The orange-red fireball trailed a long crimson spiral as it shot into the depths of space. Its scorching heat seemed capable of setting the surrounding vacuum ablaze. Even Hua Zhen, already a Second-generation Angel, found it somewhat unbearable.
After turning back and grabbing Ruo Ning's arm to retreat to a relatively safe position, he finally released her. White light flowed through his eyes as he swept his gaze around, his brows drawn into a tight knot.
At the instant the counterattack struck, Pan Zhen had evaded it in time. The movement technique he displayed... for now, that was what Hua Zhen would call it. He had encountered it more than a decade ago when fighting the Lieyang Emperor. It allowed someone to instantly transform into a streak of golden light and vanish from sight. It was a true golden streak of light, something even the Eye of Insight found difficult to track.
Its exact principles were unknown for the time being.
"How are your injuries?"
Hua Zhen was still searching for Pan Zhen's figure as he asked Ruo Ning without looking back.
To be honest, when he saw Ruo Ning in danger, he had been thoroughly frightened. He had nearly been unable to resist activating Micro Wormhole Transportation. Fortunately, he had arrived in time. Not only had he saved her, but He Xuan and the others had not discovered the secret of his Micro Wormhole Transportation.
Thus, the Harvesting Plan had not been ruined because of it.
Only now did Ruo Ning finally recover her senses. The feeling of surviving certain death was not nearly as wonderful as people imagined.
Looking at his back, this was already the second time Hua Zhen had saved her in a crisis. Amid her complicated feelings, there was even more unwillingness at her own