In the midst of the spinning sky and earth, Lu Qian squeezed out his remaining divine sense and barely summoned the White Jade Flying Ship, allowing the two of them to land shakily on a mountain peak.
"Elder Guh, Fairy Nishang!"
Lu Qian urgently called out, but Guh Niqiang lay collapsed on the ship, completely motionless.
At this moment, Lu Qian's hands were half-crippled, unable to move, and he couldn't even pull Guh Niqiang slightly. He didn't dare to put away the White Jade Flying Ship, afraid that if the ground suddenly disappeared beneath them, Guh Niqiang would roll off the cliff, so he struggled to move his body closer to take a look.
Guh Niqiang's face was pale, her delicate brows tightly furrowed, and her usually full and vibrant red lips had lost their color. But her breathing was very steady, more like she was in a deep sleep than unconscious.
Lu Qian slightly relaxed.
