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Chu Lin was acutely aware that his intervention might be as ineffective as a mantis trying to halt a chariot, but he didn't waver. The formation needed time to activate, and he was the only one who could buy that time. Otherwise, both of them would meet their end here.

*Weng!*

A silver-white orb of light blossomed from Chu Lin's palm. With a deft wave of his hand