Meng Qi stood hanging in mid-air. Not only the galvanic charge resonating from the ground seemed strange to him, but the pace of his fall also increased noticeably. Moreover, he could hardly maintain his steadiness with the continually changing magnetic forces around him. Simple movements became difficult for him; more so for evasive maneuvers. With the loss of his sense for precision, deflecting or blocking the blows of his foe would only be more dangerous for him.
He felt a searing pain in his Vital Spirit which made him grimace whenever any notion of thought passed through his mind. As if stabbed by unseen blades, the impulses delivered from his Vital Spirit to his brain and limbs were also affected by the mental assault that he could barely control his own hand!
This made Meng Qi nervous and fearful as he reacted wrongly, looking helplessly as the translucent Golden Light Arrow whizzed through the air and reached him with unforgiving speed and intensity.
