Outside the Ancient Mansion, countless pairs of eyes were glued to the light screen in the sky. They had witnessed everything that just happened.
That earth-shattering attack... had failed.
Hope had just begun to burn in their hearts, only to be doused by a bucket of ice-cold water that chilled them to the bone.
"Chen Ming" wasn't dead.
The body, wrapped in crimson Energy, was not only alive but was also slowly getting back on its feet!
'Did we... fail after all?'
In the crowd, the people who had been ecstatic just moments before at the glimmer of dawn now had all the color drain from their faces.
Their expressions shifted from elation to disbelief, and now to a dead silence, all in less than ten seconds.
A despair far heavier and more suffocating than before washed over everyone's hearts like a tidal wave.
That Divine Mosquito just now... it had almost performed a miracle!
But in the end... it... still failed.
Who else could save them? Who else could save this city?
