"Little White!"
At the sight, Qin Keyi's heart clenched, and her assault faltered. At the same time, the second golden pillar of light slammed into her.
She felt an immense force surge toward her like a tsunami. Her chest felt as though a boulder weighing tens of thousands of pounds had crushed it. A metallic sweetness rose in her throat, and she violently spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ice before her red.
Her body flew backward uncontrollably and slammed into the light barrier of the God-Locking Formation with a dull thud. The barrier shuddered violently but remained firmly in place.
Qin Keyi struggled to rise, only to discover that searing pain coursed through every limb and bone. Even the circulation of her divine power had grown sluggish.
Yi Keqing slowly walked up to her and looked down at her. "Qin Keyi, you've lost."
Ignoring Qin Keyi's cold gaze, she quickly ordered the three Position Gods to take Qin Keyi back to the Dark Country.
As for the half-dead Thunderclap White Flood Dragon, one of the Position Gods casually pointed a finger at his head without even looking at him. The attack pierced his skull, and his aura vanished instantly.
What they did not know, however, was that the Thunderclap White Flood Dragon, having broken through to the Spirit God Realm, possessed a life-saving talent called "Soul Shedding."
When he was on the verge of death, this talent allowed his soul to separate from his physical body without anyone noticing, preserving his life.
Seeing that they paid Little White no further attention after merely piercing his head, Qin Keyi felt a little relieved.
Meanwhile, at the central arena in the Holy City, a woman wearing a white mask leaped onto the platform, pointing her longsword straight at Qin