At that critical moment, the strange sound from the sky grew clearer, like a call from ancient times, carrying a mysterious and mighty power. The sound rolled like thunder and surged like crashing waves, striking terror into people's hearts. A mysterious figure descended from the sky amidst a brilliant radiance, resembling a dazzling shooting star streaking across the firmament, instantly illuminating the dim valley. The light poured down like a waterfall, coating everything around them in a dreamlike hue.
Zhang Yue lay on the ground with blurred vision, yet still struggled to catch a glimpse of this sudden savior. His consciousness was fading, and the excruciating pain in his body made it almost impossible to think, but a deep-seated desire to survive drove him to maintain a shred of awareness. He forced his eyes open a crack, his gaze filled with expectation and a yearning for life.
Lin Wan'er stared wide-eyed, her face a mask of astonishment and anticipation. Her heart raced as if it were about to leap out of her throat. She fixed her eyes tightly on the mysterious figure, praying in her heart that they would be saved. Her hands were clenched into tight fists, her nails digging deep into her palms without her even noticing.
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