Chapter 219

The dust dissipated, revealing Zhang Cheng's figure. He struggled to stand up, only to feel his body as if it had fallen apart, every inch of bone emitting a mournful cry. Blood flowed down his forehead, blurring his vision, but he still stared fixedly at the enemy before him, a fire of defiance burning in his eyes. He knew he had lost, lost completely. But he couldn't fall, at least not now. Kelinda was still waiting for him, he still had to go save her...

"Give up, you have no chance anymore." The hidden powerhouse's tone was cold, carrying a hint of mockery. "Your power in front of me is as small as an ant."

Zhang Cheng didn't speak, just silently mobilizing the remaining power in his body. He knew he was no match for this hidden powerhouse, but he would never surrender without a fight. Even if he died, he would die standing, fighting like a warrior until the last moment.

The hidden powerhouse seemed to have lost patience; he snorted coldly, his figure flashed, instantly appearing in front of Zhang Cheng. He slowly raised his right hand, a black energy ball condensing in his palm, the powerful pressure causing the surrounding space to begin to distort.

"Go to hell!" The hidden powerhouse roared, the energy ball in his hand blasting out suddenly, but the target was not Zhang Cheng, but the Dragon Star Sage who was watching the battle not far away.

Zhang Cheng's pupils shrank, wanting to stop it but it was already too late. The Dragon Star Sage clearly hadn't expected that he would become the target of the attack; he didn't even have time to make any reaction before being hit by the black energy ball, his body like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, life or death unknown.

"No!" Zhang Cheng let out a desperate roar, his eyes instantly turning blood-red. He never expected that this hidden powerhouse would be so despicable, not even sparing the Dragon Star Sage who had no power to truss a chicken.

"You..." Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart almost burning him to ashes. He wanted to rush up to avenge the Dragon Star Sage, but reason told him he couldn't do that. In his current state, rushing up would just be sending himself to death, unable to change anything at all.

The hidden powerhouse looked at Zhang Cheng, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said: "You should thank me for letting you witness the death of your companion with your own eyes. Next, I will let you experience something even more desperate..."

Zhang Cheng stared fixedly at the hidden powerhouse, his fists clenching until they creaked, blood dripping from between his fingers. His eyes were full of hatred and anger, but also mixed with a hint of deep powerlessness.

Xiao Dian looked at this scene with eyes splitting with rage, grief and indignation mixed, and for a moment actually forgot to dodge, letting that sharp blade slash toward him...

"Xiao Dian!" Zhang Cheng's eyes split with rage, watching helplessly as that blade exuding a cold light slashed down toward Xiao Dian. He wanted to warn, wanted to stop, but couldn't make any sound.

Xiao Dian, at the moment he saw the Dragon Star Sage fall, his mind shook violently, actually forgetting to dodge. The sharp blade cut through the air, carrying a harsh whistling sound, slashing fiercely into his chest. Blood surged out, staining the battle armor on his body, and also staining the ground beneath his feet. He groaned, his massive body falling to the ground with a bang like a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade, splashing a sky full of dust.

"Cough cough..." Xiao Dian struggled to stand up, but to no avail. He felt his vitality was passing away rapidly, and the world before his eyes was also becoming blurred. He tried hard to see Zhang Cheng's face clearly, wanted to say something, but could only make an indistinct whimpering sound.

Zhang Cheng's heart seemed to be gripped fiercely by an invisible giant hand, the intense pain making him almost unable to breathe. He watched his companions fall into a pool of blood one by one, but was powerless to do anything. This sense of powerlessness was more terrifying and more desperate than death.

"Mo Yi!" Zhang Cheng turned his head suddenly to look at Mo Yi, only to find that his situation was also not optimistic. Mo Yi had already been heavily injured, and at this moment was even more on the verge of death, the fire of life like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Zhang Cheng..." Mo Yi struggled to lift his eyelids, looking at Zhang Cheng, his eyes full of unwillingness and regret. "I... I can't... help you anymore..."

"No, Mo Yi, hold on, you'll be fine, you'll be fine..." Zhang Cheng shook his head desperately; he didn't want to believe, and didn't want to accept this cruel reality.

