Li Yao walked toward the man waiting for him. The man turned around and led the way.
Behind Li Yao, someone was following him and watching closely.
They quickly crossed the chaotic battlefield.
Suddenly, the man leading the way paused and turned around, saying to Li Yao, "we must hurry up, Your Highness."
Wisps of life force flew around his body. His eyes were gorgeous and amazingly deep. At that moment, Li Yao felt like an utter mess. Shame and anger were the only things he could think about.
He could not believe that he had been forced to flee.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the void sky, directly passing Li Yao to attack the person in front of him.
The man paused for a second and looked up. He saw a handsome figure with an extremely thin sword in his hand arriving like a lightning bolt. The sword was like a silver snake, reflecting dazzling light.