If his Spiritual Power were gone, then he too would vanish.
In order to deal with the flames spewed by the Xuan Fox, he had exhausted a large amount of his Spiritual Power. At this moment, he surely could not hold on much longer.
Yun Shangyuan seemed oblivious, his expression stern as he stared at the flames outside.
The black Spiritual Power and the flames were still in fierce combat.
A portion of the flames were devoured, only for another wave to immediately fill the breach, endlessly…
"Yun Shangyuan, can't you hear me!" Feng Yueya yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice nearly breaking.
This time, Yun Shangyuan finally turned his eyes to her face.
In Feng Yueya's worried pupils, his handsome features formed a trace of a smile, and he said something in lip-reading.
Feng Yueya understood, and her tears began to stream down instantly.
He said, "Don't worry, I'm alright."
How could she not worry? He didn't even have the strength to speak; how could she not worry!