As the lotus platform fell, the team members aboard it felt an overwhelming sense of weightlessness, helplessly tumbling and spinning along with it.
The lotus platform itself was like a solid bead, slamming into the mountainside before rolling down the rugged cliffs. Every collision brought a crash and terrified cries from the team members aboard it.
As heaven and earth spun around them, the lotus platform's light began to flicker. It was clearly under extreme strain, a warning that it would soon be unable to withstand these relentless impacts.
As the lotus platform's owner, Chen Xiaojun was in a dreadful state.
He had already exhausted himself, fighting an intense battle while dividing his attention to control the enormous lotus platform.
On top of that, he had endured the pain of his external tortoiseshell breaking, as well as the tremendous mental drain of unleashing his two ultimate abilities, his third and fifth soul skills.
The final concentrated barrage had made the lotus platform shudder violently, as though an invisible giant hand were toying with it at will.
Chen Xiaojun's head felt ready to split. His vision kept darkening, and the whole world spun around him. He was on the verge of passing out.
Yet his years of experience in battles of life and death were like a tough rope, holding fast to his consciousness and forcing him to grit his teeth and cling to his last scrap of strength.
If the lotus platform fell apart and so many people tumbled down into the Mountain Ravine, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Deep in the Mountain Ravine, the lotus platform rolled and tipped like a leaf swept up by a gale. Every collision left its structure more precarious, threatening to shatter it at any moment.
Chen Xiaojun's face had turned deathly pale. His