As Wang Teng spoke, he walked toward Ye Qingchen and Zi Xing. Although he himself was now quite weak, he was still much stronger than Ye Qingchen. With Ye Qingchen in his current state, all it would take was tossing him into a pile of Spirit Beasts, and death would be certain. He wouldn't even be punished for killing a fellow disciple. What wasn't there to like?
Ye Qingchen's vision was already blurry. If not for his formidable willpower, he wouldn't have been able to remain standing. Even though he knew Wang Teng was approaching, he felt as if his body was no longer his own, completely unable to move an inch.
Zi Xing looked at the teetering Ye Qingchen, her eyes brimming with tears. She had never expected that even at a time like this, Ye Qingchen would still protect her so fiercely. In that moment, she was truly touched.
