Despair filled my heart, yet I refused to submit to this fate. I clenched my teeth, trying once more to mobilize the divine power within my body to shatter these bonds, but the interference of those demonic arts left me powerless.
Jiyue walked slowly toward me, his eyes brimming with triumph and madness. "Xilan, give up. You cannot escape my grasp." He reached out and gently stroked my cheek, but I turned my head away in disgust.
At that very moment, a deafening roar echoed across the sky. A dazzling beam of light pierced the heavens, plummeting toward the valley like a shooting star. As the light faded, the figure of Mengzhang appeared before us. Wielding a long sword, his eyes resolute, he radiated a powerful aura.
Chapter 200