Periphery of the Primal Membrane.
Kong Xiang intently swept his Divine Sense over the protective sheath, admiring the integral defensive property. Even in its present dilapidated condition, it was still a marvel, no less.
Beside him were the nine Transcender seniors, Master Fei and Sango, ready to channel their strength to Kong Xiang as he had already requested.
"How confident are you, kid?" Sango suddenly asked, noting Kong Xiang's silence.
"Probably not confident at all, from the look of things," Battle Transcender didn't even give Kong Xiang the opportunity to speak, jumping straight into conclusion. "There's a reason why we were so—"
"If I was sixty percent confident before, then I'm a hundred percent confident now," Kong Xiang suddenly spoke up, cutting him off. "But I'll need everyone's help. On my count, I need you all to channel as much strength to me as you can."