Mo Yi's mouth curled slightly, revealing a bitter smile; he wanted to lift his hand, only to find he had no strength left. He looked at Zhang Cheng, his lips moving slightly, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, he closed his eyes. The aura on his body also disappeared along with his eyes.

"Ah!!!" Zhang Cheng roared to the sky, his voice full of endless grief, indignation, and despair. His eyes were blood-red, looking like a madman, but the momentum on his body was continuously climbing.

The hidden powerhouse looked at Zhang Cheng, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes, and he sneered: "What? You want to risk your life? Unfortunately, you don't have this chance anymore." He said, slowly raising his right hand, preparing to give Zhang Cheng the final blow.

Just at this moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded: "Stop!"

Everyone followed the sound to look, only to see a young girl dressed in a green long dress suddenly appear at the edge of the battlefield. She was petite, her face exquisite, a head of silver-white long hair draped behind her like a waterfall, a pair of emerald green eyes clear and bright, yet revealing a hint of craftiness.

"Who are you?" The hidden powerhouse frowned slightly, looking at the suddenly appearing girl, a flash of vigilance crossing his eyes.

"My name is Ling'er," the girl smiled slightly, her tone light and airy. "You can call me Ling'er, or you can call me..."

Before her words were finished, she saw Zhang Cheng waving at her frantically, shouting hoarsely: "Run! Ling'er, run! It's dangerous here!"

The smile on Ling'er's face stiffened slightly, her gaze scanning the devastated battlefield and the group lying in a pool of blood, a flash of complex emotion crossing her eyes. She bit her lip gently, seemingly struggling, hesitating. In the end, she took a deep breath, looking at Zhang Cheng, her eyes full of apology and helplessness. "I'm sorry..."

Before Zhang Cheng could react, Ling'er's figure turned into a green light and disappeared into the horizon.

"Ling'er!" Zhang Cheng roared desperately, but couldn't stop her departure. He watched helplessly as that figure who brought him hope disappeared from his sight just like that, the last glimmer of hope in his heart also extinguished along with it.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself." The Blood Night Demon Family hidden powerhouse snorted coldly, not caring at all about Ling'er's departure. He turned his head, casting his cold gaze toward the Star Guardian. "And you, meddling will also have to pay a price!"

The Star Guardian stood in front of Zhang Cheng, his silver-white long hair dancing in the wind, the scepter in his hand exuding a dazzling light. His face was pale, his aura chaotic, clearly having consumed a huge amount in the previous battle.

"Today's matter, I, the Star Guardian, will definitely manage!" The Star Guardian's tone was firm, without the slightest intention of retreating.

"Then go to hell!" The Elder of the Blood Night Demon Family roared, the black staff in his hand waving fiercely, and bolts of black lightning attacked the Star Guardian like poisonous snakes.

The Star Guardian waved his scepter, and star light barriers blocked the black lightning, but his body was also shaken back repeatedly by the huge impact force.

"Attack together, kill him!" The Blood Night Demon Family envoy also joined the battle, the long saber in his hand turning into streaks of blood-red lightning, attacking the Star Guardian.

Facing the pincer attack of two powerful enemies, the Star Guardian gradually fell into a disadvantage. His injuries were getting worse, and his aura was getting weaker, but he still didn't give up, still fighting with all his might to protect Zhang Cheng behind him.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the scepter in the Star Guardian's hand finally couldn't bear the burden and broke into several pieces. He himself was also hit by the Elder of the Blood Night Demon Family with a palm, falling heavily beside Zhang Cheng, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.

"Star Guardian!" Zhang Cheng's eyes split with rage, wanting to step forward to support, but was stopped by the Star Guardian.

"Don't come over... cough cough... I have no strength left..." The Star Guardian said weakly, his voice intermittent. "You... you must live..."

The Star Guardian slowly closed his eyes, and the light on his body also dimmed along with it.

The Blood Night Demon Family hidden powerhouse walked toward Zhang Cheng step by step, every step seeming to land on Zhang Cheng's heart, making him feel suffocating despair.

