Zhang Zhiyuan saw death coming at him at full speed. If he abandoned the array, he could survive but the other three people might die as a result. The honorable Longjing Palace master upheld hundreds of years of unwavering loyalty toward the Heavenly Empire.
This reputation must not be shattered in his generation!
Gritting his teeth obstinately, Zhang Zhiyuan gripped his sword hard and thought about the wife and son who he was about to leave behind.
And then, the son he just thought about came flying at him like a swallow dipping at the water's surface.
"Crimson Judgment Damnation...!!!"
Zhang Fengxi screamed when he drilled at the Seventh Demon King's attack with his Three Realm Spear and faced it heads on.
The huge white energy ball clashed against the scorching tip of the Three Realm Spear.
The heavy impact of Crimson Judgment Rain scattered the white energy ball into smaller fractions that flew off in all directions.
