Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin controlled the front and rear. They were key to the situation: the two ends had to support each other while responding to the ever-changing power of the stars and constellations outside the demon artifact. Everything depended entirely on Lu Xiaotian's instructions.
They had to react at once to every change. The constant shifts left even Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, both True Immortals, feeling mentally and physically drained.
After only a short while, Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin's faces had grown uncontrollably pale. Clearly, their immortal essence had been depleted to a critical point.
Because Xin Hong was on relatively friendly terms with Lu Xiaotian, she had more time to respond to each change than Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin, who were in front of her. Though she seemed to be maintaining more points, the changes she faced were not as frequent or urgent. She had it considerably easier than either of them.
Xin Hong knew this perfectly well. She admired Lu Xiaotian's methods and was secretly pleased, too. So far, this Alchemy Saint had not only acted in unexpected ways, but had also proved thoroughly satisfactory.
At least Xin Hong felt that her support for Lu Xiaotian had been amply repaid. In this perilous place, every bit of strength they managed to conserve gave them a greater sense of security.
About the time it takes an incense stick to burn later, Zhao Qifeng and Xu Suqin were struggling badly, and even Xin Hong was having a hard time. Then, with a soft pop, it was as if some membrane had been pierced. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Seven beams of starlight shone down from the void overhead, forming seven pillars of light.
Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin, Xin Hong, and the others were all overjoyed.
"Give it