Bai Yan's gaze seemed to pierce through countless miles, and he caught a glimpse of Su Yu amidst the crowd.
He still had the appearance of a young man, but was covered in blood, his armor tattered, looking as if a Demon emerging from the Nether River!
The blood on him was both his and his enemies', staining his armor, his cloak, and his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
His bloodshot red pupils were filled with a relentless, maddened fighting spirit!
When he lifted his head, focusing his gaze on Bai Yan too, Bai Yan could sense a brief relaxation in his determination.
"I've come, you can rest assured."
Bai Yan didn't know if the frenzied Su Yu could hear his voice, but he directed his Divine Thought in that direction, conveying his thoughts to this young man fighting for the Human Race.
To Bai Yan, Su Yu was indeed young, but to Su Yu, Bai Yan still seemed youthful.
