The lightning formed from dragon scales collided violently with the crimson sword light!
"boom--!!!"
Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, everything within a thousand-foot radius was eroded. The shockwave shaved three feet off the ground, revealing the dark soil beneath. Where the two beams of light intersected, space twisted into a terrifying vortex.
Hua Yang Lao Zu's pupils suddenly contracted.
He was horrified to discover that cracks had appeared on his natal flying sword! The meticulously crafted ghost eyes were being blinded one by one by the power contained within the dragon scales.
"No...this is impossible!"
He roared hysterically, burning his lifespan to double his spiritual power.
The crimson sword light surged, and blood tears simultaneously flowed from the nine ghostly eyes on the sword.
Amidst the roar of dragons and the howl of swords, Bai Ying fell like a kite with a broken string.
The blood spurting from his mouth drew a tragic arc in the air.
"puff--"
She crashed heavily onto the ice, spiderweb-like cracks spreading from beneath her. As she struggled to get up, she discovered that her left leg was twisted at an unnatural angle—the sword strike had not only negated her full-force attack, but the aftershock had shattered most of her bones.
She could no longer stand up.
"Is this your limit?" Patriarch Huayang arrived, his sword dripping blood that scalded small holes in the ice. He looked down at Bai Ying, his eyes filled with mockery: "You thought you were something special, but is this all you've got?"
Bai Ying raised her head with difficulty.
Blood blurred her vision, but it couldn't hide the resentment in her eyes.
They had clearly given it their all.
Even his soul was burning away.
Why... can't I still protect the people I want to protect...?
Why is the result still the same...?
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