Blood flowed from Xi Ning’s wound and onto Su Yi, spreading like ink.1

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.0

Su Yi felt a piercing pain in his heart. He’d never been afraid to die, but seeing Xi Ning shield him with her body, then lie weakly in his arms, filled him with indescribable grief. His rage burst forth from deep within his heart, like a volcanic eruption.0

His eyes were bulging and bloodshot. He was completely overcome with fury!0

“You….” Huo Jianfeng’s brow furrowed. He was a bit caught off guard; he would never have guessed that Xi Ning would shield Su Yi from his surprise attack.0

Seeing the daughter of the ancient Xi Family lie in Su Yi’s arms like a wilting flower, he felt no pity. All he felt was frustration and hatred.0

That attack should have worked, but that blasted woman ruined it!0

“A’Ning——!” Off in the distance, Divine Venerate Xi Yue cried out as if she’d been struck by lightning. Astonishment and disbelief were written all over her face. She couldn’t accept this!0

Meanwhile, the Master Gods were still locked in fierce combat with the Sword of Proximity. They were trying...0