Tuoba Danqing had completely broken down, and the others weren't faring any better.
Liu Zongyuan was on his knees, pounding his fists against the earth in frustration. Hong Da stood frozen in place, expressionless, his vacant gaze fixed on his surroundings.
An atmosphere of despair clung to everyone like a shroud. All around them, the unkillable figures mocked them with piercing, shrill laughter.
In these circumstances, it felt like nothing they did mattered. Even death had become an unattainable luxury.
But this did not include Li Huowang. Having survived countless desperate situations, it was rare for anything to crush him anymore.
When he saw Bai Lingmiao's expression twist in agony, Li Huowang pulled her into a tight embrace. "I'm here," he said, his voice trembling. "As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!"
The Second God leaned in from behind, pressing softly against Li Huowang's back. This time, Li Huowang uncharacteristically did not push it away.
