With the Immortal Qi in her body exhausted, Gong Qi did not dare keep forcing herself. She silently provided support from the side.
Her outstanding skill with formation arrays allowed her to shine brilliantly in this great battle, even catching the eye of Dream Immortal, the commander of District Seven.
This battle lasted five days and five nights, somewhat longer than the last one.
Fortunately, the Origin Realm had once again won a miserable victory.
Yes, a miserable victory.
Half of those who had fought shoulder to shoulder with Gong Qi were now dead.
When the battle ended, the black rift torn across the sky slowly closed.
Gong Qi sat on the ground, gasping for breath. None of her high spirits from when she had first arrived remained; there was only exhaustion covering her from head to toe.
In the distance, crimson light pierced the sea of clouds and fell across her face, carrying the ruin and loneliness of the setting sun's spilled blood.
Gong Qi suddenly understood, somewhat, why her Fourth Sister had guarded the Origin Realm for tens of thousands of years.
But she was not Gong Si. She did not possess such lofty sentiments.
After tidying herself up a little, she returned with the others to District Seven to tend to her wounds.
She found her directly subordinate deputy commander and spent some time getting acquainted with the members of the large unit under her command.
Then news came that Dream Immortal wished to see her.
Gong Qi had only just witnessed Dream Immortal's prowess herself.
Dream Immortal excelled at killing people in dreams. With a spell, she could send someone into a dream, and with a casual lift of her hand, she could slay a Daluo Golden Immortal demon beast.
Her strength was unfathomable.
Rumor had