The atmosphere in the valley had reached the ultimate state of tension. The dense fog seemed to sense the hostility crackling between the group, growing even thicker as it rolled weirdly around them like giant beasts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Cold and damp, the mist seeped into their clothes and sent shivers through them, yet it could not begin to compare to the crushing pressure weighing on their hearts.
Zhang Yue stared at the Black-robed Man, a mix of anger and anxiety burning in his chest like a raging fire. "What on earth is this guy's background? Why is he always ruining our plans? If this keeps up, we're going to be done in by him and this monster!" He gripped his sword so tightly that the webbing between his thumb and forefinger, split during his previous clash with the Black-robed Man, began to bleed, the crimson winding down the blade in a bizarre pattern. Yet he paid it no heed, his eyes locked onto the Black-robed Man, burning with a furious blaze that seemed intent on reducing him to ashes. His hair flew wildly in disarray, and his clothes were tattered, but none of it could conceal that indomitable tenacity in his bones.
Hiding behind Immortal Ziyan's Purple Flame Shield, Lin Wan'er wore a look of utter dismay, her big eyes brimming with tears that threatened to overflow at any second. "Brother Yue, will you be all right? If anything happens to you, I... I won't want to live either!" Her hands unconsciously clutched at the hem of her tuni…
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