Amidst the ruined streets some distance away, Li Feng knelt on one knee, coughing up another mouthful of blood.
Shadow materialized beside him and helped him up, its posture filled with deep concern.
His white robes were torn and stained, and the earlier injuries from the False Crown's relentless assault still throbbed painfully through his body.
Even so, his eyes remained fixed on the colossal beast in the distance.
He could feel it clearly.
The danger was growing.
With every stream of crimson flame that poured into the False Crown's open maw, the oppressive aura radiating from that monstrous existence climbed higher and higher.
Li Feng's brows furrowed deeply.
Then—
The silvery radiance surrounding his body flickered.
In the next instant, the light of Star Ignition completely faded.
The seven hundred stars that had been supporting him fell silent, and a sudden wave of weakness crashed through his body.
Li Feng's clenched fist trembled slightly.
