Xia Feng's empty, black pupils lit up with specks of golden fragments, and Mu Qingtong's ethereal Spiritual Body suddenly slammed into his face, twisting before being on the verge of being drawn into his eyes.
But Mu Qingtong was not so easily subdued. After her Spiritual Body twisted and dispersed, it suddenly gathered again, stubbornly resisting and refusing to be absorbed.
After becoming a Spiritual Body, Mu Qingtong's cheeks appeared somewhat translucent and her facial expression was still clearly visible, with a rare show of embarrassment and annoyance in her eyes.
Although Xia Feng looked somewhat fatigued, he gazed at the stunning visage of the woman close before him with an indifferent look, yet the corners of his lips slowly curved into a smirk, and his eyes progressively became wild and contemptuous:
"Miss Mu, I have to admit, you are indeed strong, but not strong enough!"