“Almost…the Abyssal Snake and the others are nearly here!! I just need to last until the Phantasm is gone! I can turn the tides if they get here! I can’t lose…I can’t die!!”

Gu Lianhun was looking especially maniacal right now. Blood seeped from his wounds and evaporated the moment it left his body. A giant gray figure stalked behind him like a demonic entity. When it was fully materialized, the figure howled and beat its arms to its chest before coming forward to block both Shen Pojun and the Frostfeather Saint’s attacks.

The battle was at its climax. All three Saints were building up their energy to unleash their ultimate moves. Shen Pojun and the Frostfeather Saint...