"It's over..." The Blood Night Demon Family hidden powerhouse looked down at Zhang Cheng, his eyes full of mockery and cruelty. "Now, it's time to send you on your way."

Zhang Cheng sat powerlessly on the ground, surrounded by the corpses of his companions, the heavy smell of blood permeating the air. He looked at this invincible enemy before him, his heart filled with despair. Could it be that they really failed just like this? Could it be that all their efforts were in vain?

He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to arrive.

"Stop!"

An old and majestic voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder. The Blood Night Demon Family hidden powerhouse, with the posture of a victor, walked toward Zhang Cheng who was sitting powerlessly on the ground step by step. Every step taken seemed to land on Zhang Cheng's heart, making him feel suffocating despair and powerlessness.

"It's over, human." The hidden powerhouse looked down at Zhang Cheng, cold murderous intent flickering in his scarlet eyes, as if looking at a dead man. "Your struggle, your resistance, are all just futile."

Zhang Cheng breathed powerlessly, blood soaking his clothes, and his vision began to blur. He struggled to stand up, only to fall powerlessly again and again. His gaze scanned the battlefield; the companions who had once fought side-by-side had now all fallen into a pool of blood.

Xiao Dian's heroic laughter seemed to still echo in his ears, the Star Guardian's firm gaze seemed to still be before his eyes, but they had all left forever.

"Ling'er... Star Guardian... Xiao Dian..." Zhang Cheng muttered to himself, his voice hoarse, full of sadness and despair. "I'm sorry... I was too weak... I didn't protect you well..."

The hidden powerhouse looked at Zhang Cheng's desperate appearance, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his hand, condensing a terrifying energy, preparing to give Zhang Cheng the final blow.

"Go to hell, human! Your blood will be the best gift to sacrifice to the warriors of my clan!"

Just at this critical moment, an old and majestic voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

This voice seemed to carry some kind of peculiar power, instantly spreading throughout the entire battlefield, and even Mo Yi and the Dragon Star Sage watching from afar could hear it clearly.

The hidden powerhouse's attack stopped abruptly in mid-air, and he turned his head suddenly, his scarlet eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Who is it? Who dares to obstruct my Blood Night Demon Family's affairs?"

Everyone's gaze followed the direction from which the voice came, only to see an old man dressed in a golden robe slowly descending from the sky. His beard and hair were all white, but he was in high spirits, a wise light flickering in his turbid eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

"Who are you?" The hidden powerhouse felt the powerful aura exuded by the old man, and couldn't help but feel a hint of wariness in his heart.

The old man ignored the hidden powerhouse's question, instead casting his gaze toward Zhang Cheng who had fallen to the ground, a flash of complex emotion crossing his turbid eyes.

"Child, you have suffered."

"You are..." Zhang Cheng looked at this suddenly appearing old man, his heart full of doubt and confusion.

The old man slowly extended his hand, and a gentle force lifted Zhang Cheng up; he looked at Zhang Cheng, his eyes full of kindness and love.

"Child, I am..."

Before the old man's words were finished, the hidden powerhouse's attack had already arrived.

"Seeking death!"

The hidden powerhouse clearly had lost patience; he roared, and terrifying energy fluctuations erupted again, the target pointing straight at the old man and Zhang Cheng.

"Hmph!"

The old man snorted coldly, and an even more powerful force surged from his body, instantly neutralizing the hidden powerhouse's attack into nothingness.

"What kind of person are you?!" The hidden powerhouse was completely shocked; he had never seen such a powerful existence.

The old man ignored the hidden powerhouse's questioning, instead turning his gaze toward Zhang Cheng, his tone calm:

"Child, are you ready?"

Zhang Cheng looked at the old man's deep gaze, and a strange premonition suddenly rose in his heart. He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

"I am ready."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, then turned his head, the gaze looking at the hidden powerhouse full of cold murderous intent.

"You, should pay the price for what you have done."

Before the words were finished, the old man turned into a golden light and rushed toward the hidden powerhouse...