Before the sparks from the collision between the blood-colored spear and the bronze fragment could fade, a second whale-like cry echoed from deep within the space-time rift.
Jiang Ye’s sword-gripping hand was suddenly covered in frost, and the phantom of the Big Dipper flickered and went out upon the blade's edge. Some viscous darkness was eroding his Spiritual Energy circuits along the starlight tracks.
"Fall back!" Ye Shuli grabbed Jiang Ye by the back collar, tumbling three zhang away as the ground where they had just stood cracked in a spiderweb pattern.
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