"This strand of my will, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold on for much longer."
The white-haired Male furrowed his brows. His aura had already weakened to the brink of collapse, like a candle in the wind, almost unable to continue burning.
Ling Chen and the Cyan-robed Guest both looked rather grim. The Flame Emperor Order controlled by the white-haired Male was an extremely crucial corner of their triad; once it collapsed, the situation before their eyes would likely be reversed in an instant.
They would all fall into an extremely disadvantageous position.
However, before Ling Chen and the Cyan-robed Guest could think of any countermeasure, the body of that flame Phoenix was already covered in cracks, looking as if it was about to completely shatter apart.
"Forgive me."
The white-haired Male let out a sigh. At this point, all he could do was offer a single apology in compensation.
