"Whoosh!"
Like a rainbow, the Sword Gang swooped down on Wu Shan, nearly splitting him in half.
Wu Shan, the most directly involved in the battle, was terrified. He was acutely aware of the might behind Ye Zhen's strike and realized for the first time how closely death loomed over him.
Suddenly, Wu Shan's eyes brightened as if he glimpsed a sliver of hope amidst despair.
Somehow, Wu Shan noticed that the Sword Momentum, which was aimed right on top of him to split him into two, had suddenly slowed down.
In high-level clashes, every second counted! That slight delay gave Wu Shan a lifesaving opportunity.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, his golden spear moved lightning-fast.
Undoubtedly, after nearly a decade mastering the spear, Wu Shan's technique was flawless. The spear struck precisely at the tip of Ye Zhen's sword.
Seeing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief; Wu Shan's life was saved by that thrust, including Wen Tianyu, who also relaxed.
