.
Once again, gigantic waves surged, rushing towards the Changsheng Continent.
