C508 Shadow World Soul Chasing Saber.!

Three seconds, merely a fleeting instant.

Yet for those caught in an agonizing predicament, it stretched into an eternity of torment.

The relentless countdown of Qing Hucheng echoed in their ears, a sinister chant hastening their demise.

Before them lay a stark choice: to advance or to retreat.

To advance was to court a near-certain death; to retreat was to seal their fate