"Spirit abundant, qi weak; when faced with strength, he was bound to collapse—unable to withstand a single blow."
Hai Yuqiong casually held a three-legged golden goblet as she watched the burst of bloody light on the water mirror and said leisurely, "This was Star Lord Gao's earlier assessment of Ma Feijia. Tsk tsk, it struck right at the heart of the matter..."
Shen Xuanjing looked at Hai Yuqiong in some confusion. Gao Xian had slain Ma Feijia at the very start of the battle, so why was Hai Yuqiong still so relaxed and at ease, as if she did not care in the slightest about Ma Feijia's death?
Wei Canghai and Bai Qingwei also looked toward Hai Yuqiong, sharing the same confusion.
Even Wan Yingying's delight faded from her face. Hai Yuqiong's reaction was far too strange!
"Ma Feijia's spear, built up with force, carried the momentum of charging ever forward and smashing through all things. Yet Gao Xian's transformations intimidated him. His qi faltered and his heart turned cowardly; he withdrew his spear and retreated in haste. That shift in intent made his power change from attack to retreat, leaving a gap in his mana.
"Star Lord Gao saw the opening and activated a secret art, stirring an anomaly in the Thunder Void-Piercing Spear and punching a hole through that sliver of a mana gap. With such an enormous flaw exposed before Star Lord Gao, how could Ma Feijia possibly avoid death?"
Hai Yuqiong took a sip of Crimson Sky, shaking her head with a scornful sigh. "The Demon Race boasts of being skilled in battle, yet their own genius turned out to be greedy for life and afraid of death. What a joke..."
Shen Xuanjing, Wan Yingying, Wei Canghai, and Bai Qingwei all fell silent. Hai Yuqiong's words