Within the magic array, the blinding light was like thousands of sharp swords, frantically tearing through the surrounding space.
Wave after wave of intense energy surged, hammering against the bodies of Qin Zhizhi and Yin Sichen as if attempting to grind them into dust. Qin Zhizhi felt a wave of suffocating pain in her chest, and the world before her grew blurry, but she bit down hard on her lower lip and fought to stay conscious.
Yin Sichen shielded her behind him, standing like a towering peak to block the tempest-like attacks for her. His lips were pressed tightly together, the veins on his forehead bulging, and his resolute face was etched with absolute determination. Mighty though he was, in front of such a powerful magic array, he still felt unequal to the task.
Chapter 157