The Iron Han Armor is collapsing.
Countless wounds are being torn and expanded by violent friction with the air, accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting, peeling off piece by piece, layer by layer.
Countless tiny space fragments strike the mechanical battle armor like hail, leaving deep pits and scratches everywhere, the clanging sounds hiding a deadly menace.
Some larger space fragments either strike or graze Ning Zhuo, causing his body to tremble violently, as if his internal organs have been shattered, blood continuously oozing from the corners of his mouth and the broken seams of the armor, staining Qing Chi’s lapels red.
This is despite having his internal organs modified by divine skills, giving them extraordinary endurance. Otherwise, such extreme sprints and turns would have already caused massive internal bleeding.
The space storm is like a savage beast with a giant open mouth, carrying a force strong enough to crush mountains and twist steel, relentlessly chasing behind Ning Zhuo, greedily devouring every last inch of remaining space.
It finally stops at the extreme point of the Earth-Lung Miasma.
The Path of Silence has utterly vanished.
The space storm seems to start self-devouring, smoothing out all turmoil in a few breaths, turning into a deep silent void.
Then, this void is eroded and infused by massive amounts of Earth-Lung Miasma, eventually completely engulfed.
Once again, it becomes a thick Earth Barrier, but this time, Ning Zhuo does not have a second candle to create another Path of Silence.
In fact, the Light Goose of the Taixu Disintegration Ruler faded away sadly after constructing the passage for the first time.
It reverted to the form of a ruler.
Ning Zhuo cannot perform the City Lord’s spell, unable to rely on his own abilities to manifest the Light Goose.
Even using this treasure is very strenuous for him. After all, it’s at the Magic Treasure Level, whereas Ning Zhuo’s mana quality is too poor, only at the Foundation Establishment Level.
Ning Zhuo held Qing Chi as they landed.
The Iron Han Armor emitted a piercing wail, then its back plate shattered and peeled off, the disintegration rapidly spreading across the body.
This new mechanical battle armor was not used for long before it was completely scrapped!
It shows how thrilling and nerve-wracking this life-and-death rescue mission was.
Now, Ning Zhuo can still clearly feel the icy, soul-freezing touch of the turbulent void!
His heart pounded wildly, his face showing nothing but solemnity.
This decisive battle has left him utterly passive, teetering on the brink of defeat.
And it was achieved by a choice from the body of the Lord of Wangchuan. The Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors was so sharp and precise against the Path of Silence, almost delivering a lethal result to Ning Zhuo and Luo Si’s side!
Ning Zhuo’s expression was extremely heavy.
Holding Qing Chi, he turned around to gaze at the mountainous Earth Barrier, clenching his teeth secretly.
The situation is quite dire.
Now he and the Qing Jiao Army are on one side, while Luo Si is on the other.
The Earth Barrier has isolated military power delivery. Without reinforcement, how long can Luo Si’s side last?
"The previous hesitation was unwarranted and not worth it!"
Ning Zhuo sighed inwardly: "I wonder if, during this thrilling escape, my transmitted thoughts reached Luo Si’s side?"
He needs Luo Si to continue holding on, to buy time.
Time is extremely crucial!
He desperately needs time.
"Lord Qing Yan!!!" came the cries from the Qing Jiao Army.
"Qing Chi!!!" Another ghost clan cultivator urgently flew towards Ning Zhuo.
Jiao Ma’s biological father also flew to the sky above the festival camp, shouting to calm the restless troops.
Ning Zhuo squinted his eyes and immediately realized that the Qing Jiao Army was also very unstable, on the verge of collapse!
Even though this army was newly formed, it provided the most crucial military reinforcement. Without this reinforcement, Ning Zhuo alone basically doesn’t have the qualification to sit at the decisive battle table.
He must stabilize the Qing Jiao Army!
The Qing Jiao Army is divided into two major parts, one part is the Jiao Family, which is very stable. But the other part is the ghost clan Qing Family, with Qing Yan dead and Qing Chi unconscious, leaving those cultivators in chaos, panicking, with morale at rock bottom, on the verge of collapse.
Divine Skills - Life Hanging Thread!
At the critical moment, Ning Zhuo directly planted divine skills on Qing Chi in his arms.
He quickly performed spells, applying various detection and healing techniques repeatedly on Qing Chi.
"Qing Chi, wake up, wake up quickly."
Qing Chi, belonging to the ghost clan, was saved by Ning Zhuo, Luo Si, and Qing Yan at the cost of their lives, surprisingly not heavily injured, and recovered quickly.
Under the assistance of divine skills, she opened her eyes.
After a brief confusion, her eyes turned red, quickly filling with tears.
Ning Zhuo, however, placed her directly on the ground, making her stand upright, holding her shoulders: "Qing Chi, now is not the time to mourn. Do you want revenge?!"
Ning Zhuo’s inquiry prompted Qing Chi to stop.
Ning Zhuo asked again, "Your father is dead, the culprit being the Lord of Wangchuan. He’s your father’s killer, do you want revenge?!"
The sorrow on Qing Chi’s face was quickly replaced by anger and hatred.
Deep in her pupils, blue flames emerged, she gritted her teeth and replied, "Revenge! I must avenge him!!"
Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, looking into her eyes: "Now, the opportunity for revenge is right in front of us."
"You need to compose yourself and then lead the Qing Jiao Army to continue the encampment. I need you to help me, provide military power."
"The more military power, the better!"
"Can you do it, Qingqing!"
"Only by working together can we destroy the Lord of Wangchuan’s century-long plan, return peace and harmony to White Paper Immortal City, make your father’s sacrifice worthwhile, and seek justice for all innocent lives lost to the blood sacrifice!"