Clang, clang.
In the endless void, streams of turbulence kept lashing over them like razor-sharp blades, slicing into the azure cauldron Xiang Kuang had summoned. Even this imitation of the Dinghuang Cauldron was beginning to buckle under the constant barrage of defenses, especially while protecting so many people.
Yu Ya, Yu Xiaoqiao, and the others watched the monotonous, dry, yet peril-filled scene in the void with a mixture of tension and curiosity.
"Uncle Kuang, step back and rest for a while!" Xiang Qingcheng called softly. She raised one hand, and a gigantic jade talisman floated above her head. The ancient talisman released a beam of emerald light that enveloped everyone.
"Hiss!" An immense suction force surged inexplicably through the boundless void. The emerald light cast by the jade talisman twisted incessantly under that tremendous pull, sustained only by Xiang Qingcheng's strenuous efforts.
While Xiang Qingcheng resisted the strange force in the void, Lu Xiaotian and the others sat meditating with their eyes closed, doing everything they could to recover from their earlier exertion.
When Xiang Qingcheng's magical power was overly depleted, it was Xiang Huaxin's turn. After Xiang Huaxin held on for several hours and finally sat down, panting heavily, he could not help feeling resentful. If they had not been escorting so many Nascent Soul juniors, he would never have been exhausted to this extent. At this rate, he might not be killed by the turbulence in the void—he might simply die of exhaustion first.
The dangers they encountered in this boundless void were impossible to predict. Sometimes two people, or even four, had to join forces to withstand the tearing force of space. At other times, they did not need to resist it at all, and all four could get a chance to catch their breath.
As time