Xue Zhao was also fighting with everything she had. She pressed her hands together, and the ice element rapidly condensed into a solid Ice Wall, trying to block that suction force.
Under the pull of the vortex, the Ice Wall kept cracking with "ka-ka" sounds, shards of ice flying, cold air spreading.
Even so, she still clenched her teeth, refusing to retreat.
The suction of the white vortex grew stronger and stronger, and Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao's bodies were gradually dragged toward the vortex's core.
Ye Qingchen felt the Energy in his body being rapidly drained. His Shield was already difficult to maintain, yet there was still a trace of unyielding light in his eyes.
"We can't let ourselves get sucked in!" Ye Qingchen shouted, his voice filled with resolve and determination.
Xue Zhao nodded. She took a deep breath and continued pouring out the ice element with all her might. The Ice Wall condensed once again, trying to resist that powerful suction.
