Long Tian looked down at Nong Sanniang. "Stop resisting. I know the Nong family's secret arts are difficult to deal with, and you're talented, but that last attack left you badly wounded. Even if you escaped, you wouldn't be able to take part in the struggle to come."
Nong Sanniang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared at Long Tian. "I only want to know—was the ability that defeated me just now a spatial talent?"
She wasn't the only one who wanted to know. Everyone did.
Long Tian's lips curled. "Yes."
The crowd was shaken. It really was a spatial talent.
Lu Yin frowned. A spatial talent? That was truly a gift from the heavens.
Long Xi remained calm, though a trace of mockery showed deep in her eyes. No one noticed it.
Bai Shao Hong's gaze toward Long Tian changed completely. "No wonder you never revealed your talent during the Origin Wheel Festival. So you had such a terrifying ability."
Long Tian looked at Bai Shao Hong. "Sorry, Brother Bai. This talent is difficult to control. One careless mistake, and it could be fatal."
Bai Shao Hong narrowed his eyes.
"And you haven't revealed your own talent either, Brother Bai," Long Tian continued.
Bai Shao Hong smiled. "It's nothing worth mentioning."
"Is that so?" Long Tian smiled as well. Nothing worth mentioning? Only a fool would believe that.
Nong Sanniang had no intention of resisting. Ghost Thousand Crown Prince was dead, and now Xia Tai Li was the only one who didn't belong to either of the two groups.
Everyone looked toward Xia Tai Li.
Xia Tai Li was flustered. The Divine Martial Qi around her body had already withdrawn, and she wore an expression of resignation. "This is too much. So many of you