"Mm, we won."
Looking at that shocking scene within the barrier, Xiao Yi's handsome face welled with a trace of tears, his nose turning red as a sharp heartache spilled uncontrollably out.
Inside the altar barrier, Xiao Yan and Qianqin were still exchanging a few words, yet at this moment, everyone knew that this electoral contest had come to an end.
"Second Brother."
With no time for other actions, Xiao Yi took a step forward, instantly arriving beside Xiao Yan within the barrier.
Things had progressed to this point, so there was no need to continue.
Furthermore, the Spirit Clan princesses practiced from childhood, studying noble culture and art; even though they were overbearing and aggressive, they viewed victory and defeat with extreme openness.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
Seeing Xiao Yi arrive, Xiao Yan had originally wanted to hold on for a while longer, but unfortunately, the intense wave of weakness transmitting from within his body caused his legs to turn to jelly, collapsing directly onto Xiao Yi's shoulder.
"Channeling so much power all at once, the load is indeed far too heavy."
Xiao Yan grinned and chuckled, then slumped onto Xiao Yi's back. A terrifying dryness appeared within his Dou Core, and even the power of Baxia churned inside his body while his five fingers, resembling bare white bones, looked exceedingly chilling.
"I must admit, you are the strongest person I have ever encountered."
"Had you truly stepped into Samsara, I could not possibly have been your match."
"I look forward to the day you step into Samsara."
Qianqin brushed away the residual energy surrounding her body, then shook her head and spoke. As for Xiao Yan, he was a genuine, formidable opponent-the strongest person she had ever met from ancient times down to the present.
"That's right, may I ask