Fear?
Frustration?
Two inexplicable emotions penetrated Li Yuan's heart, like two dark hands clutching his heart.
However, without Li Yuan exerting any effort, just as those two spiritual forces touched Li Yuan's heart,
those two cold forces dissipated instantly, like snow entering soup, like frost meeting fire.
Clang!!
A crisp sound rang out.
Jing Shuixiang's delicate body shuddered, then suddenly staggered, leaning on her long blade for balance, her petite frame teetering as if about to faint.
"Are you alright, Shuixiang?" Li Yuan shouted worriedly, even moving forward instinctively.
The Elder in the black robe felt a sudden loss of strength, his mind buzzing into a blank, and the powers of "Shocking Eyes" and "Withered Blade" were gone.
Jing Shuixiang took a deep breath, her cheeks flushed, looked at the concerned man approaching, and said angrily: "Focus. During battle, don't worry about your opponent."
