Yang An's body trembled violently as he struggled against Life Crane's suppression. A cracking sound echoed from his flesh and bone, as if he might shatter at any moment.
Wen Yin's voice reached his ears, quickly becoming faint and intermittent. Her life force was rapidly fading.
Rationally, the best course of action for Yang An was to do nothing.
For one, he couldn't resist Life Crane's suppression. For another, even if he could, it would only provoke Life Crane. Besides, if Wen Yin didn't die, the 6th Floor of the Xian Origin Land could not be opened, which would disrupt Life Crane's plans.
If the 6th Floor couldn't be opened, he would never find Pan Yu.
But on an emotional level, Wen Yin was one of the few friends Yang An had in this world. How could he stand by and watch a friend die right in front of him—tortured to death so cruelly?
