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Distracted
"Could it actually be the Pangu Banner?" I gritted my teeth. This banner was indeed a lightning-type treasure, but its power had far exceeded my expectations. Although I was a True Immortal of the Second Tribulation, I now had the Ancestral Dragon Armor protecting me. At the very least, someone needed Third Tribulation cultivation to injure me, yet this banner could actually burn my Dao body with electricity. It was truly frighteningly powerful.
"Hehe, you really are good at wild fantasies." Qingcheng Ruoxue smiled faintly as the banner behind her continued compressing its energy. My expression turned ugly. She was forcing me to attack! But what means did I have to attack?
"Yitian, the twelfth through twentieth power furnaces have all been destroyed! The battleship has tilted another thirteen degrees. If this continues, we're finished! And the power furnaces are the least of our problems. Several restoration devices have been chewed up by those lightning bolts, looking as if rats gnawed them. Can you drive Qingcheng Ruoxue outside before beating her up?" Han Shanshan's voice once again appeared in my mind through telepathy.
I was thoroughly depressed. Han Shanshan was a satiated man who knew nothing of a hungry man's hunger. Don't be fooled by how Qingcheng Ruoxue and I seemed to be fighting with me only slightly outmatched—anyone watching might think we could battle for three hundred rounds before deciding the victor. In reality, the moment Qingcheng Ruoxue got serious, she could kill me in no time!
After that group of Imperial Guards' leaders barged in, they fought, smashed, burned, and destroyed like bandits, laying waste to every visible place around them. I even had to thank them. If they hadn't focused on doing those bastard things, Baili Jue, Black Dragon, and Zhao Qian would have been