At the same time, the Sacred Patrol opposite sighed and raised his hand as well.
"I'll ask one last time." He lifted his eyes, gazing into Yue Dewen's. "If you come over to my side now, there will be a new seat next to me. Your status can be on par with mine."
Yue Dewen did not respond, only showing a trace of regret in his eyes as he strode forward.
White clouds and mist gushed endlessly from behind him, transforming into a wave of energy that surged towards the other side.
He had only one strike left in him.
And this strike would be the strongest he had ever delivered.
No matter what, he, Yue Dewen, would not be defeated by anyone. The only one who could defeat him was himself!
Countless clouds rolled up, crashing onto the blue light barrier around, quickly dispelling, dimming, and annihilating the blue light on the entire high platform.
"What a pity... Xiaozhi, Rongfang, I couldn't see you one last time....."
