"Damn it, is failure inevitable today?"
Ye Chen's heart was filled with resentment; Luo's aura was too strong. Although he had the Sacred Origin Heart in hand, there was no chance to use it at all.
"Let's see how long you can hold out."
Ye Luo formed double hand seals, strands of storm runes flickering continuously. A black whirlwind twirled toward Ye Chen, threatening to blow him into the sky.
Ye Chen's pupils contracted, feeling overwhelming pressure.
"Immortal Extinguishing Sword Energy!"
But just then, a resolute shout echoed from behind Ye Luo.
A figure blazing with blood-red fire suddenly charged with a sword at Ye Luo's back, his sword qi sharp and menacing.
It was Yan Kun!
He had been observing the battle, but had yet to make a move.
Neither Ye Luo nor the Divine Palace Elders paid attention to his presence, considering him insignificant and unworthy of note.
