Lin Zhixia quickly understood why she was told to "stand firm." The speed... it was beyond quick. One could no longer simply describe it as fast.
No, it was super fast and incredibly bumpy!
In this situation, her meager spiritual power was insufficient. Her eyes couldn't stay open, and her face felt like it was being scratched painfully. Mid-flight, she accidentally slipped, and was about to fall.
Fortunately, Nanli grabbed her just in time, saving her from turning into a pancake.
When they landed, Lin Zhixia was already feeling weak in the legs, her head a mess like a bird's nest, and she started vomiting.
Nanli asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Lin Zhixia took a long while to recover, glaring at Nanli, "How did you control the sword? It was so fast!"
Nanli blinked, looking somewhat innocent, "Huh? Wasn't that the normal speed?"
She was actually much slower than Yun Yubai.