The roar of Zhao Yun echoed through the valley like the howling of a beast, causing Lin Xinghe's eardrums to ring.
He clenched his teeth, the Heart of Sword Soul in his hand emitting a faint, cold light that illuminated his resolute face. This precious orb, containing immense power, had now become their last hope.
"Follow me!" Lin Xinghe shouted in a low voice, without a moment's hesitation, turning and leaping toward a barely visible trail on the edge of the cliff.
Chapter 49