"Phew..."
Shui Bingmiao exhaled a breath of cold air, and the ice walls covering the battle area vanished, preventing the spar from triggering a cave collapse or a massive avalanche.
The spar was completed within just fifteen minutes.
Shui Bingmiao was also forced to view Ye Feng, a normally taciturn disciple, in a new light.
Defeat had been inevitable. Hao Long was simply too strong!
His kind of strength was completely different from the kind Yi Kun had displayed. By comparison, Yi Kun's movements were elusive, while his Taiji techniques gradually drew his opponent into his rhythm and slowly seized control of the battlefield.
Hao Long's strength was utterly crushing. He pulverized his enemies head-on with absolute power and primarily practiced fist and kick techniques. Ye Feng had fallen into a disadvantage from the very beginning, so managing to hold out for fifteen minutes had already been extremely difficult.
Ye Feng's arms were twisted, and his black saber was stuck to one side.
A sphere of gravity wrapped around Hao Long's palm, completely suppressing Ye Feng and pressing his body several meters into the ground. He could not move at all.
However, a faint saber mark remained around Hao Long's wrist.
"You've got some skill. I underestimated you a little... You truly deserve to hold the Ninth Seat. There's no lack of substance to your position."
Hao Long dispelled the gravitational field. Men Qian hurried over and swiftly repaired Ye Feng's injuries.
"That's enough! You two, come with me. I'll take you to the extraterrestrials' colony to obtain identities for you. That's the only way I can take you inside the main ship..."
"Sorry for the trouble, Senior."
Just as Ye Feng and Men Qian successfully joined the team,
Yu Jing and Ning Yanzhi had already arrived at the deepest