When the fourth violent tremor struck, a slight abnormality finally appeared on Han Li's calm face.
Xiaoyou had already released the Warship, and everyone entered one after another—including the two True Venerables from Lianxing World.
Who knew just how conflicted she felt right now?
However, True Venerable Qu was even considering using the Heavenly Tilting Aura himself, so none of them could afford to be too precious about things, could they?
After all, this was a battlefield. At a moment of life and death, fussing over such matters was hardly appropriate.
Han Li was the last to enter the Warship, and he casually put away the damaged Palace as he did.
His expression was still fairly composed, though his face had turned slightly pale.
Qu Jianlei spoke unhurriedly. "You don't need to leave the Warship. I'm enough on my own."
The Handsome Youth pressed his lips together and shook his head very decisively. "No!"
"You refined part of the Palace," Qu Jianlei said in a low voice. "Don't be willful!"
In the end, a Soul-Splitting Realm magical treasure had still failed to display its full strength.
But that was not the main point. The key was that Han Li had refined ten percent of it, and while the Palace was damaged, his mind and spirit had been injured as well!
And it might not necessarily be a light injury. Never mind that he had only refined a small portion; this was something into which he had poured all his strength.
Qu Jianlei was not sure just how closely the two were linked, and it was impossible for him to ask.
But he understood the other man's personality all too well. This one was not merely stubbornly competitive in the ordinary sense.
"You're making a fuss over nothing," Han Li said