He was fast, so fast that Xu Yuan couldn't see him clearly at all.
But it didn't matter—his sworn sister would take action.
While he was waiting just now, he had silently signaled for her to come over.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
An invisible shockwave rapidly spread from Xu Yuan to both sides of the corridor!
His long hair flew wildly and his robe rustled, but Xu Yuan's half-kneeling figure remained motionless.
The green luminescence on Mi Tian's palm hadn't faded, still covering Xu Yuan's chest, and the corroding "sizzling" sound was constant, already having corroded a palm print into his inner shirt.
Xu Yuan glanced down at it with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
This was his first time fighting with the aid of Luo Xiran's power, and it was unexpectedly strong.
The full-force strike of a Great Grandmaster hit him, but failed to penetrate the mycelial armor Luo Xiran had laid over his skin, not even giving him a tingling sensation.
