"Manor Master—!!!"
The moment Lu Canghai plummeted from the sky, the Great Elder, Lu Qingfeng, who was locked in battle with Bai Qing, let out an anguished roar.
On the battlefield below, countless disciples and elders of Luoyun Manor looked up at the sound.
When they saw the azure figure plummeting toward the earth, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze for a moment.
'The Manor Master... lost?'
The thought spread like a plague, instantly shattering the last of the disciples' resolve.
They had lasted this long fueled by their Blood Qi, a desperate resolve born of their shared bloodline, and above all, the faint hope that the Manor Master and elders could somehow turn the tide.
But now...
The Second Elder was dead, his body pinned to the ground.
The Manor Master was gravely wounded, fallen from the sky.
'With only the Great Elder left... how could he possibly turn the tide?'
Panic swept through the ranks of Luoyun Manor like a tidal wave.
