At this moment, he became acutely aware that under the relentless Sword Qi, he had no chance to avoid it. The shadow of death enveloped him like a giant beast with claws and teeth, leaving him no escape.
Driven by the most primordial and instinctive desire to survive, Shi Feiyang involuntarily raised his left hand, attempting to use this last ounce of strength to fend off the deadly Sword Qi.
His left hand trembled slightly, not out of fear, but as a natural response when teetering on the brink of life and death.
At this moment, his mind was devoid of distractions, filled only with a strong desire for life, like a faint glimmer in the darkness, supporting his last struggle.
Just as the Sword Qi was about to touch Shi Feiyang's throat, something extraordinarily bizarre happened without warning.
The dragon tower on the ring of his left middle finger was precisely and unerringly struck by Liu Tingting's Sword Qi.
