Before long, another wave of piercing wails surged out from deep within the fissure, striking Yue Chen's Holy Light Shield far more violently than before.
As the two of them drew closer to the source of the wails, the damage those cries inflicted should have multiplied.
But now that Yue Chen had fully mastered Light Ripple, resisting the wails beneath the fissure-which could gravely injure both him and Long Haochen-cost him no more spiritual power than casting two ordinary Holy Light Shields.
On the surface, Yue Chen's Holy Light Shield looked no different from before. But a careful observer would have noticed that the pale golden surface of the shield he had cast just before the wails emerged from underground had taken on a hazy quality when the sound struck.
The Holy Light Shield was vibrating.
Held by the shoulder in Yue Chen's grip, Long Haochen's eyes immediately lit up at the sight. Moments later, however, they dimmed again, and profound regret crossed his face.
"Brother Yue, congratulations." That expression did not last long. Long Haochen's furrowed brow relaxed again as he told Yue Chen, who still held his shoulder, "Congratulations on seizing this opportunity and creating your own combat technique. For knights of the Knight Temple like us, that is undoubtedly a tremendous honor."
Yue Chen: ""
Although he had not expected things to develop this way, Yue Chen did not dwell on it. After all, without Long Haochen, he would never have unlocked and comprehended Light Ripple here-a skill that saved vast amounts of spiritual power in actual combat.
"Want to learn it?" Noticing the disappointment in Long Haochen's voice, Yue Chen asked softly.
Before Long Haochen could answer, Yue Chen added, "For free."
"B-but this is something you worked so hard to..." Before he could finish, Long