827 The Final Battle At Tianxuan Cliff 9 (2/2)

So what if her pristine white gown was stained? She was fighting alongside her love currently without the interruption of a third party. She was content.

The battle went on, dry, but incredibly perilous.

The thunderous booms rang for three full days, resonating to the ears as if the earth was shattering and the land was collapsing at every moment. Camped a hundred miles away, Fu Baoguo and the army felt the quake under their feet; their hearts trembled alongside the noises and vibrations. They were already so far away, thus they only suffered from the remaining ripples, but with their cultivation base, they still felt the quaking of their feet. What powerful collisions must Supreme Cloud and others who were combating be feeling?

What was more frightening was the question that begged to be asked; how could a battle go on for so long? It had already been three days, but there was no sign of stopping – there was not even a pause! It was as if those who were fighting needed no rest at all.

”Martial experts they are, mythical legends. This endurance alone is more than enough to change our minds.”

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In Tianxuan Cliff, Yun Yang was visibly huffing with fatigue while Mr. Nian and group were equally tired out. The twenty experts of Four Seasons Tower remaining were all drenched in sweat and lacking energy, Mr. Nian included.

It was apparent that both Yun Yang and Ji Lingxi's resilience levels had far exceeded Mr. Nian and men's expectations.

”Hah… Hah…. Hah…” The Winter Bearer breathed laboriously, almost like he was going to puff out his very organs. Popped blood vessels and pulsing veins wormed across his face and mystical Qi was dripping off him in a disorderly form.

”If this goes on… before Supreme Cloud is killed by us, we'll be the ones dying first… At least, I feel like I can't go on anymore. Now… it's like my heart… is going to jump out of my mouth at any time. My cultivation method is crumbling – If I don't suppress it and readjust, I'll die anytime now with my Qi and spirit dissipating into nothing…”

The others wheezed with their tongues out and nodded vehemently without being able to speak even a single word.

It wasn't only them. Mr. Nian was also immensely drained, almost unable to speak.

”Who's grouped to attack… now?”

”It's… It's Summer and Autumn pushing on… Hah… Hah… But they probably won't be able to hold out for long – the brothers are exhausted… Maintaining such long-term extreme depletion – hah – hah… No one can withstand it.”

”Supreme Cloud must be worse for wear!”

Mr. Nian panted. ”We have more people than them. We get to catch our breath occasionally. Both of them didn't have any chance to rest since the start! Even if they're made of steel, they should be crumbling by now.”

”So… we're not contesting our determination. Whoever perseveres to the end is the winner!”

Mr. Nian's breathing gradually stabilized. His gaze was sharp.

”I don't believe that Supreme Cloud can last longer than so many of us!”