The Heavenly Demon retreated, and the devils left behind began to scatter.
Huang Miao and the other cultivators continued sweeping outward to slaughter them, moving in perfect unspoken accord.
Chu Xingchen swept his gaze over the tribulation clouds that had yet to disperse completely. Sensing Myriad Forms following beside him, he darted straight to Bai Xuanling's side without hesitation.
There appeared to be nothing wrong with the system traits at that moment.
Perhaps Bai Xuanling still did not count as having failed.
Bai Xuanling's expression had barely changed. She also knew that if she held her ground now, this oncoming slaughter would be driven back. She turned to Chu Xingchen and said calmly:
"What's with that expression? Since when were you so indecisive?"
Chu Xingchen reached out and gripped Bai Xuanling's arm, probing her with his divine sense as he tried to keep his expression steady.
"What expression?"
Bai Xuanling did not stop him, allowing him to examine her. She merely smiled and said:
"Like Qinghe looking all aggrieved after someone bullied her."
"I'm not Qinghe."
"That's why I said you're indecisive. Normally, that tongue of yours would be much livelier at a time like this."
Chu Xingchen felt the spiritual power within Bai Xuanling recklessly clashing against itself, while her own Dao resonance slowly dissipated.
And it was dissolving extremely quickly.
Chu Xingchen could also feel Bai Xuanling's own spiritual power rapidly draining away, at an extraordinary speed.
Before he could even work out what was happening or what he could do, Bai Xuanling's Dao resonance and spiritual power had nearly drained away completely.
Myriad Forms circled beside Chu Xingchen, constantly conveying a message-this final heavenly tribulation was itself the last targeted strike, as well as the most crucial step in ascension. Myriad Forms could not block it, nor