Crashing to the ground, the flames shattered in succession, skidding far before coming to a stop. The young man's injuries were not as severe as anticipated, but still serious. He tried to move his arm slightly but found himself unable to move momentarily. The previous clash had drained him tremendously, resulting in a state of exhaustion now. Being unable to see Zhu Bufan due to his face's direction, the young man could only imagine the other's condition in his mind.

The Qi Force within his body naturally circulated, quickly replenishing the earlier consumption. In merely one or two minutes, the previous emptiness felt in his meridians had vanished, and his body, unable to exert strength, felt much better. Although this one or two-minute span was exceptionally brief, for the young man in his current state, it felt like an hour had passed.

After enduring the long minutes, the young man finally regained control to move his limbs, shakily stood up. As soon as he did, a spasm of intense pain arose from within, as if his internal organs were being tugged violently by ropes. With a muffled groan, blood spurted from his mouth, his once rosy complexion turning ghastly pale. The excruciating pain forced him to his knees, gasping for breath as though without doing so, he might die immediately.

Powerless, he slumped to the ground, having no time to adjust his sitting posture, hastily urging his Qi Force to suppress his internal injuries. He never expected his opponent's method to be so peculiar. Despite no apparent external injuries, his insides were a chaotic mess, and worse, the injury could linger secretly rather than erupting at once.

Utilizing Qi Force to forcibly suppress his internal injuries, the young man opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with murderous intent, though the Silver Light in his eyes had significantly dimmed. Testing his body's movement, feeling no discomfort, and with his internal injuries showing no signs of resurgence, he cautiously stood up, scanning around. He quickly spotted Zhu Bufan lying not far away, uncertainly alive or dead.

Finding Zhu Bufan, a surge of murderous aura enveloped the young man, his expression becoming distorted. Advancing slowly, he pondered how to kill the other to vent his fury best.

The distance between the two was initially short, and no matter how slowly the young man moved, he quickly arrived before Zhu Bufan. Looking down at Zhu Bufan condescendingly, the young man snorted from his nose and coldly chuckled, "You indeed are a worthy opponent, but unfortunately, today you will still die here."

Zhu Bufan did not respond, having no extra strength to do so. His meridians felt severed, with Qi Force running extremely sluggishly, while sharp Qi Force rampaged through his meridians, throwing his internal Qi into chaos. With Zhu Bufan's current state, he found it hard to subdue it momentarily.

With a faint nasal snort, Zhu Bufan did not even have the strength to move a finger now, merely listening to the young man speak, unable to respond. A sense of despair grew inside him; he never thought that he would die here before finding Bai Lian. Bai Lian's figure flitted through his mind, still as she was years ago, smiling faintly, face lightly grumbling.

Is it close to dying? What a pity, not being able to see Bai Lian one last time. Zhu Bufan closed his eyes, awaiting death's arrival.

The young man, from his high stance, looked at Zhu Bufan, the murderous intent in his gaze grew stronger, thinking it utterly arrogant that the man lying there dared ignore him. Someone so arrogantly oblivious to their approaching death had no reason to continue living. The young man's expression grew more twisted and sinister, raising his right hand and clenching his fist, a flash of Silver Light flickered across his fist, aiming at Zhu Bufan's head, preparing to blast his habit into oblivion.

Before the fist descended, a sharp, whistling wind had already sounded.

The young man only felt his clothing hem sway with the wind before a fierce gust roared in. Startled, he hurriedly looked in the wind's direction, unexpectedly seeing a massive blue bird.

With a roar, he swung his right fist towards the blue bird, hoping to deter it. To his surprise, the bird remained untouched, still flying towards him.

A sharp bird cry pierced the young man's ears, followed by howling Wind Force, sharp as knives, continually sawing at his clothes, hair, and skin. The fierce wind forced him to squint his eyes, his body retreating repeatedly. Had he not promptly maneuvered his Qi Force to steady himself, he might already be swept skyward; yet, even so, when the blue bird charged into his body, he felt a hollow sensation inside, followed by a feeling of bursting from his limbs, his body being swiftly blown backward uncontrollably.

Were he at his peak, the young man would undoubtedly have methods to handle the current situation. However, suffering severe wounds and suddenly ambushed, barely stabilizing himself was an achievement, let alone facing the present circumstance. The young man's anxiety fueled continuous roars, yet he found it momentarily challenging to break free.

The ambusher was Shu, who had just blasted the flame-powered woman away. Intending to assess the surrounding battle conditions, he saw the young man poised to deliver a killing blow to Zhu Bufan. In the urgency, Shu could spare no reservations, unleashing a massive strike at once. The attack left his body feeling drained, but it was not the time to adjust his condition. He hastily urged his Wind Force, advancing quickly, arriving at Zhu Bufan's side, scooped him up, and retreated swiftly towards the ruins.

"Quick, get Yi Yun and retreat," Shu shouted loudly at another Shu in the distance, disregarding anything else now.

As Shu roared, El had just been punched away by Gist.

After dispelling the other's mist and unexpectedly launching an attack, El found Gist not easily dealt with, who quickly retaliated after a hasty counter. Comparatively, Gist was slightly stronger than El, so no matter how unexpectedly El attacked, his advantage vanished when trapped again in the white mist, replaced by being attacked.

"Damn it," Shu cursed angrily, hurriedly changing direction, dashing towards where El had fallen; he couldn't let El die here.

Despite carrying someone, Shu's speed hardly decreased. However, on the battlefield was not only Shu but also the flame-powered woman, just steadying herself after being blasted away. Now, her hair somewhat disheveled, her expression twisted, without any prior flame-powered grace.

With a piercing scream, green light shimmered from the woman, rushing towards Shu. As both Wind Element Superpower Users, she was much faster than Shu, who was carrying someone.

Shu hadn't reached El before the woman blocked his path.

"I want you dead!" The woman shouted manically, infuriated to the extreme with the man who had left her in such a sorry state, wishing to tear him apart now.

"Unfortunately, I can't die here right now, so please step aside," Shu's expression turned colder. Such circumstances were incredibly unfavorable, but he couldn't abandon El and Yi Yun.

With Zhu Bufan under one arm, Shu flicked his right hand, shooting out azure threads, simultaneously urging his Wind Force to quicken his pace. He neither could nor wanted to flee to the high sky, which would expose more vulnerabilities. Using the ground, Shu could alter his movement trajectory at any moment. Azure threads stretched out, stiffening against the wind, resembling a fine azure sword, cutting through the air towards the woman.

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