"Ren Qinghuan, do you think you can save them? It's a fantasy!"
Ming Xushen's face wore a thick sneer, yet he did not chase or obstruct.
Ren Qinghuan's expression remained chilly as she moved swiftly, her figure flickering quickly towards Su Han and Xiao Qinxian.
"Swoosh!"
But at this moment, from above the void ahead, a large illusory hand suddenly appeared, like a towering wall blocking Ren Qinghuan's path.
Ren Qinghuan was severely injured at this moment, extremely weak, but the appearance of this hand did not cause her figure to pause in the slightest.
"Swoosh!"
The water-blue longsword sliced through the sky, carrying Sword Light, slashing fiercely at the hand.
With a boom, the hand split into two, dissipating between Heaven and Earth.
But in the next instant—
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
Dozens of massive hands blocked between Ren Qinghuan and Su Han.
They were like towering mountains, impossible to surmount.
