Upon hearing this, the crowd that had been determined to break through the heavens shrank instantly into stunted bamboo shoots.
"What do we do then?"
"Are we just going to wait for death?"
"..."
Guan Yidao's half-face was hidden in the darkness, his tone unfriendly.
"Miss Qi Yue says this; do you have any solutions?"
Qi Yue didn't care; she remained indifferent.
"No."
The crowd collapsed to the ground upon hearing that Qi Yue also had no solution.
Guan Yidao remained silent, but his brow was deeply furrowed.
His high arching brows were already dark and bushy, making him look particularly ferocious when knit together.
But Qi Yue didn't care.
She understood their desire to live, but reality, after all, had to permit it.
"Yueyue, is there really no way out?"
Shen Yu approached her, holding the Luminous Pearl, her eyes brimming with tears.
Qi Yue wanted to say no, but something thick stuck in her throat.
