Dozens of seconds later.
The spiritual line in Kongchi's hand swept back and disappeared.
He knelt on the ground, panting heavily, as the final state on his body naturally dissipated.
He was already unable to sustain such a huge expenditure.
Everything around returned to quiet once more.
At that moment, the hull had already tilted to seventy degrees.
Zhang Rongfang gently landed behind him, standing firm, as if at the start, unscathed, and even his stamina seemed untouched.
"Is it over?" He quietly looked at Kongchi.
"Hehe..." Kongchi knelt on the ground and suddenly dashed in one direction.
Bang!
He rushed into a room on the ship.
Zhang Rongfang was about to follow closely.
Suddenly his expression changed slightly, abruptly retreating in the opposite direction and leaping out, plunging towards the sea from a broken opening.
Boom!!!
In an instant, a fierce blaze exploded out from the room Kongchi dashed into, instantly sweeping over half of the white ship's hull.
