"Ah..."
Yuan Jiuan roared with rage repeatedly, yet he could never break free from their suppression.
His Spiritual Treasure in hand had already been pushed to the limit, its aura even weaker than before.
"Mr. Lu, let's join forces and kill this man."
He Yulian's pretty face bore a murderous look, with cold light flickering in her eyes.
Lu Li nodded, his expression frosty.
After hours of desperate fighting, the enemy was already at the end of his tether.
Now was the perfect moment for them to strike.
Just as Lu Li was about to make his move, to slay Yuan Jiuan, an unexpected change occurred.
"Stop."
A chilling voice echoed from the void, as if from a ghastly demon out of hell, tightening one's heart.
In the distant sky, vortices swirled as a stooped old man emerged from a passageway.
The elder, clad in a long robe interwoven with red and black, embroidered with skulls, had a face like withered bark, exuded a surging malevolent aura, and had an overwhelming presence.
