Yun Lintian watched as Tantai Xue and Jian Yun disappeared into the void, the spatial rift closing behind them with a faint ripple. His chest heaved with exertion, blood trickling from the corner of his lips. He wiped it away with the back of his hand, his expression grim.
The battlefield around him was in chaos, the horde of creatures of chaos rampaging through the Golden Qilin Kingdom, their grotesque forms tearing through everything in their path.
Qi Zongwen's men were struggling to hold the line, their formations crumbling under the relentless assault. The air was thick with the stench of blood and the screams of the dying.
Yun Lintian's eyes swept across the battlefield, his mind racing. He had no time to dwell on Jian Yun's sudden departure or Tantai Xue's escape. The immediate threat was the horde of chaos creatures, and they had to be dealt with—now.
