Su Ling’er stood on the mountain peak, staring wide-eyed at Mu Chen’s terrifying appearance. She didn’t know why Mu Chen had assumed this form, so she wiped her tears and asked, “What are you planning to do?”
She wondered what he was planning. Did it matter? The end had been foretold — Bai Xuan was simply too powerful. Even her big sister wouldn’t be able to defeat him. So how could Mu Chen, who was only at the Heavenly Fusion Stage, possibly do anything?
“Wait for the chance to escape with your big sister and the others. Run far and don’t come back for me. Understand?” Mu Chen demanded, even as the strength in his eyes weakened as his voice grew hoarser. It seemed as if there was an endless baleful aura surging within his voice, and made it sound ice-cold to others.
