The excruciating pain sent the Infinite King's power into a frenzy, causing the palace to shake violently, with massive stones raining down.
"Go." Seizing the moment, Min Ning's left hand darted into the snake's molted opening like lightning, grabbing Qing Li's cold wrist and pulling her out into his embrace. Her figure was light, and the golden light at his heart continued its faint pulsation.
Chen Yi decisively halted his sword momentum, tapped his toes on the edge of the pool, using the force to fly back and land beside Min Ning, supporting her as she swayed slightly from old injuries.
The two exchanged a glance, with no hesitation.
Her long sword pointed to a swollen wall on the side of the palace that had cracked due to intense vibrations. Chen Yi understood and thrust his sword straight out.
"Break." They both muttered in a low voice.
