Energy surged wildly through her body, trying to block the external current, but the electricity slipped through every opening, seeping in through her pores, her breath, and every inch of skin exposed to the air.
Her vision began to blur.
There was nothing wrong with her eyes. The intense electrical stimulation had briefly robbed her brain of focus.
"Hold on," she told herself.
She heard Wu Tian grunt behind her.
She did not look back. That would waste strength.
She had secured the phone streaming their progress at her side, its camera facing forward. The image trembled slightly... because her body was shaking involuntarily.
She could no longer see the comments, but she could imagine what the viewers were saying.
An hour passed.
Chen Siyao's clothes were soaked with sweat. It was not from heat, but her body's stress response as it fought the current.
Her lips had gone pale, but she kept walking.
The Main Hall ahead drew ever closer.
She could now make out the outline of its entrance.
Two hours.
Ye Chendong shouted from behind, "I... I'm almost at my limit!"
Chen Siyao could not turn around. She could only shout, "Hold on! Look ahead! Don't think about anything else!"
Qin Xiaoyu's voice came haltingly from behind. "About... another... hundred meters..."
A hundred meters.
A distance they could normally run in little more than ten seconds.
Now, it might take an hour.
Two and a half hours.
Ying Wenjie's knees struck the ground.
He dropped to his knees, then gritted his teeth and stood again.
"I'm fine." His voice was hoarse. "My legs cramped."
Yang Wanqing reached over and helped steady him. She was shaking too, but she was doing a little better than Ying Wenjie.
The arcs of electricity on the Capital Heavenly Thunder Halberd had