The forest had divided into half, burning in fiery inferno and the other half was frozen in unyielding coldness.
Ling Zhao and Qiqi walked closer to each other, their aura dimmed down and dissipated into thin air.
His two spears broke into pieces… The same also happened with Qiqi's ice sword.
The two then collapsed due to their extreme exhaustion. You know, if they want to continue the battle, they would end up in Qi Deviation sickness and would take months to recover.
They sat and leaned onto each other's back, looking at the battered land after their epic battle.
"Brother Ling…" Qiqi's voice was hoarse.
"Hmm…?"
"Did my resolution finally reach your heart?"
