Her heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding welled up within her.
But soon she verified her suspicion.
In no time, the luster of the bracelet on Ning Yitao's wrist noticeably dimmed.
The magic formation was actually absorbing Ning Yitao's spiritual origin.
"The magic formation can never be filled," a thought suddenly flashed through Ning Yitao's mind.
At this moment, Ning Yitao stared at the black hole in front of her.
An inexplicable sense of fear welled up in her heart.
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares back at you.
No one could escape.
Even though Ning Yitao's spiritual power was on the verge of exhaustion, she couldn't let go. No matter what, she couldn't.
After the supply of Ning Yitao's spiritual power became insufficient, the speed at which the black hole in front of her expanded suddenly accelerated for some unknown reason, even though it had been shrinking before.
All of Ning Yitao's previous efforts were in vain. She had exhausted all her strength to keep the black hole from expanding further, but it was an arduous task. The feeling of spiritual power exhaustion was truly unbearable.
But she couldn't give up, nor did she dare to.
The tragic scenes she had just witnessed inside the black hole kept flashing before her eyes.
The images of families being torn apart and homes being destroyed cycled through her mind. In a sea of blood, the despair of those people had infected Ning Yitao across time.
Ning Yitao felt as if she was standing in the sea of blood, unable to do anything but watch the lives in front of her fade away.
No matter how hard she tried, the number of the dead never stopped increasing.
Ning Yitao knew that if she stopped pouring spiritual power into the black hole to fill the void, the scenes in her mind would come true immediately.
The black hole would expand at an accelerated speed, and by then it would be too late. Everyone would die.
That sense of despair and premonition of fate descended upon her again. Ning Yitao felt a strange sensation in her heart, as if her heart was tightly squeezed by a big hand, suffocating her severely.
Now she didn't dare to turn back. She was afraid of disappointing those who trusted her behind her.
But the pained cries of Eve and the others kept ringing in her ears.
They unconditionally trusted Ning Yitao and were willing to lay down their lives to pave a smooth path for her. They had placed all their hopes on her.
Even though they had lowered their voices, their cries now seemed to be magnified hundreds of times in Ning Yitao's ears.
Ning Yitao couldn't bear it and closed her eyes.
Neither of the two groups of people had gained any advantage.
Only Duan Yushu's laughter became more and more unrestrained and crazy.
His attacking movements were slow and steady, as if he was playing a game with a little pet.
But Duan Yushu still managed to beat Duan Qinghuai and the others to the ground.
Ning Yitao heard that the sounds behind her had stopped, and a sense of crisis rushed towards her.
If Duan Yushu intervened, Ning Yitao would have no strength to resist him at all.
She had thought that after Duan Yushu knocked down the other people who were blocking his way, he would immediately rush to her side and interrupt her actions.
But Duan Yushu didn't. He gently picked up Lu Xuanzi in his arms. His eyes were full of attachment as he stared blankly at her sleeping face and said,
"Lu Xuanzi, we'll meet soon. This time, I will never let anyone hurt you. I will accompany you for the rest of our lives, always, always together."
Now Duan Yushu had already started to envision stepping into the new world he had created with the resurrected Lu Xuanzi.
Liu Qiaozǐ couldn't stand up anymore, but she still tried her best to cast illusions on Duan Yushu.
Duan Yushu's eyes were cold and sharp, like thorns piercing into Liu Qiaozǐ's body. He said coldly,
"You're asking for death."
This time, Duan Yushu really wanted Liu Qiaozǐ to die. He gathered the Yin energy in his hand and stabbed at Liu Qiaozǐ.
Liu Qiaozǐ's face was pale, but she didn't have the strength to dodge this attack at all.
Facing the fear of death, Liu Qiaozǐ's pupils suddenly contracted violently. Her hands trembled slightly, her fingers curled up, and fine sweat broke out in her palms.
Her whole body trembled involuntarily. Her breathing was heavy and rapid. It seemed that the evil energy was about to land on her.
She couldn't help but close her eyes and wait for death to come.
But after waiting for a long time, Liu Qiaozǐ didn't feel any pain on her body. She murmured,
"So, death doesn't hurt?"
When she opened her eyes, she found that Zhaocai was lying in front of her.
Just now, Zhaocai had used up his last bit of strength to block the fatal injury for Liu Qiaozǐ.
Now Zhaocai was seriously injured and had returned to his original form.
A dying dragon appeared in front of Liu Qiaozǐ.
Blood kept oozing from Zhaocai's mouth.
Liu Qiaozǐ's tears couldn't stop falling on Zhaocai's body.
She tried to wipe them away, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't. Instead, more and more tears fell, spreading on Zhaocai's body.
Duan Yushu wasn't in a hurry about Ning Yitao's actions at all.
After seeing Zhaocai's original form, he even curled his lips and said meaningfully,
"So it's a dragon. It's quite rare these days."
There was a calculating look in Duan Yushu's eyes.
He immediately threw Liu Qiaozǐ out of his mind and walked towards Zhaocai.
Duan Yushu thought it was troublesome to deal with the unconscious Zhaocai. He kicked Liu Qiaozǐ, who was holding Zhaocai, away.
When Liu Qiaozǐ saw that his target had shifted to Zhaocai, she immediately tried to get up and snatch Zhaocai back from his hands.
But she was too weak, too weak to even get close to Duan Yushu.
Now the situation had reached a stalemate.
Now only Liu Qiaozǐ's cries could be heard.
Ning Yitao stared in the direction of Zhaocai and couldn't help shouting,
"Let him go."
Duan Yushu was silent for a long time. The coldness on his body gradually faded away. He nodded, and his deep voice sounded relaxed as he said arrogantly,
"What right do you have to order me now? You should be grateful that I'm not killing you. If it weren't for the need to keep you all for the sacrifice when the formation is fully activated, you might have already gone to see the King of Hell."
The bracelet on Ning Yitao's wrist had started to tremble uncontrollably. She couldn't hold on much longer.
Now it seemed to have become a dead end.
No matter what, the final outcome would be death.
Ning Yitao's hands couldn't help but clench into fists.
But so what? Ning Yitao's eyes became firm. Even if she was going to die, she would hold on until the last moment. Maybe there would be a turn of events.
But now, the first thing was to save Zhaocai.
Ning Yitao turned around. Just as she was about to attack Duan Yushu, the scene she saw when she turned back made her freeze.