His black robe rustled in the wind, as if even the air trembled with his anger.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged a glance, and both saw determination and resolve in each other's eyes.
They knew that facing such a formidable enemy, running away was not an option.
Thus, they stood back to back, tightly gripping their respective Magic Artifacts, ready for the final fight to the death.
"Qing Shuang, are you ready?" Luo Chen asked softly, his voice gentle yet extraordinarily firm.
Qing Shuang nodded, a gleam of defiance shining in her eyes: "Don't worry, Luo Chen, we won't give up so easily."
At this moment, Senior Yun Xi's voice suddenly echoed in their ears, carrying a sense of urgency: "Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, quickly look at the runes on the altar, perhaps you can find a way to break the formation!"
Their hearts leapt with joy upon hearing this, and they hurriedly focused their gaze on the altar once more.
