The golden-robed elder's face was as dark as water, his eyes fixed on Lin Ye with a murderous glare. His fists clenched tightly, and golden light gathered in his palms, quickly expanding into a massive sphere. The pressure in the air grew heavier, and the surrounding black-robed disciples stepped back, fearing that the destructive aura might reach them.
“You’re destined to fail,” the golden-robed elder said coldly, his voice like a whisper from hell. As he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand, and the golden light in his palm transformed into a massive palm print, carrying immense pressure as it shot toward Lin Ye with devastating force.
1. The Mighty Spell
The golden palm print descended like divine punishment, blocking out the sky and casting a shadow over everything. The space around it twisted violently under the palm's weight, and the air seemed to tear apart with a sharp "crackling" sound. The power of the palm grew stronger and stronger, making it difficult for anyone to breathe. Lin Ye could feel the terrifying strength of this attack, his heart filled with alarm.
“Damn it! It’s far stronger than I imagined!” Lin Ye’s eyes grew serious. The power of this strike was overwhelming, and he couldn’t simply take it head-on. If he recklessly collided with it, his dragon scales might be torn apart, and he could even be killed instantly.
2. Dragon Scale Defense
In that moment, Lin Ye made a swift decision. He let out a low growl, and his demon power surged violently as the reverse scale power was activated once more, immediately enveloping his dragon scales. His body began to expand, and the scales on his body emitted a strong blood-colored glow, representing his full defensive state after activating all of his demon energy.
As the light intensified, Lin Ye felt his dragon scales become as hard as steel, each scale now incredibly firm. However, even so, he knew he couldn’t withstand the power of the golden palm print. He quickly leapt into the air, attempting to use his mobility to avoid the fatal strike.
Yet, the golden palm print moved with terrifying speed, giving him no chance to react. As it descended, Lin Ye’s heart skipped a beat, and he felt an overwhelming pressure, as though the entire world were about to collapse beneath this strike.
In the final moments, Lin Ye looked at his dragon scales and felt an unbearable weight— the golden palm’s power was so great that it nearly caused his demon energy to collapse. He knew he couldn’t endure this blow, and that only with his last ounce of strength could he protect himself.
3. Sacrificial Rescue
At that moment, Lin Ye's peripheral vision caught sight of Wang Bo. Wang Bo was already severely weakened, barely able to stand, but his eyes shone with a hint of resolve, as though he had made an important decision.
“Wang Bo, run! Don’t come over!” Lin Ye shouted, but Wang Bo ignored him. Instead, he gathered all his strength and lunged toward the impending golden palm print.
“You!” Lin Ye’s eyes widened in shock, but there was no time to stop him. Wang Bo’s movement was too quick, and in that instant, Lin Ye couldn’t react.
Wang Bo’s figure moved like a flash of light, diving into the golden palm print, and was instantly engulfed. His body was crushed to pieces, blood and flesh scattered. Despite this, Wang Bo still showed a faint smile, as if he had bought Lin Ye a final chance to survive.
Lin Ye felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the sight before him nearly suffocated him. In a frenzy, he charged toward the golden palm print, desperate to save Wang Bo, but the palm’s power had already surpassed any normal expectation, and Lin Ye could do nothing to change the outcome. Wang Bo’s body was completely reduced to ashes under the impact of the golden palm, vanishing into the air.
4. Conclusion
Lin Ye’s heart was pierced with agony, and he forced himself to stay conscious through the pain. Wang Bo’s sacrifice filled him with anger and helplessness; this kind of pain was beyond words. But right now, he had no time to mourn Wang Bo’s death. He had to survive, for Wang Bo’s sacrifice, and to stop the evil plans of the Tian Yuan Sect.
Lin Ye took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He knew his opportunity had come. He gathered his demon power once more, preparing for the golden-robed elder’s next round of attacks. This time, he wouldn’t allow himself to fall into a trap.
“Wang Bo, I won’t let your death be in vain,” Lin Ye murmured softly, his eyes filled with killing intent.
The golden-robed elder looked at the scene before him, his eyes filled with mockery. “You’re still alive? Truly surprising. But this all means nothing—you still cannot escape.”
Lin Ye said nothing. His gaze sharpened like a blade, locking onto the golden-robed elder as he prepared to meet the final showdown with his greatest strength.
Would Wang Bo’s sacrifice help Lin Ye escape? Would the golden-robed elder let Lin Ye live, or would he be completely defeated? All of this would be revealed in the coming battle.
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