Just when all seemed lost, the atmosphere of the battlefield shifted dramatically as a powerful aura swept across the clearing. The air became dense, almost suffocating, as if the very essence of the world had taken notice of the chaos below. Ye Chen, battered and barely standing, turned his gaze upward, struggling to focus on the figure that had just appeared.
The old man had been traveling through the area when the sounds of clashing steel and anguished cries caught his attention. Initially disinterested in meddling with the affairs of others, something compelled him to investigate further. Upon arriving at the scene, he saw a young man—clearly outnumbered and gravely injured—fighting for his life against a group of attackers.
