C923 They Joined Hands to Fight the Enemy

The bronze-colored finger was a mere millimeter from Lau Ningxuan's neck. Her face had turned deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with despair.

Shocked gasps erupted from the onlookers, none eager to witness the tragedy that seemed inevitable.

Suddenly, a thunderous noise came from above, and the cave ceiling burst open, allowing fierce sunlight to pour in. Several figures descended rapidly