Yin Sichen's voice was like the warm sun of winter, melting a fraction of the thick ice inside Qin Zhizhi's heart. That was true; this was not the time for self-reproach. They had to pull together if they were to escape alive. Yet reality proved far more cruel than they could have imagined. Before they could even devise a countermeasure, an earth-shattering wave of destructive force descended upon them from all directions. The leader of the evil forces hovered in midair, holding a staff that radiated a dim green glow. Evidently, the villain had been gathering power all this while, determined to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
"Zhizhi, watch out!" With his eyes splitting in fury, Yin Sichen threw himself backward to shield Qin Zhizhi, channeling the last remnants of his Spiritual Power to ward off the fatal blow.
A deafening roar shook the earth. The violent shockwave hurled both of them through the air, sending them crashing heavily against the hard mountain rock as blood poured from their mouths. Yin Sichen let out a muffled groan, his vision turning black as he hovered on the verge of unconsciousness.
Chapter 29