Chapter 612: The Flood Dragon Moves, Rain Descends (II)
From a nearby cloudbank, a figure emerged. The man wore a green robe, with a jade flute swaying on a red cord at his waist. He was a middle-aged man with a Daoist crown perched atop his head, standing with hands clasped behind his back. His expression was calm, and he smiled faintly as he addressed Tang Shedu, "So, even the mighty wielder of the Long Sky Halberd meets his match today?"
Tang Shedu's expression shifted subtly as he stared at the man. After a moment, he spoke in a low voice, "Shen Xi?"
The man in green offered no reply. Instead, he drew a longsword, pointing it directly at Tang Shedu. The radiant green light of his feathered robe clashed with the platinum-white glow rising from Tang Shedu's armor.
Though the flames in the sky had not yet fully dissipated, another brilliant collision of mana erupted. The resulting shockwaves scattered the clouds, clearing a vast space in the heavens.
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Tu Longjian chased on the wind, while Xiao Yongling descended to catch Li Yuanjiao. Using his mana, Xiao Yongling scoured back and forth, painstakingly retrieving Li Yuanjiao's shattered body piece by piece. A few drops of blood stained Xiao Yongling's face, and his expression carried a faint sadness.
Li Yuanjiao's body was already torn apart, barely held together by Xiao Yongling's mana. The wound left by Cloudsunder continued to spread, threatening to dissolve his body into a mist of blood.
With one hand, Xiao Yongling channeled mana into Li Yuanjiao, while the other reached for a medicinal pill. Born of a great clan and rich in experience, Xiao Yongling needed only a glance to know that Li Yuanjiao could not be saved. Yet, despite this, he still fed him the pill.
In the distance, a golden light streaked closer as Li Xuanfeng arrived in haste. His hands were drenched in blood, with white bone exposed, and a few of his fingers hung loosely, clearly having been hastily reattached.