A second later, the entire structure collapsed.
Dust rose from the ruins and covered the surrounding streets.
Chu Miao and Ye Xuan reappeared in the air several hundred meters above City S.
Ye Xuan continued holding her as he examined her face.
"Miaoer, are you hurt?"
"It was only a mental attack. My sea of consciousness is stable."
"Let me check."
Without waiting for her agreement, Ye Xuan placed his hand against her forehead and carefully sent a thread of divine sense into her sea of consciousness.
Chu Miao did not resist.
She knew he would not be reassured until he confirmed it himself.
After discovering that her soul was unharmed, his tense expression finally eased.
"You took an unnecessary risk."
"It wasn't unnecessary." Chu Miao raised the jade plate. "I captured part of its mental energy."
"That thing tried to invade your mind twice."
"And it failed twice."
Ye Xuan stared at her.
Chu Miao stared back without guilt.
