As their eyes met, Xu Yuan suddenly felt a familiarity, as though the moment mirrored another from the past.
The ambiguous yet tense atmosphere within the tent was strikingly similar to that of a certain cave.
While contemplating, Xu Yuan glanced at Tianyan and quickly reigned in his thoughts.
The expression on that beautiful face had turned completely dark, and the delicate body wrapped in palace attire trembled slightly.
Under his spiritual vision, a mysterious fluctuation had enveloped Li Qingyan, who was embracing him.
The outcome had been decided.
Xu Yuan sighed inwardly.
Once Li Qingyan resolved to take definitive action, the only choices left for Tianyan were to lose big or lose small.
What else could Tianyan do now?
Break the defense and directly use the "Break" word from the Heavenly Word Mantra to attack the injured Li Qingyan?
Sure, the wounded Li Qingyan, without activating the military formation, would indeed be no match for Tianyan, but what then?
