Time flowed by like water, slipping away unnoticed. In the blink of an eye, it was the third day after Zhou Sihai's grand birthday celebration. Tomorrow was the day of Wang Hu's challenged battle against Zhou Fan!
Zhou Fan and Song Yinan were still in the same position as before, sitting in the basement of the Half-Mountain Villa!
But now, not only had their clothes burst apart, but many of the blood vessels on Zhou Fan's arms had also ruptured. His aura was clearly unstable, and if Song Yinan hadn't been using all her strength to help suppress it, he would have long since been consumed by the backlash from the broken ancient sword!
"Just hold on a little longer! It's almost over!"
Sensing that Zhou Fan's aura was faltering and his life force was gradually diminishing, Song Yinan quickly whispered a reminder.
