The alien martial artist could withstand a 'nuclear' level of attack. With his move, Old Se Tou, Ye Zi, and Mei Huiling had no power to resist.
As the light approached, the breath of death descended.
"You must live well and don't think about avenging me!" muttered Old Se Tou. Then, he looked at Mei Huiling and said, "I owe you too much in this life. In the next life, I will be your servant."
"I don't want that. Even if it's being a servant, I want to be with you," Mei Huiling replied seriously.
"You handed the Dragon Group over to me, but unfortunately, I can't continue leading it. Even though I chose to stand out, if you were in my place, you'd do the same. China's future cannot lack a helmsman. My death, in exchange for a helmsman, is enough," thought Ye Zi.
Whoosh!
In an instant, three beams of light approached, death's hands tightly grasping the throats of the three, making it hard to breathe.
"Die!"
