Ye Chen crashed heavily to the ground below. His vitality was gradually slipping away. Having suffered grievous wounds in this battle, his body was covered in countless small lacerations. Luo Wushuang’s strength was simply too formidable; the attacks she unleashed were more than Ye Chen could withstand. Blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth, and a look of despair clouded his eyes. On his body, the silver-white rune grew increasingly dim.
Luo Wushuang looked down at Ye Chen with indifference. "You have lost this battle. Will you not concede? If you are willing to submit to me and join our Tianyin Clan, I can spare your life."
Hearing these words, Ye Chen offered a bitter smile. In that moment, tears could not help but slip down his cheeks. He had lost this battle too miserably! He had been utterly defeated. He had never imagined that even after unleashing the Sword Intent of the Daluo Immortal Sword, his opponent’s attacks could still easily shatter his own.
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