During this process, the light emanating from her body grew increasingly dazzling. Immediately after, she waved her delicate hand. Countless members of the Wang Family were sent flying, hurled toward the horizon. Among them was Wang Qianling.
She was covered in blood, her Battle Armor shattered. Severely injured and having exhausted her Tier Four Cards, she originally would have died at the hands of a Demonic Nascent Soul, but that woman had saved her life.
"Qingmeng!" Wang Qianling's beautiful eyes welled with tears as she gazed at the woman, her gaze filled with profound sorrow. It seemed she wanted to rush back, but her entire body was overwhelmingly weak. After taking barely two steps, she coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed forward.
At this moment, Li Chang'an appeared and supported her.
"Daoist Wang, if you go back, I'm afraid it will be a certain death."
"Daoist Li?" Wang Qianling's eyes were unfocused, her voice frail. "Why are you here?"
