C243 White Tiger of the Imperial Army

Suspended in the void, Ye Lan's form gently descended to the ground as he gasped for breath.

The potency of the Explosive Pill had waned, leaving him with an exhaustion that was nearly unbearable.

Ye Lan found even the slightest movement of his fingers to be an immense struggle.

"Now's our chance—kill that damned kid!"

From afar, Elder Yin of the Blood Hall bellowed in rage.

As he spoke