Spiritual pressure exploded from her form like a tidal wave, raw and uncontrolled in its intensity.
The force slammed into both figures with crushing weight, sending Yu Xiang flying backward through the air like a ragdoll.
CRASH!
Yu Xiang's body hit the wooden wall of the hut with bone-jarring force, revealing that the walls were reinforced by some kind of inscriptions, making them harder than steel. The impact sent cracks spider-webbing through the rough timber.
She crumpled to the floor, blood spraying from her lips as she gasped for air, her ribs screaming with agony from the devastating blow.
But Tianlong was caught in the same spiritual blast. His unconscious form was hurled sideways, his perfect physique tumbling through the air with dangerous momentum.
The moment Akane realized what she had done—that her uncontrolled fury had endangered the very person she was trying to protect—her body moved without conscious thought.
