"It's over!"
Sword Saint of Heart narrowed his pupils, a look of despair in his eyes.
General Wu Wei, the sick corpse puppet, and Wei Ying did not manage to stop Death Rain Great Saint. Now he and Wei Wenzheng could hardly protect themselves, let alone save Su Han.
Although Su Han had exceptional talent, the disparity in strength was insurmountable. A Supreme against a Great Saint was essentially a ten to one chance of dying, with no possibility of survival.
"Your Highness!"
Wei Wenzheng was also aghast, not caring for Wei Ying's safety, his gaze fixed on Su Han, heart in his throat.
If Su Han were killed, the battle would surely collapse!
At this moment, Su Han and Death Rain Great Saint were less than a thousand meters apart, such a short distance that Death Rain Great Saint could close in with a single teleport, striking at Su Han with even a casual move.
"Death is your eternal home!"
Death Rain Great Saint spoke coldly, drawing out the Death Nether Whip.
