"Do you still have the strength?"
"Regrettably, I really don't."
Gongsun Ce collapsed onto the ground beside him, his companion, Qin Qianbai, who had been pulled back by telekinesis, also sat powerlessly.
They were utterly exhausted.
They couldn't muster any strength to fight.
Whether physical energy or mental, everything had been drained during the short yet extremely perilous battle. Now, they wouldn't stand a chance against even an ordinary Superpower User, let alone another Ming Guest.
Breathing had almost become a strenuous exercise; their fatigue had truly reached such a stage.
They used the last of their energy to look towards the end of the spiral trajectory.
What the two Superpower Users saw was—
"—Incredible."
The Ming Guest, half clothed yet wholly unharmed.
A speck of light shone on his chest. It blocked the tip of the incoming spear, halting the spiral that was just a hair's breadth from shattering him.