As the lotus platform plummeted, the team members on it involuntarily felt an intense sensation of weightlessness as the platform tumbled and spun.
The lotus platform itself was like a solid ball, smashing hard into the mountainside before rolling all the way down the rugged cliff. Every collision came with a crash, as well as the terrified cries of the team members on the platform.
Amid the dizzying spin, the lotus platform's light began to flicker, clearly bearing pressure to its limit—a sign that it was about to fail under the continuous impacts.
As the owner of the lotus platform, Chen Xiaojun was in terrible shape.
Earlier, he had been dealing with high-intensity combat while also using Heart Separation Control to control this massive lotus platform, leaving both body and mind utterly exhausted.
Moreover, he had endured the pain of his external turtle shell shattering, as well as the tremendous mental drain from unleashing his Third and Fifth Soul Skills, two Ultimate Skills.
The final concentrated attack had made the lotus platform tremble violently, as though it were being toyed with by an invisible giant hand.
Chen Xiaojun felt as if his head were about to split open. Darkness swam before his eyes, the entire world spinning around him, and he was almost about to pass out.
Yet years of experience in life-and-death battles were like a tough rope, tightly dragging back his consciousness, making him grit his teeth and hold on with the last trace of strength he could muster.
If the lotus platform fell apart, with so many people sliding down through the mountain ravine, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Deep within the ravine, the lotus platform was like a leaf swept up by a gale, constantly rolling and overturning. Every collision made its structure even more precarious,