Second update)
Treading on thin ice, advancing step by step.
These two idioms perfectly described Emperor Team's tactics at this moment.
Every step was exceptionally steady. With the Shi Brothers at the forefront, the others advanced steadily behind them. They did not chase merit or rush forward. They were as steady as old dogs.
Yang Ming tried firing a fireball from afar. Condensed from the Green Lotus Core Flame, the fireball was the size of a basketball and equally formidable in power.
Wherever the fireball passed, the air was distorted by temperatures exceeding a thousand degrees. Light bent, making it impossible to see clearly.
The Shi Brothers stood side by side like two thick shields. They tucked their heads into their chests as earthen-yellow Soul Power radiance surged over their bodies. As the three Soul Rings on them lit up one by one, they relied on defensive soul skills and their unyielding turtle shells to block the scorching fireball outside.
Because they were afraid of pain, they maxed out their defense!
Boom!
Amid the surging flames, their turtle shells were scorched black, showing faint signs of melting.
But the next moment, a cool voice suddenly came from behind the Shi Brothers:
"Just a little fire damage!"
Immediately afterward, accompanied by a faint fragrance, a beam of white light descended from above. The white light looked exceedingly strange—it was shaped like a flower petal. It drifted down slowly and landed directly on the Shi Brothers, lightly merging into their bodies.
The slightly melted portions of their turtle shells rapidly healed at a visible rate, returning to their original state in the blink of an eye.
That was right. This petal-like white radiance had drifted from the hands of Ye Lingling, Emperor Team's only Support Spirit Master.
Held in Ye Lingling's hands