More than ten minutes later, before Ye Yun's spiritual power was exhausted, he controlled the White Jade Flying Ship for four or five li.
He opened his eyes, his face pale, and looked at Li Qinglian and Ling Chen standing guard beside him. Weakly, he said, "Hurry and take control of the White Jade Flying Ship. My spiritual power is exhausted."
Without waiting for Li Qinglian and Ling Chen to respond, he immediately closed his eyes again and swiftly circulated the Iceheart Art to restore the spiritual power he had just expended.
Seeing this, Li Qinglian and Ling Chen said nothing. After exchanging a glance, Ling Chen sat down cross-legged and took control of the White Jade Flying Ship, continuing onward.
After the three of them took turns several times, they finally flew to a safe place.
This place was at least a hundred li away from the battlefield of the Yin-Yang Kunfish, the Deep-Sea Demon Squid, and the Sea-Covering Giant Turtle—far enough to ensure their safety.
Inside the White Jade Flying Ship's control room, Ye Yun and the other two sat on the floor, all pale-faced.
After continuously draining their spiritual power, all three of them had reached their limits.
"Brother Li, where we are now is already within a safe range.
"You and Ling Chen should go back and rest first. I'll stand watch here for now. Once you've recovered, come and take over for me," Ye Yun suggested.
Ye Yun had considered this decision again and again before making it.
Among the three of them, not only was he the strongest, but his spiritual power was also the greatest.
Therefore, that repeated expenditure just now had not yet pushed him to his limit.
Neither Li Qinglian nor Ling Chen refused Ye Yun's suggestion.
"Alright. Little Brother Ye,