Only true practitioners, each with a face of solemn gravity,
knew that the moment of contact would determine life and death, and Li Yan was most likely to be the one to die.
Beside them, Gu Chenzi's eyes shifted undecidedly, raising and lowering his hand, unsure of what to do.
Not to mention that Luo Mingzi had asked him to look after Li Yan before he left, he also had a liking for this young man who once fought alongside him, how could he bear to see his blood spilled on the streets?
But unfortunately, the situation was stuck at this point.
It wasn't just that Xiong Baodong was protected by a six-ding six-jia talisman; whether his spells could break it and disrupt the completion of the ritual was also a serious crime.
Should anything go wrong, with the Drought Demon breaking free, the masters and brothers stationed in the City God Temple for suppression would also face crisis.
