Seeing this scene, the faces of the four great priests were filled with complex expressions, a crisscross of emotions. Their resolve wavered slightly at this moment. Thus, they stopped forcibly trying to stop the other gods and instead slowly descended, landing steadily on the ground.
Priest Liu Xiao frowned slightly, sighed softly and said, "We can't just watch Yun die here."
The Great Desolate Priest's eyes were filled with helplessness as he slowly nodded, "Of course not, but it's not convenient for us to act rashly... Now, we can only rely on them."
Wan Dao Priest's eyes flickered as he said thoughtfully, "If there's a chance, I'll release the formation to cover their retreat."
The Spiritual Immortal Priest snorted coldly, his eyes revealing a hint of pity and helplessness: "Don't be naive. Today, no one can leave here."
As the Spiritual Immortal Priest finished his words, the atmosphere around them instantly plummeted to freezing point. The four great priests had never witnessed the unusual fury in Mo Su today. They all knew that Mo Su was completely and utterly furious this time, and once this rage was ignited, it would never be easily extinguished.
In mid-air, Mo Su lightly raised his feet, yet with a frightening sense of oppression, he slowly moved towards Yun Che.
“Shen Wuyi, it seems that you and Yun Che have a special relationship.” A cruel smile hung on Mo Su’s face.
At this moment, Pan Buwang, Meng Jianxi, and Hua Caili quickly appeared in front of Yun Che, forming a solid wall, trying to shield Yun Che from the impending crisis.
"Uncle Yuanhuang, please stop." Hua Caili was the only person in the field who dared to speak to Yuanhuang. Her voice was trembling, but full of pleading.
"Cai Li, do you know that Yun Che has been deceiving you all along? He has never been sincere towards you." Mo Su sighed softly and looked at Hua Cai Li with pity in his eyes.
"I know, I know everything. But—" Hua Caili slowly raised her eyes, a determined light flashing in them, "I still like Brother Yun. In this life, my heart belongs only to him!"
Yun Che's heart felt as if struck by a heavy hammer, shaking violently. He wasn't unconscious, but had exhausted all his strength in the previous fierce battle, leaving him extremely weak. Without the blessing of the Great Buddha Art, his recovery speed became extremely slow.
Caili, my feelings for you have always been real...not a bit false!
Although he had a thousand words to say in his heart, and he wanted to speak these sincere words out loud, he knew that this was not the right time. Because Yun Che knew clearly that Mo Su had already fallen into madness at this moment, like a beast blinded by hatred, and there was no way he could listen to anything Hua Caili said.
If he rashly spoke these sincere words, what awaited Hua Caili might be a painful consequence like falling into an endless hell...
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